"Come on, sweetheart. Sis will take you on a mission and show you the skills of a professional," Nan Jia said.
Zhao Zhao had just finished reading the mission assignment document when Nan Jia walked over. Wearing sunglasses and a brown high - waisted leather jacket, she was seductively flipping her hair. Leaning on Zhao Zhao's workstation, she took off her sunglasses and gave a charming smile.
Caught off - guard by the beauty of the nine - tailed fox, Zhao Zhao was completely captivated. It wasn't until Nan Jia raised an eyebrow and let out a questioning sound that she came to her senses, blushing slightly and covering her face with her hands.
"Aww, baby, you're so cute!" Nan Jia said, seeing the red tips of Zhao Zhao's ears. She was so fond of her that she pounced on Zhao Zhao and hugged her tightly.
"Sister Nan Jia, you're just too good - looking," Zhao Zhao said sincerely, which made Nan Jia laugh even more heartily.
After hugging the fragrant and soft girl in her arms to her heart's content, Nan Jia took a step back slightly. She leaned over and pinched the soft flesh on Zhao Zhao's cheek. "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Come on, grab your stuff and go on the mission with sis."
"Okay!"
The incident at the Chen family last time was discovered by accident. Strictly speaking, it wasn't entirely an assignment from the Demon Administration Bureau. So this mission was Zhao Zhao's first official one, and she was quite excited.
Nan Jia led her out of the Demon Administration Bureau and onto a very eye - catching motorcycle.
Zhao Zhao was wearing a helmet and sitting on the motorcycle. When she hugged Nan Jia's waist as instructed, she was still a bit dazed. The motorcycle was just so cool!
She wanted one too. It seemed that she had to get her food - live - streaming business up and running quickly. She needed to earn more money to buy what she wanted and feed the glutton.
The motorcycle stopped in front of a high - class entertainment club. Nan Jia took off her helmet, held Zhao Zhao's hand and got off the motorcycle. She casually asked, "Did you read the mission requirements clearly?"
Zhao Zhao nodded. "Yes, I did. We're going in there to steal something and take it back to the Demon Administration Bureau. Don't worry, Sister Nan Jia. I'm really good at fighting. I won't hold you back."
Looking at Zhao Zhao's earnest little face as she patted her chest to guarantee, Nan Jia couldn't help laughing. "Hahaha, baby. Although that's what the mission is about, we should try not to fight if we can."
Actually, this mission wasn't very difficult. The main task was to get an antique from a foreign businessman that was about to be traded.
The antique was related to a scripture that the demon world had been searching for. It had been lost for hundreds or thousands of years due to various reasons, and the Demon Administration Bureau had to retrieve it now.
This was when a special organization like the Demon Administration Bureau came in handy.
Nan Jia coming in person and bringing Zhao Zhao was actually a common practice in the bureau, the old - timer showing the newbie the ropes.
So at a time like this, it was more important to explain the precautions during the mission to a newbie like Zhao Zhao.
"Zhao Zhao, remember. When we're on a mission in the human world, try not to use magic. We don't want to accidentally hurt humans or cause unnecessary chaos. Sometimes, outsmarting the enemy is a better option than using brute force."
Outsmart... Zhao Zhao pondered these two words and nodded again, indicating that she remembered.
"Okay, so our first step now is to steal the invitation to this banquet," Nan Jia said, lifting her chin. "See that woman over there who's scolding someone? She's the foreign businessman's wife."
"Yeah, I see her."
"I'll go and distract her later. You hide in the shadows and knock her out. Then we'll pretend to be her and sneak in. Remember, no magic. Use this instead. She's carrying a glazed mirror from our world. Mind - controlling magic won't work on her."
"But there are two of us. What should we do?" Zhao Zhao asked seriously. She really didn't understand.
Nan Jia just grinned and took out another photo. It was a picture of the foreign businessman's family of three. The blond - haired, blue - eyed girl in the middle, who looked about eleven or twelve years old, was their daughter.
"According to the information we have, their daughter is sick in the hotel and didn't come this time. You'll pretend to be the daughter and go in with me later."
Zhao Zhao was quick to accept. She carefully looked at the appearance of the foreign girl. She was ready!
"Okay!" Nan Jia patted Zhao Zhao's shoulder and walked towards the woman.
Zhao Zhao watched as Nan Jia walked up gracefully. In just a few words, the foreign woman's expression changed from impatient to interested, and finally to excited and enthusiastic.
She was so amazing! Zhao Zhao was in awe of Nan Jia at this moment. Her eyes were filled with stars as she looked at Nan Jia.
A moment later, the woman walked over, arm - in - arm with Nan Jia.
The woman stroked her own face and talked eagerly with Nan Jia. Nan Jia gave Zhao Zhao a "thumbs - up" gesture, indicating that she could act.
Zhao Zhao tightened her grip on the small bottle in her hand. She pretended to pass by Nan Jia and the woman accidentally and bumped into the foreign woman.
"Oh! What's wrong with you?!" The woman was startled and took two steps back. She looked at Zhao Zhao accusingly and exclaimed.
"Ah, I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..." Zhao Zhao pretended to be panicked and kept bowing her head to apologize. In fact, she kept shaking her hand, and the stuff in the small bottle began to evaporate.
The woman's exclamation gradually died down. Her eyes closed, and she slumped into Nan Jia's arms.
By this time, Nan Jia had already led her a long way. The original bodyguards had been told by the businesswoman to wait at a far - off corner and didn't notice anything.
"Great job!" Nan Jia high - fived Zhao Zhao. She temporarily put the businesswoman into a special space. Then, with a wave of her hand, she and Zhao Zhao transformed into "mother and daughter."
"Come on, the banquet is about to start."
Nan Jia led the transformed ten - year - old Zhao Zhao to the entrance of the club. The waiter at the door obviously hesitated for a moment when he saw the young miss Zhao Zhao had transformed into, but in the end, he said nothing and respectfully made a "please" gesture.
"Act naturally in front of the businessman later. Oh, right! Can you speak a foreign language?" Nan Jia suddenly remembered a big problem and whispered to Zhao Zhao.
Zhao Zhao was slightly stunned and then shook her head guiltily.
"... " Nan Jia patted her hand to comfort her. "It's okay. Just say you have a fever and your throat hurts. You can't talk."
"I'll deal with the businessman later. You don't need to socialize. Your job is to find out where they've placed the antique. Got it?"
"Got it." Zhao Zhao surveyed the surroundings and replied softly.
Over there, the businessman had already seen his wife and daughter. He put down his glass in surprise and walked over.
He seemed to be a loving father because his expression showed great concern as he looked at Zhao Zhao. He kept asking if his daughter felt better and why she had come out.
Zhao Zhao remembered Nan Jia's words and just looked at this "father" with innocent eyes. Nan Jia smoothly explained things to him.
The businessman felt so pity for his daughter that he squatted down and hugged Zhao Zhao.
At that moment, Zhao Zhao suddenly felt as if something was watching her. But when she searched around following the feeling, she saw nothing.
Not far away, a small shadow ran away behind a huge vase decoration.