Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

The campfire roared, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

A burst of laughter, louder and more joyful than ever before, echoed throughout the camp once again.

For a moment, the scene was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

The drug dealers staggered about, some clutching their stomachs, others slapping their thighs, completely immersed in the joy brought by Li Mo'an's "lazy joke".

Amidst the noisy laughter, Li Mo'an seemed out of place.

He didn't laugh; his face remained as calm and serene as ever.

He simply shook his head slowly, then cast a meaningful glance at Yu Zui, who was still in shock and daze not far away.

That look in his eyes was very complicated.

It's like an experienced master craftsman watching a clumsy, inexperienced apprentice.

With a touch of regret, a hint of advice, and a sense of loneliness at the top.

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Yu Zui happened to meet that gaze.

His heart skipped a beat.

My nerves, which had just relaxed slightly because of the group of drug dealers' bursts of laughter, instantly tightened again.

"What...what kind of look is that?"

Why is he looking at me like that?

Yu Zui felt that she couldn't understand the man in front of her at all.

His every move exuded a chilling, eerie aura.

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Li Mo'an, of course, was unaware of the turmoil in Yu Zui's heart; he simply sighed silently in his mind.

"This kid is still too green; he needs to learn a lot!"

He felt that as the undisputed "God of Undercover Agents," he had much to teach Yu Zui, this "rookie."

"Look at this child, he turned pale just from one sentence I said, and almost gave himself away."

"His mental fortitude is too weak; how can he possibly be a good undercover agent?"

What exactly is a true undercover agent?

Looking at the group of drug dealers who were still laughing heartily, Li Mo'an felt a sense of superiority as a "Grandmaster".

"The true art of undercover work, the highest level of skill, is to remain hidden in plain sight, and to feign ignorance while remaining completely authentic!"

"So what if you're infiltrating the criminals' ranks? You're not letting them know your identity, are you?"

"But this is just the beginner level!"

"The highest level of undercover agent is one who, in front of all the criminals, clearly and unequivocally tells them: I am an undercover agent!"

"Then, not only did they not believe you, they treated you as one of their most trusted confidants, even fawning over you—no, praising you to the skies."

Li Mo'an's gaze fell on Yu Zui again, filled with the sentiment that "this child is beyond redemption."

"Look, now that I say I'm an undercover agent, who would believe me?"

"They'll just think I'm joking."

"Tell me, isn't the effect obvious?"

The reason he sneaked up behind Yu Zui and staged such a thrilling scene was certainly not for the sake of simply showing off his skills or teaching.

He had his own considerations.

All of this was to confirm whether Yu Zui was an undercover agent or not.

You should know that ever since Li Mo'an pulled this young man named Yu Zui out of the police's encirclement in that chaotic alley of the border trade market, he had been secretly observing him.

As he continued westward, he noticed many things about Yu Zui that made him different from ordinary drug dealers.

For example, while the other henchmen would joke around and spew vulgarities during their breaks, Yu Zui always preferred to stay alone in a corner, his eyes often revealing a clarity that didn't belong to this dark world.

For example...

These details made Li Mo'an suspicious of his identity.

Now, after that test, he was completely convinced.

When he said, "You're an undercover agent, aren't you?", Yu Zui's physiological shock reaction at that moment—the violent contraction of his pupils, the instantaneous halt of his breathing, and the subconscious tension of his muscles—could not be faked.

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However, Li Mo'an's simple, crude, and soul-searching method of "confirmation" was no less than a magnitude 18 earthquake for the person involved.

That feeling almost scared him to death on the spot.

It was precisely because of this sudden "test of death" that Yu Zui was completely terrified.

How could he dare to contact his superior, Captain Lei, again?

Previously, while on the road, he could secretly send out bits of information using the communicator inside the plaster cast under the cover of night.

But now, he felt that Li Mo'an was simply too strange, as if he was being watched by him all the time.

He didn't even dare to think about moving a finger anymore.

This is precisely why, after receiving the word "limo," Captain Lei, who was far away at the East Country Command Center, could no longer receive any signals.

The communication over there was completely cut off with just one sentence from Li Mo'an.

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Meanwhile, Li Mo'an also pulled his thoughts back from this "undercover training".

He glanced at the sky and decided he couldn't delay any longer.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around."

Li Mo'an raised his hand and clapped twice gently.

"Slap! Slap!"

A crisp round of applause rang out amidst the cacophony of laughter. Though not loud, it possessed a peculiar penetrating quality that instantly drew everyone's attention.

The drug dealers, who were laughing uproariously just a moment ago, immediately stopped laughing upon hearing this voice, stood up straight in unison, and looked at Li Mo'an with awe.

Li Mo'an glanced around at everyone and said:

"Everyone, follow me. Let's take advantage of the darkness and walk a little further towards the border."

"Otherwise, what if the police catch up with us?"

His words were so reasonable that everyone was convinced.

In their view, Boss Li was not only considering safety, but also thinking about their "great cause".

But only Li Mo'an knew that he was conducting a compliance test.

Actually, Li Mo'an is quite strange; he actually dared to conduct obedience tests with these drug dealers.

"Okay, we'll do as Boss Li says."

"Brother Li is right."

The smugglers responded with a resounding "yes," their voices filled with enthusiasm and fervor.

They immediately began to quickly clean up the bottles and food scraps on the ground, put their weapons back on their backs, extinguished the campfire, and followed Li Mo'an.

Within a minute, the entire team transformed from a disorganized and chaotic group into a disciplined marching force.

Yu Zui, standing at the edge of the crowd, looked at the surreal scene before him, and his expression changed.

He felt his mind was still a mess, completely out of sync with the pace of the world.

But seeing that the main force had already started moving, he could only grit his teeth, take a step, and follow.