The moon is dark and windy at night, when killing and setting fire, cough cough, when stealing test papers—

Roger covered his face and thought about it. He should change his vest. After all, there are times when he has a broken face. The vest is the safest.

I changed it directly to a non-register, which was cheap, and I didn't even need a silver game coin or a copper coin.

In the game system, the cheapest character skin is black, followed by yellow and white. If you want to pinch the face of a celebrity, it is more expensive. The fingerprints and pupils you want to pinch are the same as those of a real person, and gold coins are required.

There is no need to spend high-end vests that can be solved by a game copper coin. Moreover, black vests can still be invisible at night, so why not do it?

"Hehe, such a black vest, he can't even find me even if I stand in front of the security guard."

Roger sneer smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth, wearing black clothes, black pants, black shoes, and black vests.

Except for the white teeth on your body, you can't recognize someone else's care.

This school is an elementary school. Because New York is rich and incredible, and the primary school monks are too young and are not suitable for living in the school, there are no dormitory buildings here.

American primary schools usually have a 6-year system, while middle schools also have a 6-year system. The difference is that American middle schools only have two years of junior high schools, 7 and 8, and high schools are 9-10-11-12.

In the school, except for the two guards at the door, the rest of the place was quiet and there were no people, and there were no valuable things here, and there were usually no people coming in to steal.

The school's test papers were collectively stolen last time, which made the place popular for a while. Although there was no loss of property, the school still installed several surveillance monitors.

Roger came to the office last time with a familiarity, skillfully took out the master key, opened the drawer and looked for it.

What a guy, the thick stack of test papers is probably what naughty kid Jamie is going to take this time.

———

"Borno, Borno, come and take a look, it seems like a thief has come." Old Hei, who was sitting in the guard room, rubbed his eyes and looked at the surveillance camera.

"You've drunk too much, there are people there." Another old man came over and looked at the surveillance camera. It was pitch black, and there were people there.

"No, look, there is a black piece here, it seems that there is someone." Lao Hei pointed to an office, and the table was covered with a small piece of black.

"There is nothing valuable here. Could it be that the slutty kiln bastards come to steal the test papers? Hahaha."

"I'll go and see, you're here to watch, and call the police if the situation is wrong."

The doorman Lao Hei was quite responsible. He picked up the flashlight and walked towards the school office building.

Roger has taken away a test paper and restored the surrounding area to avoid leaving any traces. He wears black gloves on his hand to ensure that there is no fingerprint left.

As I walked out of the office happily, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

A Lao Hei, wearing a security suit, took a flashlight and looked around, and even the lights swept across Roger.

Just as Roger was thinking about whether to knock him out, the other party seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and walked back directly.

Roger: "………!?”

Love really can't find me? Are you also a hey person, so blind...

But it was a good thing that he could not find out that he was. Roger walked out of the school quickly and came to the corner of the wall. He jumped over the wall and happily completed the task of stealing the test paper.

———

It was early the next morning, when the sun got up, Roger discovered a serious problem.

That is, I can't seem to have done this test paper...

That’s right, the culture is different. I’m just a poor student before traveling through time, and I don’t understand English at all.

When I came to this world, I never went to school. I could understand and understand English, but I just did my homework...

Forget it, let's leave it to the professionals. Roger touched his chin and immediately had an idea.

The road in the early morning was particularly quiet. It was not the skyscrapers in the center of New York, so traffic jams were not particularly scary.

On the way back and forth, many elementary school monks were rushing to the school, some were riding bicycles, some were picked up by their parents, and some were poor children to go to the school alone.

Roger was looking for prey here, and his eyes lit up. There was a four-eyed naughty child who looked honest and had a very bullying face.

Four eyes represent more reading. In the era when there were no smartphones, children wearing glasses either watched more TV or read more books.

"Hey, you are you, Xiao Siyan, don't run away, I won't hit you."

Roger was so angry that he was so angry that why did this four-eyed naughty child run away when he saw him? Is he that scary?

He grabbed the other party's schoolbag and turned it to face him.

"I won't hit you, why are you running away-"

The naughty child said voluntarily, "If you chase me, I will naturally run away..."

"I won't hit you, I'll ask you, how are you studying."

"I'm the first in my grades..."

First, Roger's eyes lit up. He found the right one. Those who are honest and bullied are indeed academic masters.

Roger took out a test paper and patted it in front of him: "Come on, let's give you this. Don't let people discover it. I'll come to you to get it to you in the evening. How about a hundred yuan?"

One hundred yuan? The four-eyed child's eyes lit up. The tip is not low, so I took it.

"No problem, don't have to give me half an hour tonight and I can finish it, oh no, twenty minutes."

"Hmm? OK, you can finish writing in half an hour. I'll add an extra 100 for you."

"Okay, one word is certain." After saying that, the monk from Four-eyed Primary School stretched out his fist and touched Roger for a moment, and the contract was reached.

Twenty minutes later, the primary school monk proudly raised the test paper and raised it.

Roger reached out to grab it, and the other party hid it behind his back, rubbed his index finger and thumb. What a guy, he was a little bitch, he looked like he was bullied, and he had the courage to meet money.

However, Roger did not rely on the account of a primary school monk. He took out two banknotes and put them in his hands to complete the transaction.

The little brat took the banknote and was so happy that he jumped away. He suddenly folded it back halfway, took out a piece of paper and wrote a phone number and handed it to Roger.

"This is my phone number at home. If you want to do your homework or test paper next time, you can come to me and tell you secretly that I can do some test papers for the senior year."

Roger took the note, and only wrote the phone number without a name.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"My name is Peter-"

"Okay, a popular name." Roger shrugged and put the note in his pocket.

etc--

Peter? It’s not that naughty kid who likes to swing. In addition to swinging, he also likes to fill the city’s legacy protein in his hands.

When he finally appeared, he was aging abnormally and almost became an old man. With the transformation of the super spider gene, it is logical that he will not grow old for half a century.

It is obviously the consequence of excessive protein loss—
Chapter completed!