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"IтАЩll be expecting you at once in my cabin. To encourage your haste, I ask you to keep in mind that the
Chief is interested in the accident."

The screen went dark. Vertieden and Breucken stared at it in surprise.

"Perry Rhodan is interested in it?" repeated Carl Vertieden. "Now IтАЩd like to know who was sitting in
that car when it blew up!"



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"Now these fellows are working with murder and assassination attempts," said Perry Rhodan, who,
though otherwise a self-controlled man, was pacing the floor before Atlan and Reginald Bell in the room
within the gigantic positronicon. Solar Marshal Allan D. Mercant, the defence specialist genius and
director of Solar Defence, had just left the room, which was furnished in Arkonide style. Only the left
wall, which was a control panel 10 meters high, showed that the room, despite the great comfort it
offered, allowed its occupants little time for leisure.

Perry Rhodan shook his head again and again as he walked restlessly to and fro. Now he was looking at
Atlan, who returned his gaze with extraordinary calmness. "HeтАЩs forgotten nothing of what he learned at
the Space Academy. He knows the inner structure of the Solar System like the back of his hand. In fact,
it was all crammed into him. Cold-blooded, unscrupulousтАж"

"Perry, come over here and sit down!" Bell interrupted, all but ordering him to do so. When he saw
RhodanтАЩs hesitation, he indicated the empty seat with a motion of his arm.

Atlan pushed a glass toward him.

Rhodan sat down and took a drink.

"Barbarian," Atlan said to him, leaning slightly forward as he spoke, "we have to wait. The positronicon
is now in the process of working out somewhat more than 4 million possibilities. We wonтАЩt know
anything for certain for some hours yet."

"But you know the result of the evaluation already, Admiral!" Rhodan replied, evidently depressed.

At that Bell snorted so loudly that Atlan and Rhodan looked at him. He showed them his right thumb tip
and before one of the two men could say anything the heavyset red-haired man was already talking.
"Now let me speak and donтАЩt let my thumb scare you!"

"IтАЩve been superstitious ever since last New Years Eve! In the whole Milky Way thereтАЩs never been
another case of unbreakable glass breaking and causing an injury."

"I broke the champagne glass and cut my thumb on the shards; since that moment, IтАЩve been deathly
afraid of what the year 2644 would bring. Well, weтАЩve gotten through all but 40 days of it by the skin of
our teeth. Our positionтАж and that includes yours, Atlan, just like PerryтАЩsтАж is that, to put it broadly, of a