Among them, the "tracking" task is to send someone to track Zheng Qing and confirm his usual activity trajectory - this is what Party A clearly requires; and the "close" adoption is the previous proposal of the Persian cat, allowing a beautiful cute girl to approach and hook up with Zheng Qing, one as a backup plan for collecting blood and hair, and the other is also to check for Member Su.
Black Cat felt that a few devils were seriously proposing to "glect" the members of the Moonless Parliament in the conference room, and interpreting it from any angle is a very funny thing.
But this kind of thing really happened.
There are also two tasks: "side" and "buy". The first one is to send people to approach Zheng Qing's friends to understand the target hobbies and habits through the side, and provide intelligence support for other tasks and actions; the latter one is to buy biological information related to Zheng Qing through other three channels, such as Wandering Bar, School Taskbar, Flea Market, etc., which can be regarded as the third backup plan for the devils.
Lucifer, who made this suggestion, made an appropriate analogy: "The eyes of normal people are in front, so it is easy for everyone to find attacks from the front. This is our opportunity. Because when you focus on the front, you have a high probability of ignoring your back."
"You said too, this trick deals with normal people." Belfinger lazily clicked the bird's beak, expressing doubts about the metaphor of the blood bat: "But that guy Zheng Qing doesn't look like a normal person no matter how he looks..."
"Whether it is normal or abnormal, buying information is much easier than investigating it in person." The white-skinned piglet hummed, wrinkled, his face wrinkled: "My Lin is on, don't let me draw 'blood' and 'hair'... I don't know how to start! Do you want me to go to their class during class and find a fight to hit his nose with a punch?"
"You are a devil, don't pray to Merlin here!" Samar barked in an irritable tone.
"But that sounds like a good idea!"
The Persian cat's eyes shone brightly, and his happy tail was raised: "You don't have to do it yourself. You can spend some gold to find someone to beat him. Some people in the school want to punch that guy in the face. No one will think you just want to make his nose bleeding..."
"Maybe someone is willing to pay for this task." The shiny black goat slowly spoke.
"I know that Astronomy Class 08-1 has some fanatical followers of Councillor Su, who are certainly willing to provide us with a little convenience for this matter." The Persian cat raised his paw and added: "If anyone intends to do this, he can send a small task in the bulletin board in front of the teaching building..."
The black cat did not participate in the heated discussion at the conference table.
At this moment, it was shrinking in the shadow of the withered bonsai, taking out a small notebook, frantically recording the various evil plans and plans of the devils. At the same time, it was sweating coldly on its back, feeling glad that it was able to join the strange club of the Seven Deadly Sins for the first time in its life.
It feels that it has not taken notes so seriously in class.
"Can you be guilty?"
"Is it possible to be guilty of the crime?"
"Black Cat!!"
A furry paw hit the side, knocking the small and smooth duck egg mask on the black cat's face, then it came to its senses and noticed that the others were staring at it in unison.
"What?" The black cat closed the notebook quietly and stuffed it under his belly.
"It's all turned into a cat, is there any use to wear this thing? Look at who else is wearing a mask except you in the house?" The Persian cat - Ms. Leviathan - first complained about the mask on the black cat's face, which covered the ears and stole the bell, and then pushed the cardboard box containing seven pieces of paper into front of the black cat: "Bo... Next, you need to supervise to ensure that the lottery process is fair. You probably use that little bit."
Black cats have long been used to the sarcastic words of Persian cats and have no concern at all.
It was only thankful that the lady did not notice her notebook.
"Wearing a mask or not may seem like the difference between necessary and unnecessary in your opinion."
The black cat calmed down, then raised his claws, first straightened the small mask on his face, and said righteously: "But in my opinion, this is indeed a rule that I began to abide by when I joined the Seven Deadly Sins. Without rules, there is no radius, and a thousand-mile dike collapsed into an ant hole... I don't think our predecessors don't know the effect of the Transformation, but they still chose these masks, and they must have their reasons."
After a while, the Persian cat shut up and the other devils began to think deeply.
Taking this opportunity, it first put away the small notebook hidden under its belly, then took the carton, put its claws in, stirred it, completely disrupting the order inside.
Originally, it wanted to take this opportunity to do something so that it could know who took which task. But the agility from the cat made it immediately notice that the moment its claws reached into the paper box, the originally thoughtful devils woke up one after another, staring at the paper box one by one, leaving it with no room for action.
"If a person does not protect his heart, he will not protect his innocence. If you do not care about everything, think twice about everything to avoid regret!"
The black cat muttered the police remarks, and the cat face under the mask was a little depressed. Then it carried the cardboard box and walked along the edge of the conference table: "Hold it and leave it, and you will have no regrets when you get out of the box!"
In less than a minute, seven notes were allocated.
The devils were either happy, gritted their teeth, were full of sorrow, or had no expression on their faces. The black cat carefully recorded their expressions and wanted to guess who took what task based on their reactions.
But he had been waiting for him to return to the dormitory, but he still had no idea.
I just feel that every devil is lying to himself.
"How was the result of the meeting?" Xiao Xiao was the first person to notice that the black cat slipped into the room from the windowsill. He was leaning against the head of the bed, fiddling with the crystal ball in his hand: "... Before you go back, I will calculate it for you. The result is a bit subtle, it seems to be excellent, but it looks very bad."
"Your divination skills have improved again." The black cat sighed heavily, spread his limbs, leaned on the desk with weak energy, threw out his small notebook he had recorded all night, and briefly told the story.
This attracted great curiosity of a journalist.
“Bravo!Bravo!”
The fat wizard looked through the plans that the black cat wrote down and praised: "It's indeed a very powerful organization. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid you'll sell your underwear to them in one day... Especially if you let the beautiful witch hook you up, it's a magical stroke! It's a perfect kill! It can be seen that your image as a scumbag has been widely circulated."
The black cat has a black face and grinds its claws.