Fake hair balls as undercover

After a long interstellar journey, the Chuck finally arrived at its new destination at the right time.

The planet Lidara does not have the bustling scene similar to the first planet of the Free Federation. Except for the main city area near the commercial center, there are only a few signs of biological activity near the emerald market.After all, it was an area incorporated in the later period of the Free Federation. Apart from sending executive officers as a symbol of the Federation, it did not allow the planet to have a stable source of income.

As a hard-working reserve army, Moss went out early in the morning to buy a lot of things, went deep into the local market, and exchanged various information.When he returned to the Chuck, the cabin was still quiet, but Al's cabin door was open.

When he was still wondering, he saw... white fluff flashed through the crack of the door, and then the cabin door closed.

"Al? Al!" Moss was really frightened, threw the ingredients he bought in his arms on the table, and hurriedly rang the doorbell.After coming back from Hotkela, something was wrong with Al, but Moss, who had a rough nerve, thought he was just angry because he didn't find Huayanbird.

Now, as an adult, Al, who hated to show the fragile animal form of a cub in front of others, turned into a child on the Chuck and walked out of the room!

The situation is serious!

After about half a minute, Al finally opened the door and said shyly, "I'm fine, I just went to the bathroom."

He was too attached to the cradle, and he didn't bother to change into a human form when meeting his physical needs. He didn't expect to be bumped into by Moss who came back. It was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Moss, who was still terrified just now and thought that the dark emperor had done something irreversible, finally calmed down and said, "It's great, it's great that you're fine. I thought you were in Hotkela..."

"Stop!" Al raised his hand helplessly to stop Moss from sighing, he didn't want to recall the days of Hotekella again, "Don't mention that again, just pretend it never happened, thank you! Why are you going out?" Now, is there any useful news?"

For temporary missions like looking for the Huayan Bird, most of the time, the three-person team of Al, Moss, and Susanna will carry out rescue according to the urgency of the mission acceptance list.

After all, most rescue missions can only be dispatched when the timing is right, for example, the luminous beast in the emerald black market.

Moss expressed obedience to Al's self-deception, and he suppressed his anxiety and said: "The Emerald Market was demolished once before, and I heard that the previous boss was an octopus. At that time, because the scene was too chaotic, I didn't see it for a long time after running away." Who cares, Lidara's commander was going to be owned by the Federation, but the new boss bought the mess."

"So this is the first time the market has opened since redevelopment?"

"Yes." Moss didn't know what expression to use to express the next news. After a moment of silence, he asked in a relaxed tone: "I have a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Moss' usual technique strikes Al as childish, saying, "It doesn't make a difference which one you listen to first, it's not humorous at all."

"That's because you don't have a sense of humor!" Moss condemned.

Ai Er, who thought he was understanding, compromised and put on a look of connivance, and said in a helpless tone: "Okay, okay, I will choose good news!"

Moss cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "I have confirmed that there are captured Luminous Beasts in the first auction of the Emerald Black Market, and this gentleman seems to have a good relationship, and the bar owner is willing to help us sneak in for rescue. "

"Reliable?" Although Al already felt that Moss's reliable news must be marked with a question mark.

"Of course it's reliable. They are the senders, requesting us to carry out this task. After all, even the internal invitation letter of the auction dare not clearly write the information of the Luminous Beast. The guests who participated in the auction didn't know what it would be." Moss was proud of his information, and said, "We can start preparations tonight, and we will leave after we have a good meal."

The emerald market obviously didn't have the strength to blatantly write the breed of beasts on the invitation letter.They will only play tricks to sway the appetite of the participants, and also to protect their own safety.After all, buying and selling fierce beasts will attract countless malicious eyes. Some fierce and violent people prefer to use force rather than money transactions.Or maybe it's Al and Moss who like to use their wits to rescue them, and never think about paying a penny to the black market.

"Well, what about the bad news?"

Moss said, "You've got another night as a waiter."

"... Ordinary? Special?" Al asked with a frown.

"Ordinary, very ordinary, that is, to deliver wine in the lobby of the venue, absolutely not in the box." Moss almost swore to the sky, making Al believe his statement again.

Al curled his lips, tapped his fingers on the table, raised his eyebrows and said, "Even if it's a special service in the box, I can endure until you take away the target before breaking the guest's hand bones."

"Then spend several times more time cleaning the battlefield, and risk your life to be chased for several days?" Moss strongly disapproved of this high-profile behavior, "So this time, you must stand a little farther away, Don't be seen by anyone again."

"Then you should think about whether you should disguise my appearance to be more ordinary." Al picked out the fragrant fruit from the pile of fruits on the table, took out the flesh and ate it. After more than 20 years of mission career, He can't remember how many times he has moved his hands. Anyway, in the entire universe, there are many outlaws with rude and violent behavior like them. If a guy who is greedy for profit bumps into him, he can only admit that he is unlucky, and go home to recuperate and reflect on himself. Going out is another hero.

Moss saw his cheeks puffed up from eating, and expressed his innocence for being caught and served alone, and said helplessly: "You know, no one can guarantee that ordinary people in our aesthetics, in the eyes of so many species in the entire galaxy , are all normal."

In one of the few undercover careers as a waiter, Al seems to be born with an eye-catching magical power. He will always be spotted by some strange Tossa, Anaknu, and Galactics, and they will be sent to the box by name. special service.Moss believes that he always disguises Al as worse than the average waiter in the bar, so these accidents can only be attributed to the fact that the breath emanating from Al can break through the disguise and make people feel the inner beauty deep in the soul .Of course, if the waiter has entered the "ugly" range of human beings, it is impossible to be hired by the auction, and he will be screened out by the group of interviewers who look at their faces.

"Then you can come to be a waiter, and I will meet the target."

Moss asked expectantly: "Then have you learned how to operate jammers, radars, and spacecraft stealth systems?"

Al raised his hand and stuffed the last piece of fragrant fruit into his mouth. He remembered that the only function he used smoothly was how to quickly contact Susanna.So, he said vaguely, "No."

Moss: ...

The outer streets of the Emerald Market are bustling bars and shops. Even though this area has been depressed, with the new auction market, it has recovered very quickly.

In an ordinary bar, a number of waiters get together to prepare for the evening's work.

Al's short hair turned black, his eyes were as dark as the most common race in the Milky Way, and even his facial features were adjusted to be ordinary by Moss' technology.He wears a uniform shirt and vest, with a professional smile on his face as if he has been rehearsed a thousand times.Al mechanically placed the wine glass in his hand, making sure to meet the requirements of the bar owner, but from time to time he glanced at the closed door of the bar.

"What's wrong?" Moss, who was debugging the equipment, received a slight signal from Al.

"The person who watched us hasn't left yet." Even in a noisy bar, Al could feel the atmosphere outside the door. If it wasn't for the suspension of business hanging on the door of the bar, he would probably be able to see the source of the line of sight with his own eyes. Step outside and walk in.

"There are too many people around here. I can't be sure who you are talking about, but he should not be able to see us in disguise." Moss understands Al's always accurate intuition, and they have encountered this kind of surveillance many times.After all, the black market communicates with each other. Since the appearance of smashers like them, the vigilance around the auction market has become stricter and has never been relaxed.The black markets all over the country have strengthened the monitoring of foreign interstellar merchants, which seems to be a bit of a panic.Moss expanded the scope of counter-reconnaissance, saying: "I will keep an eye on it."

It is impossible for them to give up this mission in order to avoid malicious surveillance.

The bar owner came out from the backstage and shouted in a rough voice: "Okay guys, it's time to work!"

The jadeite black market does not have auctions every day. Before each auction, it is customary to borrow a large number of waiters from peripheral bars, and it is also to drive some behind-the-scenes transactions.

Al didn't bother to care about those temporary colleagues discussing the topic of wealthy merchants and auction items in the auction, and focused on filling the cart with wine and sending it out.

Entering the jadeite auction site, the sense of surveillance that had made him vigilant before disappeared completely. In terms of behavior, it was like aimless all-round surveillance of the jadeite market.

From the preparation stage of the task, everything went well. Al maintained that stereotyped professional smile and served the guests around him. He was holding two spirits, Mengmanning and Hualuosi, which were obviously more popular among male participants. Those welcome.

Ayer's location is very good, in the area at the back of the hall, close to the safe passage, and has a panoramic view of the auction venue full of seats.When the lights dimmed and the black market began tonight's process, he could take advantage of the darkness to walk from the safe passage to the backstage, where the assistant Moss said helped him find the Luminous Beast.

"Your Huaros." Al politely served spirits to the auction guests, and the service was impeccable.The invited guests came in one after another, and in about 10 minutes, he could get rid of this boring work.

Suddenly, there was a wailing in Moss' communication.

"What's wrong?" Al asked in a low voice while turning around to tidy up the wine cart.

Moss over there was a little flustered, and he organized his words a few times before speaking out.

"Damn... why is the Dark Emperor here!"