Simon King's home is located on the bank of the Vizela River that passes through the city.

In addition to the beautiful scenery, the biggest feature here is that housing prices and prices are relatively cheap.

The small shop named "Forget Me Not" in front of him is where he eats every day.

Babara was not dissatisfied because of the simplicity of the place, but instead showed great interest in the decoration of the store.

While waiting for the meal, Babara took the initiative to talk about her plan.

Her brows were very excited, which made Simon King look forward to it very much.

"Actually, I used to be an actor and worked in Hollywood."

Simon King was not surprised. First, she had just said that she had been a star, and second, she was so beautiful, so she was indeed a good choice for a hostess.

"My plan is to have people follow Costa. What you have to do is to continue to arrange a fake tactic in the tactical meeting."

"anything else?"

Simon King didn’t fully understand it, especially the tracking part.

"No more."

"ah?"

Seeing Simon Jin's confused face, Babara felt that the other person was cute even more, so he smiled and said: "Okay, let me tell you in detail. Although he failed this time, I am sure that he will not stop.

"

"Wait a minute! How are you sure he won't stop? After all, with your help, we have already taken advantage of him once."

"This, of course, requires some tricks. For example, in tomorrow's training, you can attribute the reason for victory entirely to the performance of the players. Of course, how to make the players cooperate and not pursue this matter, indeed

It’s a problem. But I believe you can find a solution.”

Simon King scratched his head and said sheepishly: "Okay, even if we deceive him again, what happens next? What if the other team gets a notice from the Belen team and doesn't trust him?"

"No, the Kim Belen team will never tell this matter. Otherwise, their head coach will be fired immediately. This is a scandal!"

"Uh...that's right, so what?"

"So...since Costa can make the Belen team believe in him, then he will naturally have a way to make Aroka believe in him. And I dare to conclude that he must have found an intermediary businessman, because with his connections and resources

, it is absolutely impossible for the Belen team to believe it.”

"It seems to make sense."

Simon Jin looked at the other party with some excitement and praised: "You are so smart. I am far behind you in this aspect."

Babara smiled sweetly, her big bright eyes flashing, and she slowly took a sip of tea and said proudly: "If everything goes well, then tomorrow morning, there will be a team that specializes in candid photos of celebrities and sneak into us.

This beautiful city.”

Simon Jin frowned and said, "Who are they secretly filming? Is it you?"

Baba was so angry that he held his forehead in confusion and said: "Oh my God...Jin, aren't they here to secretly take photos of Costa?"

"Oh... holy shit! That's wonderful!"

Simon Jin suddenly understood and quickly picked up the teapot and gave the other party a refill.

Babara obviously enjoyed Simon King's care, he picked up the cup and said: "As a professional celebrity candid photography team, they will be more efficient than private detectives, and the results will be more guaranteed."

Ximen Jinxi said: "As long as you can film the conversation between him and the middleman, then your plan will be successful!"

"Of course, of course my plan will succeed."

"Then what?"

"Do you still need to ask? When you win the game, I will make everything he has done public. And I will also file a complaint with the Football Association in the name of the club to cancel his football qualifications."

"Ah? Will his professional qualifications be revoked? Is this... such a punishment too harsh?"

Simon King is not playing with the Virgin Mary's heart. The reason why he is willing to think about Costa is just because he loves football too much and subconsciously still regards Costa as a member of the team.

But Barba didn't think so. Her pretty face turned cold, her eyes were determined, and she said coldly: "Cruel? I just want to be cruel! I want everyone in the club to know that if anyone dares to offend or bully you again,

I will definitely make him pay the price."

Hearing these words, Ximen Jin felt so warm in his heart that he couldn't help but said gratefully: "Thank you, Babala."

However, Babara did not continue to speak, because she accidentally revealed the secret in her heart. At this time, she only felt hot all over her body, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

But soon, she discovered that Simon King didn't seem to hear what she was saying, because the guy had already started to take out his notebook and started thinking about "fake tactics" in it.

"Judging from Aroca's ranking, winning or losing has no impact on them, but they are home and this game is their gift to the fans."

"They like to play four-three-three short passes to control the ball. Although it's good to have a bus, but if they don't want to lose at home and adopt a conservative style of play, it will be troublesome."

"Or, I gave out false news, saying that we will launch a massive attack? No, no, then they will only be more careful... What should we do?"

Looking at Simon Jin who was mumbling to himself and seemed to be completely absorbed in his work, Babara quietly arranged his hair in an inadvertent way.

"Set up the bus...Set up the bus... Yes, I'll just let the two main players fake injuries! In this way, they have no reason to be conservative! Yes, there is nothing wrong with it, that's it."

Simon King wrote it very seriously, and Babara also read it very seriously.

Even though the shopkeeper brought the meal, they still did not stop until the clock tower on the riverside rang the bell to go home at ten o'clock.

"Oh my god! I..."

Looking at the cold food, Simon Jin's guilt could no longer be described in words. He looked into Babara's eyes with embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter. Even though it's cold, it's still delicious."

Babara smiled generously, picked up the fork and took a bite, then his face was filled with a smile that could not be disguised.

"I'm sorry...I...I...oh...I..."

Baaba stretched out his left hand, put his index finger on his mouth, as gentle as a deer, and said softly: "No need to apologize, eat now."

"But……"

"Huh? Do you want to go against Lafayette's will?"

They both laughed. The slightly cold river wind blew gently along the embankment, ruffling Wabala's long hair.

…

Early next morning.

Simon King was the first to arrive at the base as usual.

At this time, he already had a detailed plan.

And his most loyal soldiers, captain Marco Paul, Kiki, and Claude Mir, have also received his false injury notification.

However, in order to make this scene realistic, they chose to divide it into two days and go to the training ground to fake injuries.
Chapter completed!