As soon as the undercover agent opened his mouth, he recognized the other party with the help of the cat toy, and Yun Jian was overjoyed.
He was still thinking about how to get close to him. It would be best if he could chat with him alone for a few minutes, and then pretend to casually reveal his weakness related to the mirror when the time was right. Unexpectedly, this person gave him a perfect reason.
How could the Cat God not like cats!
If you like cats, you are good friends! How reasonable!
Facing the curious gaze of Buou Maomao and the fierce looks of other fanatics, the undercover agent curved his lips and said, "Two of them were brought back from the cattery. They were only two months old when they first came home, and now they are more than four years old. The other five are kittens whose mothers disappeared on the street near my home. I found them on a rainy day more than half a year ago."
He always maintained a respectful but not flattering attitude, and seemed to be in control of himself. The fanatics who had been gritting their teeth and resenting him for taking the lead all looked at him sideways, and had a new understanding of this colleague who had just joined the sect.
"It turns out that spies can be so arrogant," Yun Jian said to the cat toy in surprise, "I always thought that undercover agents were the kind who were usually very inconspicuous and secretly gathered intelligence in private."
[The more conspicuous the undercover is, the harder it is to be discovered. This is called reverse thinking. Who would have thought that someone who is so active in contributing to the organization is an undercover.]
Cat Toy had just learned a few new words from the book "An Actor's Self-cultivation" yesterday, and now they came in handy. He laughed proudly.
[The waiter brings the wine glass. Come on, it's your chance!]
...
...
Not far away, a waiter in a tuxedo held up a tray and brought a wine glass filled with red wine. The glass was as clear as crystal, and the star-shaped light from the arched ceiling swayed, vaguely reflecting the objects in front of it.
The image is not very clear, but it can be used as a mirror, and it can also avoid the danger of overacting and causing everyone present to see one's weaknesses.
Yun Jian, who was enthusiastically discussing with the undercover agent whether cow cats needed ink when they were born, suddenly smiled.
The envious and jealous fanatics nearby were shot by an arrow and felt annoyed and depressed.
It's over! The position of God's servant is bound to be taken away by a bastard who raises cats!
Seeing the wine glass getting closer and closer to him, it was the crucial moment that needed to test his acting skills. Yun Jian nervously took a bite of the chocolate he had been holding in his hand, took a deep breath, and was about to start, when he suddenly froze.
My stomach was churning, as if the pigeons and crows had agreed to sing a duet, and even my small intestine was entangled and shouting "cuckoo, quack, quack".
He had to clench his teeth hard to prevent the expression of pain from showing on his face.
[What's wrong? ]
The cat toy is in tune with him and is the first to notice if something is wrong.
"My stomach hurts," Yun Jian gasped, even the voice transmitted by his mental power was trembling, "It's over, could it be that I was drugged by an undercover agent from another sect?"
Cat Toy suddenly panicked.
Without caring about saving energy, it used the power of the Cat God as a guide to urge Yun Jian's own mental power to circulate in the body of the Ragdoll Cat. It was also muttering the words that the God of Light was said to say unconsciously in his sleep every day. It used the God of Light's mumbling in his sleep to dispel the negative state attached by the super power.
A few seconds later.
The boiling mental energy calmed down.
Yun Jian had endured the pain to the extreme, his mind was a mess, and he even started discussing with the undercover agent the "feel of different cat litters on the claws", a topic that even the bystanders found subtle.
"Have you finished checking? What kind of poison is it?" He asked fearfully in his mind, "Severe Throat Injury? Smiling Four-Step Dian? It can't be the kind of terrible poison that can burn through the belly!"
[…No. None of them.]
Cat Toy paused.
[You ate too much.]
Yun Jian: “Huh?!”
[Ragdoll cats have very bad stomachs, and are even said to have glass stomachs. Uh... you may have eaten too much ice cream cake just now.]
Yun Jian: "Ah?!"
[So in your previous planABCD, do you have any solution for stomachache caused by eating too much ice cream at the party?]
Yun Jian: “…”
Of course this is impossible.
But he had put so much thought in advance and was finally ready to reap the fruits of victory. It would be ridiculous if he failed just because he ate too many ice cream cakes!
Fortunately, at least it wasn't poison, so he didn't panic. He dug his nails into his palms, using the pain in his hands to divert his attention. Then he picked up the high-heeled wine glass that the waiter placed on the table, but didn't drink it. Instead, he stared at his reflection in the glass for a long time.
The undercover agent was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized that Ragdoll Cat wasn't listening and asked cautiously, "Master Bu Ou?"
He called out four or five times before the ragdoll cat came back to its senses. It covered its lips and coughed twice, a look of sadness and resentment flashing across its face.
"I'm tired," he looked at the fanatics behind him, expressionless, "Let's go back."
The fanatics hurriedly pushed his wheelchair to the room where the space shuttle was installed. The originally noisy hall became quiet. The fanatics knelt down and kowtowed, watching the ragdoll cat walk away.
No one believed that what He said was true, they all thought that the gods had seen enough of the excitement and began to find the banquet boring. A few people who were brave enough to keep watching the expressions of the puppet cats vaguely realized that something was wrong, but most of them did not think too much about it. Some even thought that the undercover agent who was favored by Buo throughout the banquet had angered Him, and looked at the undercover agent with a gloating expression.
The undercover ignored these people. He frowned slightly and looked in the direction where the ragdoll cat left, as if thinking about something.
The cat toy, who was in charge of observing the situation, jumped up and down with joy.
[It works! Judging from the undercover's expression, he must have guessed it!]
Yun Jian was in no mood to be happy with it now. When the fanatic pushed him respectfully into the bedroom, he closed the door, moved his ears, and did not bother to think about what to do if there was a hidden camera installed in the bedroom. He turned into a ragdoll cat and slipped out of the window quietly.
Then his foot slipped and he fell into the garden with a plop.
"It's not my problem, it's that the hair around my feet is too long and I haven't trimmed it," the ragdoll cat meowed depressedly, "I'm a miserable ragdoll cat, and I don't even have an owner to help me trim my hair."
By the time Ragdoll Cat quietly crawled along the wall back to the bedroom on the second floor, the priest was already waiting at the door of the room. Fortunately, the complicated etiquette of audience with gods created by the Super Power Sect prevented him from going in directly. Instead, he knelt at the door and loudly reported to Ragdoll Cat about the recent achievements of the Cat God Sect.
Captured more than ten people who were offered as sacrifices, cursed more than two hundred blasphemers who didn't like cats, and destroyed three dog kennels in Sufang City...
Yun Jian listened for a while with his cat ears erect. After solving his personal problem, his happy mood was suppressed again.
"We have to speed up," he said to the cat toy, "this group of fanatics are harming people everywhere under the banner of the Cat God."
Capturing sacrifices and cursing blasphemers are considered basic operations of the superpower sect, but why would they have the leisure to destroy the kennels?
[Is this considered vicious competition? Destroying kennels to make cats more popular.]
Cat Toy didn't understand the meaning of destroying the kennel. He thought it was just a boring but harmless thing like collapsing the dog's bed, and was listening to the fun happily.
Yun Jian sighed and didn't explain to it. He tapped the wheelchair with his fingertips. After a moment, he asked the priest to come in.
"Lord Bo'o," the priest walked in timidly and cautiously, "Are you satisfied with the banquet organized by your humble and loyal servant?"
Although they were very interested at the beginning, they suddenly left in the middle of the banquet. Many fanatics were worried that they had done something wrong and angered the gods.
Yun Jian lowered his eyes, his face was indifferent, and his tone was not angry, but more like he was watching the fun, with a sense of mockery from a distance: "A banquet attended by all the fanatics? Seven or eight out of ten have sneaky intentions, and five or six out of ten have weak faith. His spies and undercovers can be seen everywhere, and it is rare to find one with a pure mind, and he is actually a newcomer who has just joined the sect recently. I heard that the sect has been in charge of you in recent years?"
The priest's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
Watching him retreat with a pale face, Yun Jian looked at the fruit plate in front of him with various fresh vegetable and fruit candies, stared at it for a moment, then stretched out a finger and pushed it away.
[How do you know there are so many undercover agents in this crappy sect?]
Cat Toy asked in confusion.
[What if the priest goes back to investigate and finds that there is no such thing at all? Wouldn’t you be exposed? Also, what if he finds out the real undercover agent of the Twenty-Eight Mansions?]
"No," Yun Jian said firmly, "People with sneaky hearts and weak faith definitely make up the majority of the superpower sects."
Anyone who joins this kind of evil sect is certainly brainwashed by various doctrines, but they also have ulterior motives, such as greed for fame and fortune, or to gain super powers, or some just enjoy the pleasure of treating ordinary people as ants and creating fear everywhere.
The so-called fanatics, the word "crazy" comes first, in the final analysis they are just using the name of gods to satisfy their own desires.
Otherwise, there are so many superpower sects in Sufang City, why do most of them believe in evil gods, gods of death, evil spirits, and gods in heaven - even the unconventional teacup god, noodle god, and mosquito god have a few believers, but not a single one believes in the God of Light - this group of desperate guys also know their own weight. If the God of Light was really resurrected, the first thing He would do would probably be to push them all into the afterlife pool and change their species to live again in the next life.
[That’s right! The reputation of cats has been ruined by these bastards!]
Cat Toys couldn't agree more.
"Besides, I won't give him any more time to check for undercover agents," Yun Jian clenched his fists. "Tonight, let the tabby cat confirm whether the Twenty-Eight Mansions have received any information about my weaknesses. Then, we can work together inside and outside to take down this sect that should have been annihilated long ago!"
[Meow! I got it in one fell swoop!]
…
When Cat Toy saw the undercover's expression at the banquet, he was certain that he had discovered Yun Jian's weakness.
This smart and courageous guy will definitely be able to grasp the most valuable details in the conversation and analyze them into effective information.
Sure enough, that night, when Li Hua came close to Tang Aibai and sighed for the third time about the arrogance of the Cat God Sect, Tang Aibai finally spoke helplessly: "Okay, don't be like this, the Twenty-Eight Mansions will soon be dispatched to wipe out the Cat God Sect."
Li Hua said exaggeratedly: "Really? Why?"
Tang Aibai: “…”
Tang Aibai held his forehead with his hand: "Don't make trouble, I clearly told you before, as long as we can find the weakness of the Cat God, we have the confidence to defeat Him."
Li Hua couldn't wait to ask: "Have you found it?"
A smile appeared on Tang Aibai's face.
"The news just came back this morning. Our undercover agents ambushing in the Cat God Cult discovered His weakness—"
"--chocolate."
Yun Jian: "Ah?!"
It's obviously a mirror! What the hell is chocolate?
This weakness is not handsome at all!
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I'm too tired today, so I'll only update one chapter. I'll update twice a day tomorrow.
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-07-31 21:45:08～2022-08-01 14:33:06~
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