Long Aotian, who is in the third grade of primary school

"Master, this is the 'camouflage form' that was transformed in order to protect you"

Mao Maochong spit out words, and said respectfully: "In this way, even if an outsider sees it, the other party won't make such a fuss that they want to take me away from you."

"Emmm, although your kindness makes me very happy, it's hard to say, you are so cute, but you will make a bunch of people want to take you home and raise them."

Chen An stretched out his hand happily, and while stroking Dilu Beast's extremely soft hair, he asked casually: "Also, why do you think I need protection now? Could it be that you sensed the danger that you must come forward? ?"

"Master, you are an undercover agent sent by the decent party, right?"

"Ah."

"And now you are performing the task that the villain sent you with a sense of testing, right?"

"correct."

"The content of the mission is that the villain asked you to buy white powder from their suppliers with money from the organization, right?"

"Correct...but also weird."

Chen An murmured thoughtfully, because it was so weird, he turned his attention to the 'huge sum' of 50 yuan in cash in his hand.

This does not seem like a lot of 50 yuan, which is already a huge sum of money for elementary school students. In this era, everyone generally has no pocket money, and not all parents will give their children a certain amount of pocket money every week. Money, so for elementary school students, he has a huge sum of money second only to one hundred yuan. Just buying something can make him the prettiest kid in the class.

Letting myself do business with such a large sum of money at ease, is it sure that I will not betray, or does it mean to test myself with money?

But if you use it to test yourself, you might underestimate him too much. Which elementary school student can't stand the test of a mere 50 yuan?

Just as Chen An was teasing Dilu Beast, while diverting his thinking and thinking about what there is and what is not, to kill the boredom caused by time...

"The object of the transaction is you, right?"

An obviously guilty voice sounded from the other side of the alley.

People are coming!

Chen An cheered up quickly, and he looked around, but the alley was so dark that even with his eyesight, he could only vaguely see the outline of a figure.

Moreover, the other party looked extremely alert, as if he would run away as soon as he was a little frightened,

"It's me, Black Eden is right."

Chen An tossed the banknotes in his hand up and down with one hand: "Here is my money, where is the goods I want?"

"I brought the goods."

The figure patted the big bag in his arms and made a slapping sound: "Then pay with one hand, hand in the other... wait! Who are you? Why aren't you the same person on the street as before?!"

Hearing the flustered voice of the shadow for some reason, Chen An scratched his head and said, "Is it so unacceptable to change people? This is not a shady business. I will give you money, and you will give me fans. Everyone will get their own money." Get what you need and get it over with, I have to be home before dinner."

"My milk tea powder is not ordinary milk tea powder!"

The voice of the figure trembled and said: "I can't sell it to people of unknown origin. If you want my goods, you must first prove that you are from Black Eden, so that I will give you the goods, otherwise there will be no discussion! "

"Uh...Dr moster didn't give me anything to prove my identity."

Chen An gripped the banknotes with some trouble: "How do you want me to prove it?"

"It's very simple, just check the code! I will say the first half of the sentence and you will say the next sentence."

The figure took a deep breath and said, "Your childhood, my childhood—what's the next sentence?"

"Um, Dr moster didn't give me a password, but..."

Chen An scratched the back of his head, looking helplessly at the figure who was waiting for his next sentence.

Is it really okay to use this kind of song that is not only well-known, but almost well-known as a code?It will be worn out soon.

"The next line of the lyrics is 'It seems to be the same' in a family with children, right?"

Chen An said with certainty.

"Wrong! Big mistake!"

The figure repeatedly shook his head and said, "Then you are not from Black Eden! There is an inner ghost! I want to suspend this transaction!"

"Slow down!"

Looking at the figures retreating step by step, Chen An, who was a little dazed, said dumbfounded: "Where did I go wrong, your childhood and my childhood's next sentence is not 'seems to be the same', what would it be?"

"The correct code is—"

The figure took a deep breath and then 'sang': "It seems that they are all the same?"

"Eh? Eh? Huh?"

A lot of words poured into his throat, but he didn't know what to say. Chen An could only look at the figure in embarrassment and said, "Is it because I didn't sing it out, so it counts as a wrong answer?"

"That's right! Unfortunately, the transaction has been cancelled."

After speaking, the figure turned and left with the big bag in his arms, but he didn't see Chen An whose face darkened the moment he turned around.

Can't let the other party go!

This is the first errand assigned to me by Dr Moster. If I am an undercover agent who can't even complete this first errand, how can I gain the trust of the other party, and how can I use the convenience of this identity to steal the details of Black Eden? Woolen cloth?

'click'

The loud voice made the figure who was striding away stiffly stop in place. He was too familiar with this voice.

"Just stop, turn around, and give me the goods! Hurry up!"

Holding the Desert Eagle tightly with both hands, Chen An, who closed one eye and aimed at the figure in front of him, raised his voice and commanded sharply.

"Don't... don't shoot...your own people."

The figure raised his hands in fear, and said in fear: "Don't shoot! This thing really hurts when you hit someone! I was beaten and cried last time."

"If you cooperate honestly, how can I shoot?"

Chen An snorted coldly: "Throw the goods over here, it's best not to spill them."

The figure cowering in front of the muzzle of the gun hurriedly threw the big bag in front of Chen An, and he caught it with one hand.

"The goods, the goods are all given to you, the money...can you give it to me?"

"Wait!"

With the gun in his right hand, Chen An continued to aim at the figure, and with the other left hand, he opened the bag clumsily: "Whether you can get the money, I have to inspect the goods first."

As he spoke, he pierced the packaging bag with his index finger, pinched some powder and applied it on the back of his hand, then lowered his head and sucked it hard, the next moment his expression changed, he stood up and approached the figure with a gun.

"Why is it vanilla-flavored milk tea powder? What we want is chocolate flavor! Are you kidding us?!"

"No! No!"

The figure frantically waved his hands and said, "Our chocolate-flavored milk tea powder is all sold out, and only these vanilla powders are left... Can't you let it go? I will definitely bring chocolate flavored ones tomorrow."

"Ok?"

Looking at the immature face in front of him, Chen An frowned and said: "It looks like you are only in the third grade, tell me! Did you steal the goods from home and sell them?"

"No no no!"

The third-grade elementary school student shook his head in a panic: "I just have a channel to get the milk tea powder at the cost price. I didn't steal it! I really didn't steal it!"

"You better not!"

After snorting coldly, Chen An frowned and said, "What's the cost price of these milk tea powder?"

The elementary school student who was completely intimidated obediently confessed: "40 yuan."

Chen An took back five banknotes from the banknotes given by Dr Moster, and threw 40 yuan to the pupil in front of him.

"Because of your cunning, you won't earn a dime today. Next time, remember not to do this to us Black Eden!"

The primary school student nodded repeatedly, and after Chen An put away the Desert Eagle, he turned and ran away in fright.

"Mastr, I came here to protect you."

Dilu Beast asked weakly: "But just now, your appearance...a little scared me."

"Huh? As a spy, is there anything wrong with me playing a qualified villain?"

Chen An looked puzzled at the cat on his shoulder.

"It's too much! People are frightened by you."

Tailu Beast has no choice but to withdraw into the divine plan, the one who needs to be protected is clearly the Master's enemy.

"Is it too hot?"

Chen An blinked, thinking about the scene where he used a gun to force him, sucked milk tea powder with his nose, and bought and sold by force...

Uh, my 'undercover' seems to be a little too much.

Chapter 107 The True Identity of Doctor Monster

In the supernatural function research institute, three people from the Good Friends Alliance were sitting together. Among them, Heixia put on a sad face and looked restless, which made the two companions a little confused.

In the end, the Hei Xia who couldn't sit still kept walking back and forth in the middle of the classroom, his extremely anxious anxiety was fully expressed on that little face.

"That black man...you've been running away for about ten minutes, are you sure you don't need to take a break?"

Luli looked puzzled at the Hei Xia who was planning to go on a rampage.

"Rest? How can I rest in peace!"

Heixia bit his lip, with a look of anxiety on his face: "Our teammate, the Dark Lord lurked in Black Eden without telling us, and helped us dig out important information. What if something happens to him?"

"What can happen?"

Luli blinked in confusion: "After all, Black Eden is nothing more than a group of elementary school students gathered together. What can they do to Chen... the Dark Lord?"

Speaking of this, Luli nodded vigorously, her eyes revealed a little longing, different from herself, Chen An's strength, but even Grandpa Gandalf recognized it very much.

"Naive! So naive! You don't know anything about how cruel elementary school kids can be!"

Heixia clenched his fists, and asked with a trembling voice, "Have you ever seen an elementary school student who is eager to help ants?"

Luli shook her head in a daze: "I have never seen a primary school student who is enthusiastic about helping ants. I am an elementary school student who is enthusiastic about replenishing water for the ants even though the ant nest is flooded with water. I've seen it so many times."

"It's nothing to help the ants replenish water, what's even more excessive is the elementary school student who helps the ants replenish their rations..."

Heixia paused and said: "In the weeds near our school, there are not only ant nests, but also green crickets. The elementary school students nearby will occasionally use props to catch those crickets, and then use the most cruel methods to catch them. , play with crickets to death!"

"Uh, aren't we talking about elementary school students who are eager to help ants?"

Luli asked in confusion.

"That's right, they caught those crickets to give rations to the ants."

Heixia said with a trembling voice: "They threw the crickets into the ant nest and ignored them, because the crickets that were sent to the ant nest had no time to escape. After a while, the poor cricket was covered with dense ants, and then these The elementary school students just squatted down, high above the ground, laughing and laughing watching the crickets jumping up and down under the attack of the ants, struggling to death to make fun of it.”

"how can that be……"

Some frightened Luli asked with a guilty conscience: "How could human beings do such cruel things?"

"If these elementary school students know that they are doing cruel things, then it's okay..."

Heixia clenched his fists and said: "The problem is! They don't even know how to write the word cruel! It's like they can madly fill a water gun with ketchup and then pull the trigger at my dad!"

Pava on the side tilted his head slightly. If he remembered correctly, it was Hei Xia who pulled the trigger on Uncle Wang, right? Did Hei Xia remember correctly?

But this kind of trivial matter doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is the Dark Lord!

Pava was troubled, what would happen if the undercover Dark Lord was exposed and then picked up by elementary school students and thrown into the ant nest.

The three elementary school students were extremely worried.

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After getting back the milk tea powder from the third grader who wanted to play tricks, Chen An met Dr Moster again under the leadership of La La, and delivered the mission props milk tea powder and the remaining ten yuan together.

Facing the unexpected harvest of saving ten yuan, Dr moster nodded very satisfied: "When I first saw you, I vaguely felt your great potential, but I didn't expect you to be able to To achieve this level, really! You really completely exceeded my expectations, blah blah blah!"

The girl with the helmet clapped her hands happily.

"It's no surprise."

Chen An scratched his head in confusion and said, "Didn't you just complete the task with only 40 yuan? It's normal."

"Even if it's just like this, you have already surpassed my three hundred subordinates. You are simply a primary school student among primary school students!"

Dr Moster nodded happily.

"A primary school student among primary school students, isn't that still a primary school student?"