I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

Chen Zheng's lips curled up slightly.

The problem is coming.

For a large family like the Zong family, if they need to buy medicinal herbs, they can simply find a large medicinal herb distribution center in the southwest, where it's cheap, plentiful, and convenient.

Why would someone go to some backwater county town, find a third-rate herbal medicine shop, and receive a fixed monthly payment for five years?

The only reasonable explanation is that the money was definitely not used for ordinary medicinal herb purchases.

Although the main family had silenced the members of the Cloud Club, they had also handed over their research data.

However, the supply channels for raw materials cannot be completely cleared up overnight.

The Wei family's underhanded tactics at the very bottom were either too late to be dealt with, or they never even considered that they needed to be dealt with.

After all, in his eyes, who would pay attention to a small, out-of-the-way herbal medicine shop?

But Chen Zheng noticed it.

"Help me find out the location of the Wei family, their transportation routes, and a detailed background of Wei Chongde."

"I want to go there myself."

He quickly scribbled it down on the keyboard.

But then she remembered something and hesitated for a moment.

"Instructor, the Zong family is on high alert right now. If you go there alone, what if..."

"Who said I'm going alone?"

Chen Zheng took two steps toward the door, then suddenly stopped.

"Tell Yao Yao to come find me by the playground this evening."

The keyboard paused for a moment.

"Yaoyao?"

"Why are you taking her there?"

Chen Zheng then left without turning his head and said a sentence.

Don't ask.

……

Beside the playground.

Yao Yao was squatting under the horizontal bar, with the red scarf on her knees, and was sewing a button with her head down.

The scarf was knitted by my mother, and she has been wearing it for the past few days.

The button on her shirt fell off during training a couple of days ago, so she borrowed a needle and thread from Song Jia.

As a result, the needle couldn't even get through the eye of the needle after trying for half a day.

Yao Yao bit her lower lip, licked the thread until it was wet, squinted at the needle hole, and poked it several more times with her finger, but it all went crooked.

"...Ugh."

She put the needle and thread on her lap, looking utterly dejected.

She's not afraid to fight grandmasters, and she's always the first to charge into enemy camps.

But threading a needle was really difficult for her.

Just then, a pair of military boots came into her view.

Then, there was the bottom of a stainless steel thermos.

Chen Zheng, holding a cup, squatted down next to her and got straight to the point.

"Come out with me tomorrow."

Yao Yao tensed up instantly.

Last time I went out with the instructor, I was taken directly to the Cloud Club and almost went crazy from hallucinogenic drugs.

"Where are you going? What are you doing?" She took a half-step back warily, clutching her scarf with both hands. "Are you going to fight again?"

"No fighting," Chen Zheng shook his head. "Go act."

Yao Yao tilted her head, her face full of question marks.

"acting?"

"What play?"

Chen Zheng briefly explained the situation.

She was assigned to impersonate the eldest daughter of the main family and inspect a small subordinate family of the main family, while he was responsible for accompanying her as a bodyguard.

After hearing this, Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, and then the expression on her face became complicated.

Let her impersonate the eldest daughter of the main family?

She didn't need to pretend at all; she was who she was.

Although she was the kind of pampered young lady who was thrown into a corner and left to be left to gather dust.

But that's not right.

Using their status as members of the main family to harm their own people?

She lowered her head and remained silent for a long while.

Chen Zheng didn't urge him, and just squatted down next to him.

Nearly a minute later, Yao Yao folded the scarf neatly, carefully tucked it into her bosom, and then whispered.

"Instructor, may I ask something?"

"Is this trip to find evidence that can kill the main family?"

Chen Zheng did not deny it and nodded.

Yao Yao bit her lip and thought for a long time.

Putting aside her own mother, even the Grand Elder at the Cloud Club last time treated her quite well.

Finally, she took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked at Chen Zheng.

"I'll go."

"But instructor, you promised me one thing..."

Chen Zheng didn't listen to her finish speaking at all, and directly raised his hand and pressed it on her little head.

"You just need to put on a good show; I'll handle the rest."

Yao Yao's lips drooped.

"You're just giving me the runaround again..."

He muttered something, but still nodded.

Chen Zheng withdrew his hand, then carried the thermos towards the communications room.

Yao Yao's voice came from behind me.

"Instructor!"

"Um...should I dress up a bit for tomorrow?"

Chen Zheng didn't even turn his head.

"Just dress like a rich person."

"...I don't have rich people's clothes."

"The keyboard will take care of it for you."

Yao Yao stood there holding her scarf, feeling that something was not quite right.

Keyboard sorted?

Based on the keyboard's understanding of fashion, it probably only stays at the level of "wearing clothes" and "not wearing clothes".

Let her choose clothes for herself?

……

Communications room.

When Chen Zheng walked in, Jian Ji was hunched over the table, browsing Taobao.

"Forge two documents." Chen Zheng placed the thermos next to her computer. "One is an internal inspection order in the style of the Zong family, and the other is Yao Yao's temporary identity certificate."

Keyboard pushed up his glasses.

"I saved a template of the Zong family's official document format when I hacked into their internal network before, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

"As for the seal... I'll Photoshop one on; I guarantee it won't be noticeable to the naked eye."

As she spoke, her fingers began to fly across the keyboard.

Less than forty minutes later, two documents, so well-made they were indistinguishable from the real thing, came out of the printer.

The ancient-style headboard bears a handwritten name, and a bright red clan seal is stamped in the lower right corner.

He picked up the keyboard, looked at it, and nodded in satisfaction.

"With my skills, if I were to make fake documents, I'd make a fortune."

Chen Zheng glanced at it, and after confirming that there were no problems, he put it into the file bag.

After finishing his work on the keyboard, he couldn't help but say something.

"Instructor, Yao Yao told me about it, but can she really play the role of a rich girl well? Her personality..."

Chen Zheng shook his head: "You've seen her when she's crazy. When that girl gets fierce, she's much scarier than any rich heiress."

Keyboard pushed up his glasses, recalling that time in the primeval jungle.

Yao Yao was pounced on by the wolf and knocked to the ground. She flipped over and mounted the wolf, opening her mouth to bite its ear while simultaneously hammering the wolf's head with a stone.

That image still lingers in her mind.

Thinking this, the keyboard silently nodded.

"It does seem...quite scary."

The following morning.

A black minivan was driving on a winding mountain road in the southwest.

The car was obtained by Jianban from a local car rental company, and the license plate belongs to a government agency in the provincial capital. An Jianjun helped him get it.

Chen Zheng drove his car, wearing sunglasses and a suit; today he was playing the role of a bodyguard for a prominent family.

Yao Yao, sitting in the back row, wasn't so relaxed.

Because the keyboard's aesthetic was too abstract, in the end, Mulan's team worked together to have a set of elegant lady's attire custom-made for her at the offline market.

She wore a light gray, modified cheongsam with high heels, and her hair was styled up with a hairpin by An Ran.

With the help of Song Jia and Jiang Nan, two real heiresses, her face was also given exquisite makeup.

From a distance, she does indeed have the air of a daughter from a prominent family.

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