Back in the observation room, Chu River asked the people who were already speechless, "Does my plan work?"
Everyone’s face showed a complex expression.
God damn, this is simply inhuman!
Just a few simple questions—they were clearly one-sided narrations!
Where on earth did you get the data from?
Plus, you have such strong mimicking abilities, the last sentence sounded exactly like Tan Lang’s voice!
This is damn well a human weapon, or even more than that!
The team leader was so excited he almost wanted to ask her 108 questions to figure out what kind of ultimate skill this was.
Meanwhile, the leader frowned deeply and after hesitating for a long time, said, "But you are different genders, and it’s difficult to conceal obvious physical states in such an environment, right?"
Chu River adjusted her voice and gaze, and said icily at the moment, "As long as I’m strong enough, in there, I call the shots."
This kind of cold murderous intent!
This kind of undoubted confidence and the subtly repressed bad temper!
Chu River also began to laugh, returning to her usual carefree demeanor—
"I said, as long as I’m strong enough, I won’t be the one at a disadvantage."
"I’ll make a list and have logistics prepare it, and send it over as soon as possible. Facial structure disguise will take three hours, and then someone needs to take me to the airport—even though I made it clear before, I don’t actually know their secret base. So, I have to wait obediently at the airport for someone to pick me up."
Saying this, she stretched and turned to leave. For origınal chapters go to novel•fire.net
However, as she reached the door, she suddenly turned back—
"By the way, I’m not in the same system as the Narcotics Division now. Shouldn’t this be classified as confidential?"
"Fang Zhou shouldn’t know about my existence."
Just think, once Fang Zhou becomes her subordinate undercover, she could use her identity and the other’s urge to be convincing to pull off some normally tricky operations...
Everyone was instantly speechless.
Fang Zhou truly knew nothing.
He was still making final preparations here; the network in the neighboring province hadn’t been withdrawn yet, and he was short of a legitimate identity. At this moment, besides waiting patiently, there was no other way.
Instead, it was a rare leisure time at noon, and he didn’t forget to contact Chu River:
"How do you feel in the new place?"
Little He never stops wanting to stir things up, so if she stays idle for too long, she might just throw a fit.
But with the change of scenery, there should be a sense of novelty.
Chu River smiled contentedly:
"I feel great, really adaptive, and was given an important task as soon as I arrived—I’ll probably be so busy that I can’t keep in touch often."
Leaders: You’re lying, I’m not, clearly, it’s you who insisted on taking on the task; they definitely didn’t assign you any important task!
Fang Zhou was puzzled, but his expression softened with relaxation.
With things to do, Little He could be at peace for a while. To be honest, after he was transferred to the Narcotics Division, that round of bar inspections was enough to have the entire system secretly cursing.
How much overtime, though!
The corporate slaves were already suffocating.
"No big deal, I might enter a mission mode anytime soon, and communication might be interrupted."
Chu River responded with an "um" and then chuckled:
"Just in time, there’s a package of things on my dorm bedside, I initially wanted to hand them to you in person, but since I have a mission and no time to return, you go pick them up. I’ve left detailed usage instructions for you, should be useful for your undercover work."
As if the connection could be genuinely interrupted, wasn’t it just a mission? Everyone is on one. By then, she would be Tan Lang, and the role Fang Zhou chose was even a layer below...
She thought of the joy of stirring things in the future, and couldn’t help feeling even happier at the moment.
This secret operation clearly assigned Chu River at a higher level, at 3 p.m., everything was ready.
She shaved her hair, now sporting a short haircut like Tan Lang’s.
The facial structure also adjusted accordingly, making her look like a steady, reserved middle-aged man.
Especially the circular scar from the corner of the mouth to the chin. The team leader dared to pick at it with his hand for a long time, and though it seemed like it was about to bleed, he couldn’t peel it off.
Recently, Chu River knocked his hand away with a slap.
"Don’t be so clumsy."
The team leader shrank back immediately, daring not to respond to the words "clumsy"—he just remembered that the Tan Lang in front of him was a girl, and, moreover, the famous girlfriend of the prominent Narcotics Division captain next door.