 What makes the captain’s recent trips to Jorgenson’s suspicious?
"It is rather unusual," Magnan said, "to assign an officer of your rank to courier duty, but this is an unusual mission." "Two double planets, all rather close to an unimportant star listed as DRI-G 33987. They're called Jorgensen's Worlds, and in themselves are of no importance whatever. However, they lie deep in the sector into which the Soetti have been penetrating. Since they've met no opposition so far in their infiltration of Terrestrial space, they intend to seize Jorgensen's Worlds by force." Magnan leaned back, waiting for Retief's reaction. Unfortunately, Jorgensen's Worlds are technologically undeveloped areas. "I have here," he said solemnly, "information which will change that picture completely." "If it's trapped for destruction, I suppose—" "I've heard of these Jorgensen's Worlds," Retief said. Overall policy calls for a defense of these backwater worlds. Otherwise the Corps would allow history to follow its natural course, as always." "You'll be traveling with Class X credentials," Magnan snapped. II Retief put down the heavy travel-battered suitcase and leaned on the counter, studying the schedules chalked on the board under the legend "ALDO CERISE—INTERPLANETARY." "But—" Retief picked up his suitcase and walked away toward the glare sign reading To Gates 16-30 . Retief followed the signs, threaded his way through crowds, found a covered ramp with the number 228 posted over it. "Which way to cabin fifty-seven, son?" Retief asked. Retief made his way along the narrow hall, found signs, followed them to cabin fifty-seven. "Finders keepers." They maneuvered it through the door, lowered it, glanced at Retief and went out. The thick-necked man edged past him, looked at Retief and snorted, "That's him, sure." "When you can spare the time from your other duties," Retief said, "take a look at Section Three, Paragraph One, of the Uniform Code. That spells out the law on confirmed space on vessels engaged in interplanetary commerce." One of the two wiped his nose on a sleeve, spat on his right palm, and stepped forward, then hesitated. At a table across the room, the Captain, now wearing a dress uniform and with his thin red hair neatly parted, sat with a table of male passengers.
 He hasn't been taking tourists, and no one knows what cargo he's bringing with him.
 He hasn't been taking tourists, and no one knows what cargo he's bringing with him.  Jorgenon's Worlds are frozen over, so it's strange that he makes runs to them.  He's working with Mr. Tony, and bringing cargo in and out without bringing along normal tourists.  He's bringing cargo to the Soetti to help with their plans.