“Whoo! Are you going to be able to show us Ultra Space right now then, Professor Mohn?”
“I haven’t quite finished the monitor yet… But I was hoping we can team up together on it!”
“Great! Yes, you can count on me!”
“Professor Mohn… one second, please excuse me.” Agent PSY4 hooks an arm around Mohn and drags him over to whisper. “(Wasn’t Operation: Foresight classified? That would mean your Space Sight is classified too!)”
“(Hey, don’t strong arm me! I thought Burnet was being contracted by Interpol too…?)”
“(Are you telling me that Interpol just stood by and let an independent research group conduct experiments over Ultra Space?? What if an Ultra Beast had shown up at the lab again, did they even receive protection?)”
“(You know I’m not involved in those details. However you did publicly publish your research on the existence of Ultra Space during that time, which means it cleared through us. Discussions and research about other dimensions is fine and long standing, it’s the matters pertaining to Ultra Beasts which are classified.)”
“(My Space Sight observes Ultra Space through a stereonet pantacosm, inherently that has nothing to do with Ultra Beasts, Cipher.)”
“(I know how quickly one thing leads to another, especially concerning you. Just please hold off until I can clear it with my superiors.)”
“(This is annoying… but alright, I’ll agree for now so you won’t get in trouble again. Hurry up with your answer though.)”