I'm an undercover agent at the High School of Magic

Hemei was woken up by shaking in the middle of the night.

She squinted her eyes halfway, her little face was hurt by the night wind, and she managed to pull herself together, but was surprised to find that she was tightly wrapped in a quilt, like a caterpillar, being held on her shoulders.

To be honest, this situation is very similar to a trafficker abducting a child and running away... If he hadn't seen the conspicuous white hair on the trafficker's shoulder, Hemei would have punched him right away.

"Oh, I'm awake." The human trafficker Gojo Satoru didn't have the slightest intention to put Hemei down. He shook the bag in his hand and signaled to Hemei, "Remember to change your clothes later, and board the plane later. You can't do it this way?"

"Ascension, what kind of throne? My family has no throne to inherit..." Hemei was obviously tired, pushing him with a little unconsciousness, and yawned, "Stop making trouble, send me back soon ,sleepy……"

"I can't go back, I'm going to sell you to Africa to be a black child." He opened the car door, and while Yizhidi was stunned, he threw the rolled crane plum and clothes into the back seat, closed the car door, He sat in the co-pilot himself.

"Mr. Gojo, it's not good to do this."

"What's wrong." Gojo Satoru glanced at He Mei, who had already covered the view of the back seat with the quilt, and patted the back seat viciously, "He Mei Jiang, I can actually see it if you block it. ~"

Hemei's sullen voice came from the back seat.

"Hehe, after I change my clothes, I'll go out and poke you blind."

Yi Zhidi: "..." Well, he forgot that this person really doesn't have a B number.

"But, Mr. Gojo." Yizhi said cautiously, "That place in Africa is not suitable for girls."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, she has the figure of a primary school student. If she puts on the school uniform of a high school, no one will see that she is a girl. Just let her pretend to be a little boy."

"..." But the little boy is not safe in Africa!

But considering that Gojo Satoru might have been touched by some blind men on his thighs where he couldn't see (it's another thing if he can't touch), Yizhi thought for a while, in order not to be beaten, he still closed his eyes. on the mouth.

Anyway, everyone is a conjurer, so it may not be certain who will be unlucky if they touch it.

……

"It's really going to Africa." After changing her clothes, Hemei took the passport, her expression became a little strange.

"Teacher Wutiao, I remember that my current ID card is still a fake one you asked someone to do for me."

"That's right, that's right." Said Wutiao, who looked like a professional human trafficker.

"Is it possible to apply for a visa with a fake certificate?" If it was found to be fake, she wouldn't be detained at the airport right away.

"It's okay, I asked someone to help, and it was added to the national information database for you. Now your identity is completely legal."

"..."

Hemei's feeling is a bit subtle... Okay, now she can be regarded as a serious curse spirit.

"Ah, by the way, I still have to pay back the money. Let me calculate that you probably have to pay... oh, it's about the same as what you paid me for a month's free labor."

He Mei suddenly jumped up from the back seat in shock, chasing and beating him through the back of the seat.

"Gojo Satoru, you are sitting on the ground and raising the price!"

"My favor is very valuable, I still lost the money, Hemeijiang." Gojo Satoru defended while hiding.

"Get out, it's not that I want to go to Africa!" As long as you don't go abroad, it doesn't matter if you have a real identity or not.

So why did Gojo Satoru drag her over to Africa in the middle of the night?

never will be...

"You think that no one in China can watch over me if you want to go abroad?"

"Hehehe, how could it be?" Gojo Satoru waved his hands and laughed a few times as if he had been hit, "Teacher, I did this out of love, out of love... what is that sentence called? Not seeing each other for a day is like three summers, and the thought of not seeing Crane Plum Sauce for such a long time will wither the family."

Hehe, are you fooling ghosts by burning newspapers on your grave?

"Then hurry up and dry up, I'll spend a lot of money to buy an urn for you."

"Hemeijiang, you're a tough guy."

"Go away."

……

Facts have proved that Gojo Satoru is indeed fooling people.

When he arrived in Morocco, after he brought Hemei to the hotel, he left as if he had something to do, very fast, as if a dog was chasing after him.

Because I live in a very expensive high-end hotel, it is fine to wear normal clothes in the hotel like in Japan, but it is obviously not good outside. It is obvious that European female tourists who come to play will wear very conservative clothes before going out.

"Cut, this feeling is really annoying." Hemei lay on the soft bed in the hotel, and fell asleep soon because of exhaustion.

……

When Hemei woke up, it was already past five in the afternoon.

It's not so hot now, and Gojo Satoru hasn't come back yet, Hemei thought for a while, instead of surfing at a junk internet speed in this crappy place, it's better to go out to get some fresh air, so she dug out her high school uniform and went out to play disguised as a little boy.

But in fact, she found that this was a very wrong thing to do.

Her factory-installed English can still be spoken in China, but when she goes abroad... she finds that the English she speaks to others seems to be two languages.

I don't understand, I want to hire someone to be a guide. Those people think that Hemei is small, and it's polite to cheat money. Some people plan to grab it directly.

Thieves, liars, messy and dirty environment, malicious stares, ignorant tourists who were robbed of money on the street, passers-by ready to move, unmoved policemen...all of these made Hemei extremely irritable.

However, it was not without good things. When she was choosing a taxi, she met a local driver who could speak Japanese. The driver was very enthusiastic and talkative. He enthusiastically recommended local tourist attractions and snacks to her. Hemei was picked up by him. It moved my heart, and then...

He was pulled to a remote place and his thigh was touched by the driver.

"Little boy, I, I can give you money, a lot of money, stay with me all night, ohhhhh—"

Hemei slammed on the brakes, pulled on the handbrake, and this idiot/pedophile would be beaten up.

"I, my brother is the boss here, if you dare to treat me like this, I will make you look good, oh, oh, oh, stop hitting me, stop hitting me..."

"Ah bah, today you are the king's son, and I can beat you as well."

Hemei's attacks became more and more ruthless. Amidst the driver's screams, the light suddenly dimmed.

I saw a lot of well-dressed locals around, chattering with the driver... Obviously, they knew each other.

Hemei thought for a while, afraid that they would jump over the wall and order the car, so she got out of the car with the driver and beat up the group of locals again.

The gap between ordinary people and conjurers is too great, even if they hold guns, they are no threat... But considering that the sound of guns might attract more local gangsters, Hemei didn't want to get entangled with the people here, so she left directly.

But the trouble is, this place is too remote, and Hemei got lost.

Just when she was thinking about whether to find her way from the roof, an old voice stopped her.

"Young man, are you a magician?"

Hemei was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that there would be people who knew about conjurers in this obviously slum area, she hesitated for a moment, and replied, "I am, what do you want me for?"

The old man was overjoyed and warmly invited her into the house as a guest.After the driver who also speaks Japanese came out just now, Hemei was indifferent to this method, saying that it was fine to talk about things here.

The old man was a little embarrassed, "Young man, it's not suitable for me to talk about it outside..." He covered his mouth and whispered, "It's about the curse spirit, and if everyone hears it, they will laugh at me for being stupid."

Hemei took two steps closer, but still refused to enter the room, "If you have something to say, just say it here, don't worry, there is no one around, I will help you beat anyone who makes fun of you."

The old man told her to be firm, so he smiled wryly and said to her.

"Young conjurer, I am looking for you because some strange things happened nearby. I suspect that there is a conjuration spirit..."

Probably because he was really afraid that someone would laugh at him, the more he spoke, the lower his voice, Hemei subconsciously took a few steps forward in order to hear his words clearly, and then...

A strange chain was thrown at her, and Hemei was trying to avoid it, but her body moved closer as if she was not under control.

"Hahahaha, damned conjurer, now you know how powerful I am." The old man, who looked weak just now, suddenly bared his fangs, "Want to catch me? I want your lives!"

He took out a dagger and stabbed at Hemei. Hemei frowned. She felt that her technique seemed to be affected by that strange chain, so she simply gave up using the technique to strengthen herself and directly strengthened it with spell power. Own.

The confident old man probably didn't expect that the conjurer kid he met was also a real orangutan, and he quickly changed from arrogant to begging for mercy.

"You still want to attack me with this ability, tsk." Hemei stepped on the old man, picked up the chain that was about to break, and asked, "What is this thing? It's very interesting... If I don't know The technique is good, I was almost overwhelmed by you."

The old man said with a mournful face, "It is a kind of curse that is unique to our country, because it is programmed with a powerful curse, which can interfere with the spells of conjurers."

"That's quite interesting... Can Wujo Wu's six eyes interfere?" Hemei picked up the chain enthusiastically, and started to think badly again.

"...It can only interfere with the spell, and the six eyes should not count as the spell."

"Cut." Isn't that not as good as Kidd's ruby ​​necklace, at least that thing can also camouflage spells.

Hemei suddenly felt a lack of interest, and just as she was looking for a piece of cloth to wrap it up, the chain suddenly broke.

Familiar smoke rose, and after a series of unbearable palpitations and dizziness, Hemei found that she had grown up again.

The cursing master who was kneeling down and begging for mercy just now had disappeared, and it seemed that he ran away while Hemei was feeling unwell.

However, Hemei had no time to talk to him, she looked at the broken chain on the ground, and was very surprised.

It is said that it can interfere with the spell, the effect is too strong, it can actually change the spell she has completed... Fortunately, she is in human form now, not a curse spirit, otherwise if she is seen...

"Why are you here?"

Hemei's heart was beating like a drum, she followed the prestige and found that the person who came was——