Chapter 43: Only I Use the Law Chapter 43 Spy Equipment

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Early morning, June 5th.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Chen Yi quietly stayed in his room, doing preparatory movements. At this critical moment that would decide the fate of most people, for students and parents who happened to be in this situation, last-minute review practically had a sacred flavor, like prayer, begging, or ideological reporting.

However, Chen Yi's preparation was completely different.

Only saw him sitting upright on the chair, right hand holding a pen, eyes staring straight at the test paper in front, as if fully devoted to the front line of examination education, while his left hand seemed to casually sweep across his knee—

A Level 1 Intelligence Scroll hidden in his lining was thus torn open.

Chen Yi smiled smugly.

When the formal exam came, he would naturally replace the Level 1 Intelligence Scroll with Level 3 and Level 4 ones, plus a Listening Scroll; which specific one to use would depend on the situation at the time.

According to tests over the past period, even if he poured Energy Recovery Potion into a water cup and brought it into the exam hall, using two Level 3 Scrolls during the whole exam was already the limit; if he used three, he would probably sleep until the afternoon exam time. And if he needed to use a Level 4 Scroll, after the medicine wore off, even if he chugged potions wildly, he would have to sleep a long sleep, and might not recover even after the whole night.

Calculating this way, Level 4 Scrolls could only be used in the afternoon math or comprehensive exams, while for morning Chinese and English, if not necessary, it was best to finish the main battle within 60 minutes.

Chen Yi gulped down a bottle of Recovery Potion with a "gurgle," wiped his mouth, and continued practicing, looking very serious. It was a pity the mages of the Saint Qiao Kingdom couldn't see such a scene; otherwise, the drool flowing out could fill that bottle again.

His mobile phone suddenly rang; it was Luo Xiaoshan's.

Chen Yi licked the potion off his lips, answered the phone, and said with a smile: "Fatty, the exam is in two days; how's your preparation?"

"That's your first line, really unoriginal." The fat man laughed heartily and said: "I have some good stuff here; do you have time to come out and see?"

"What stuff?"

"Not convenient to say on the phone." The fat man said mysteriously: "Of course it's helpful stuff, good stuff."

Chen Yi could guess a few points and said with a smile: "No need, I can handle it myself."

"Really no need? What I have here is extraordinary; would I call you for ordinary goods? Come over and take a look."

Seeing Luo Xiaoshan was so eager, Chen Yi thought and said: "Then I'll go over in a bit."

"Meet at the teahouse on the street corner." He quickly hung up the phone.

Chen Yi couldn't help but laugh, pushed the door open and went out, but saw his mother in the kitchen.

This was quite an unusual thing; even when things were smoothest at home, the Foundation's workload wouldn't decrease, and besides, there was a cook back then, so his mother only showed off her cooking at the most important times. As for now, she was even busier with not a bit of time.

Needless to say, this was a study-assistance breakfast specially made by Lady Fang Manyi two days before the College Entrance Examination. She had gotten up early, but feared disturbing Chen Yi's rest, only waiting for him to wake up—although her concern came a bit late, she eventually sat at the dining table like all mothers, carefully and cautiously asking: "Are you confident? How's your preparation?"

Sure enough, just as Luo Xiaoshan said, everyone asked the same question.

Chen Yi couldn't help but laugh.

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The teahouse on the street corner was a leisure center suitable for young people; partitioned private rooms guaranteed privacy while letting everyone have fun, like a KTV without a jukebox.

Luo Xiaoshan shrank extremely lecherously to one side of the private room, holding a small box in his arms, like a child hiding ice cream.

"What stuff?" Chen Yi closed the door and turned on all the lights with a wave of his hand.

"Don't make it so bright; be careful of secret filming." The fat man looked left and right.

"Secretly filming the two of us?" Chen Yi grinned and shivered again.

Luo Xiaoshan spat "bah," put the box on the table, and said: "I'm afraid someone will find out. Speaking seriously, do you remember I said before that my father knew a few spies?"

"I thought you were joking; they probably don't have a license to kill, right." Chen Yi said and laughed himself.

"Even if he's in charge of the storage room, he's still a spy. And look, isn't it reflected now." Luo Xiaoshan rummaged out another small thing like a jewelry box from the box on the table and handed it to Chen Yi, saying: "Take a look."

"No way." Chen Yi joked with a malicious taste and opened it.

Inside the small box, two things the size of rice grains were tightly stuffed, light and floating, as if a single breath could blow them away.

"Latest technology, absolutely undetectable earplugs; you just put them in your ears, and they automatically stick near the eardrum; taking them out is also simple, just press and suck." Luo Xiaoshan rummaged out another MP3-sized square box and said: "This is a transmitter; when shielding the model, it's still clear and effective, and hard to track; you definitely can't buy it on the market. We'll hire someone to be responsible for delivering answers at that time."

Chen Yi poked the earplug with a toothpick on the table; sure enough, there were fine patterns on the back, like carvings on a grain of rice, exquisitely made to a ridiculous degree.

"The last one is the most powerful." Luo Xiaoshan continued to show off: "I call it the 'Bone Microphone,' the latest technology from America or Europe. No need to speak; just need the mouth shape of speaking softly, and it will transmit the voice based on the vibration of your bones; many spies haven't even used this good stuff. You say, among the people at the Education Bureau, who can detect..."

"All from your mysterious friend?"

Luo Xiaoshan nodded slightly and said in a rare low voice: "This stuff, is it enough for you to make a trip? When you're ready inside, you'll naturally have whatever you want, get whatever score you want."

He said while dividing all the things into two portions, handing one portion back to Chen Yi: "There are only two sets in total; Liang Yu's family has a way, so it's just the two of us."

Chen Yi looked at the large pile of things in front of him and was also filled with emotion. No wonder since ancient times, children of official and gentry families could always become top talents selected from a hundred thousand; look at this level of investment in cheating—not only is it beyond the reach of ordinary families, but also beyond the reach of defensive measures.

There is no most perfect lock in the world. The best lock is one that can create the highest theft cost with the lowest manufacturing cost, but as long as someone is willing to add chips, there will always be chips the house can't swallow.

The latest spy methods, except for a few corresponding institutions, which exam hall can detect them? In other words, as long as a family is willing to invest so many resources, it is only natural that they will receive special treatment; Zhang Yanshang called it "wealth can move gods," referring to this line.

However, Chen Yi no longer needed this thing, so he firmly shook his head and said: "Uncle doesn't speak easily; I don't need it."

"Is anything harder than the College Entrance Examination?" Luo Xiaoshan glared at him, lowered his voice, and said: "I know your mock exam scores are good, but the proctoring difficulty and shielding level of the formal exam can't compare with the mock exam. Don't be embarrassed; this year, as far as I know, there are over a hundred people; no one laughs at anyone."

Chen Yi instead furrowed his brow and asked: "Over a hundred people just as far as you know? Then wouldn't there be several hundred or thousand people using it?"

He pointed at the rice-grain earphones on the table.

"Not necessarily that powerful, but it's also high-end goods." Luo Xiaoshan pouted and said: "You have to pass at least one line; otherwise, it's all for nothing."

"You haven't studied at all." Chen Yi smiled, but still declined: "You don't need to worry about me; I'm fine. Thank you."

He patted Luo Xiaoshan's shoulder heavily and said: "Be careful when using it; sometimes too many people isn't a good thing."

The latter stared at him with his small eyes for a long time, finally sighed and said: "You're really stubborn. Don't worry about me; 007 is covering me."

Chen Yi's heart stirred, his smile turned strange, and he asked instead: "This 007, won't they sell goods to multiple families? For example, the over a hundred families you mentioned?"

Luo Xiaoshan was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and then said indifferently: "Who cares about that much; anyway, it's all single-line contact; even if caught, it can't be our kind of advanced equipment. You're not worried because..."

"I have my own way." Chen Yi then went on to talk about other things.

The two joked for a while longer, then went their separate ways. Luo Xiaoshan, still excited, did not notice that Chen Yi's expression remained grave.

The more nervous he was, the more meticulous his considerations became.

The first thing Chen Yi thought of was the circle of mutual support among the scions of aristocratic families.

Luo Xiaoshan, Liang Yu, and himself were ironclad brothers; sharing fortune and bearing hardship together was the bare minimum. At their age, even if family rivalries arose later, as long as it was not a matter of life and death, their friendship would only deepen, not diminish.

There were many such small circles in Jiangning. The children told ten, ten told a hundred, and soon it was a secret known to all; and as the parents of those children, how could they be kept in the dark?

In other words, the news that many students were cheating had already been known by interested parties before the exam.

"The Jiangning Mayor is He Fuhan; I don't know if he is informed." Chen Yi immediately thought of the He Family of Xijing. They were the greatest beneficiaries after his grandfather stepped down, and He Fuhan was the He Family's beachhead in the south.

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