What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 153-152- Undercover and gossip

For someone like Yousha Rose, who is already at the top of power, money and other things can no longer tempt her, so the only condition she proposed was to record her name in the credit book when she catches the sign of death in the future. .

"For fame?"

Yousha Rose nodded: "Because my own personality, behavior and style are not so lovable in the eyes of the public, so I need enough prestige and reputation, just like I ascended to the position of a saint by strength."

Gray said a long "Oh~": "I'm new here, so I may not know exactly what your character, behavior, and style are. Can you let me know more about it?"

For some reason, Gray didn't know why he brought the topic to this aspect. He just felt that the Yousha Rose in front of him was so beautiful, and thought...

Ask knowingly.

Youxia Rose has a very high emotional intelligence and immediately understood the implication of Gray's words.

Nowadays, who doesn’t know that she likes to have fun and is a womanizer?

She secretly calculated the benefits she could get from "making a good relationship" with him, and then looked at Gray's appearance - he was young and promising, handsome and rich, and he was from the Feather Clan.
After weighing the pros and cons, Yousha Rose agreed.

The two walked up to the second floor, hugged each other and opened the door...

If this job were left to ordinary paparazzi, they might be separated in the next second, but why do you call paparazzi now 47?

If you think about it carefully, there are several illogical things in this series of events.
Someone wants to trick her and Gray, or perhaps Gray is simply greedy for her body.

She could come up with these two reasons, but they have yet to be confirmed.

Looking back at Gray who had an afterthought expression on her face, she said hello casually and left the mansion, all in silence.

In the evening breeze, she got on the carriage and returned to her home, the palace dedicated to the Saint near the Saint's Palace, and called her cronies.

"Master, what are your orders?" A woman wearing clergy robes half-knelt in front of Yousha Rose.

"Go to this bar and spy on the new bartender. Report all her actions and observations to me. Be careful not to alert the enemy."

"As ordered."

As the source of everything, Yousha Rose immediately locked onto the bartender who gave her the information. If someone wanted to trick her, the source must be this bartender.

She is not stupid at all. If you want to use this method to frame her, it is best not to let her catch the fox's tail, otherwise Gaolu will give her a small meal of evaporation.

It was dark at this time.

Outside the villa where the Yu tribe lived temporarily, in an area no longer patrolled by guards, 47 and Touer reunited.

Seeing that 47 was intact, the caretaker was relieved and began to joke: "How about it, did they do anything?"

The hint was obvious as the child clapped his hands.

47 had almost no involvement in this aspect. After seeing this with his own eyes, his face turned red. He nodded a little shyly and shared the photos he took with his child to check the finished product.

The two people's heads were close together, and the pigeon hood crowded 47's little face.

According to Duomi's instructions, it is best to take a picture when they change positions. The evidence from multiple angles is more shocking.

47 did as he was told, and Gray and Yuxia Rose knew a lot of poses. A debauched saint and a feathered tribe, the originator of the Zuo Ai world, were a perfect match. This time alone, they took a lot of photos. A thick stack.

The child was full of praise when he saw it, and from time to time he heard exclamations of "Oh, oh!"

"Miss 47, are you interested in developing in this area? I think you will definitely become the best photographer in the industry!"

"Sorry, not interested..."

After checking, they got up and returned to the hotel. Afu, the bartender, also closed the back door of the shop after finishing the evening shift and also returned to the hotel.

After the three of them reunited, Afu wrote another letter overnight and sent it to the Glorious Women's Monastery, reporting to Domi that the operation was a success, and also brought a photo as evidence.

The next day, Afu, who had rested for most of the day, came to the bar again after dinner to start today's shift.

When she was changing into her employee uniform in the employee lounge, she suddenly discovered that there was a name on the originally unowned cabinet next to her cabinet.

"Is there a new person here..."

Just as she was guessing, the back door opened again, and a strange woman walked in, walked straight to the cabinet, took out her employee uniform, and looked at her work badge. She was a waiter, responsible for serving drinks to the guests.

When she saw Afu, she said hello in a lukewarm way, which seemed quite normal.

A woman in her late twenties named Monica, neither in figure nor appearance was very outstanding, so she was easily lost in the crowd.

"Hello Monica, my name is Becky, we will be colleagues from now on, please take care of me."

Afu uses a pseudonym given by Duomi, which is said to commemorate the name of a teacher who once gave him a lot of help.

"Well, please take care of me."

After that, the two worked the night shift together in the bar. During the period, it was quite normal and they got along well.

Since Youxia Rose didn't come tonight, Afton felt a lot more relaxed, mainly psychologically.

If you want to lie without blinking an eye, without blushing or with your heart beating, and in front of someone who is strong enough to hold you to death with one hand, the pressure is not ordinary.

But fortunately, there is no need to worry today.

After staying up for a while, it was time to sample. After cleaning up, Afu and Monica left the bar through the back door and separated at the intersection not far away.

Not long after Afu left, she met 47 and Toler in the alley, who seemed to have been waiting for a while.

"Who was that just now?" 47's sharp eyes immediately spotted a strange figure.

In order to ensure Afu's safety, Tory and 47 will be waiting here in the next few days after the operation begins to personally take Afu back to the base.

"My new colleague is now working as a waiter. What's wrong?"

I saw 47's eyes were very sharp, completely different from usual. Looking at her like this, Afu suddenly felt nervous.

"That person has a strong sense of counter-reconnaissance. There are calluses on her fingers. The distribution of the calluses does not look like they were caused by work. It should be because she has been practicing daggers for many years. Moreover, her way of walking is also disguised, trying her best to appear ordinary. Human, but the more you cover it up, the more obvious the flaws become..."

"She just arrived today?"

Af nodded.

"Afu, be careful with her. This person is most likely sent by Yousha Rose to monitor you."

She was startled when she heard this: "Why? Does she need to send someone to monitor me, a bartender?"

47 just shook her head. She knew nothing about the conspiracy field. These damaging tricks were usually thought up by her young master. "I don't know. You have to ask the young master about this."

Tuoer also expressed his thoughts:
"We just started taking action yesterday, and a new colleague came over today. Don't you think it's a bit too coincidental? Anyway, we have to guard against it, so just treat it as an imaginary enemy."

Af thought deeply and nodded repeatedly. After returning to the hotel, he also wrote this matter to Duomi, hoping that he could give some suggestions on this.

It was another early morning. After learning that Afu and the others would write to him to report intelligence, the second thing Duomi did every time he got up was to go to the mailbox in the guard room to get the letter.

This time she got back two more letters.

After getting the letter, you can just go to the classroom directly. Anyway, you are on your way and there will be no delay. It’s just a pity that Julia doesn’t have a partner to go to school with...

Morning, which was supposed to be a time for early reading in the previous life, can be used to rest and relax in the monastery. The little girls gathered in piles, chattering without knowing what they were talking about.

Duomi thought to himself that there were no celebrities in this world, so what other topics could lead to such exciting conversation?

So out of curiosity, he quietly pricked up his ears and tried to listen...

"Hey, have you heard that the general from the Feather Clan who just came is super handsome!"

"Me, me, me! I was there at the scene, and I really wanted to marry him directly!"

"Heretic! We all have to devote ourselves to the Holy See, how can we be wives?"

It turns out it was about Gray, so that’s okay, but the topic on the other side is another extreme.

"Aren't the Yu clan all scumbags? If you ask me, the wanted 'Omen of Death' is more handsome. Have you seen the picture on the wanted poster? It really pokes fun at me."

"I agree! Those who like the Yu Clan are heretics!"

"But he's wearing a mask...how do you know if he's handsome or not?"

"By feeling!"

It turns out that my fame is already so famous...Haha, it's really surprising and secretly gratifying.

He retracted his attention with a smile on his face, and then tore open the envelope, wanting to see what good news Afu and the others would bring him.

As a result, he was shocked when he opened the first letter. Although it really brought him good news, the accompanying photos were really unnecessary.

He quickly stuffed the photo back and glanced around in a panic. He was relieved when no one noticed anything strange about him.

If someone discovers that you are secretly looking at pornographic photos, your reputation will be ruined on the spot...

Then he opened another letter. After reading this letter, Duomi was so deep in thought that he didn't even notice when the class teacher came, and just finished two classes absent-mindedly.

Finally, under the pressure of the prayer class, he finally had an epiphany and immediately started writing.

Not only will the undercover agent sent by Yosha Rose not pose a threat to their plan, but it can actually be used!
So based on the current situation, he wrote an [-]-word "Utilization Plan" in an eloquent manner, striving to make the most of Monica's undercover agent until no more money could be shed!
I took a chance during my lunch break to mail the letter and then just wait and see what happens.

Now that the plan has been implemented, Domi is very confident in the execution ability of his teammates. At least he doesn't have to sneak out of the monastery to take action himself, so that he can continue to focus on Jie Fu'er.

The two were almost inseparable in the monastery, and Duomi followed Jiefuer wherever she went.

No, as I walked, I discovered new people who could be influenced.

A nun, also a first-year nun, was sitting alone on a bench in the garden, feeling very sad.

Duomi immediately asked Jiefuer to go over and find out.

Seeing that the visitors were Jie Fu'er and Duomi, a flash of envy and shame flashed in the girl's eyes. After some "announcement of friendship", the girl began to reveal her true feelings.

"Maybe... I'm not worthy of serving the gods. Two prayer classes have passed. Everyone can feel the presence of the gods to a greater or lesser extent. I am the only one who has learned nothing."

"The gods have probably abandoned me..."

"Then what are you going to do next?" Duomi asked from this perspective, providing intelligence and entry points for Jiefuer's operation.

The girl looked reluctantly at the beautiful environment of the monastery. This was the place she had dreamed of, so how could she let go and leave so easily:
"I don't want to leave, but if I can't become a nun serving God, I have to leave. After my parents heard about it, they have introduced me to a job as a pastry chef apprentice in a cake shop. Maybe I will leave in a few days..." The girl Tears in my eyes.

The moment the time came, Jiefuer immediately launched an offensive;

"Why are you so sure that all your classmates have succeeded?"

"What do you mean?" The girl looked up at Jie Fu'er in confusion.

"Maybe they didn't succeed either, and they just lied deliberately to fit in with everyone? Only you told it honestly, so you became the only one who failed."

"It's only been two lessons, how can a normal person learn it so quickly? Don't belittle yourself."

"In fact, God likes honest children the most. As long as you stick to your ideals and beliefs, you will definitely succeed earlier than them! God told me this in my prayer the day before yesterday."

"Really?" She had stopped flowing tears at this moment. Obviously, Jiefu'er's words had an effect.

"Really! I communicated directly with God that day, and He told me that he likes honest children the most, because their beliefs are extremely pure and without impurities, and they are many times better than those who lie!"

Jie Fu'er put her arms around the girl's shoulders and encouraged her fiercely: "You must believe in yourself!"

These words seemed to hit the heart of the lost girl, and like clouds and mist, she found the direction of her efforts again.

"I figured it out! Thank you both!"

Watching the girl leave full of energy, Jiefuer's face took the initiative to smile for the first time and said to Duomi:

"Sir, this feeling is indeed quite good."

"Then keep it up."

Duomi looked at Jie Fu'er. This magical little girl seemed to always bring surprises to him, but she also acted like an immature child. Duomi felt that he was a father and had raised a weird girl. The daughter of the movie queen...

In fact, the nun in charge of this girl has noticed something strange about her.

Seeing her standing here alone, I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to enlighten her, but I didn't expect to be intercepted by Jiefu'er and Duomi. But as long as the result is good, who can do it?

And she also understood through this incident that the two children, Jie Fuer and Froletis, were really kind-hearted.

"This is what a nun who serves the gods should look like. No, I have to tell others about this..."

In this way, they inadvertently created a wave of presence and favorability among the class teachers.

(End of this chapter)