In the small house in the living village, Ma Lao Er wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Twist the shrimp in the water and season it, I'll cut the mutton."

Guan Qi grabbed a handful of shrimps from a small plastic bag, threw them into the boiling copper pot on the dining table, swallowing saliva and saying, "I didn't expect that I could still eat this here."

A few men, who were busy with sesame sauce and sesame sauce, and cut green vegetables.

Lin Chengdong and Xiaoliang walked in and asked in surprise: "Eat hot pot!"

"Well, I care that they ordered some mutton, cut it and rinse it by themselves, it's quite delicious." Ma Lao Er turned around and said, "Let's drink some later."

"Come on, I'll help you, I'll make some sauce for you." Lin Chengdong rolled up his sleeves and started working.

Everyone stumbled for more than half an hour, and finally started to cook mutton and served it on the table to eat and drink.

"I'll formally introduce this. This is Xiaoyu's classmate when he was in Nanshanghai. Lin Chengdong, next to him is his brother Feng Liang." Ma Laoer picked up the wine glass and smiled at Lin Chengdong and said, "Uncle Zi, Guan Qi, Baojun, Changhai... These are all Xiaoyu's old brothers in Songjiang."

"Hello, hello!"

"Hey, hello!"

Everyone got to know each other and started drinking.

During the meal, Xiaoliang was a little strange, looking at Ma Lao Er with a blushed face and asked, "Hey, I'm quite puzzled. Do you have any job here? There is food and drink, and there are people..."

Lin Chengdong immediately stopped him when he heard this: "Why are you still having an occupational disease here? Are you checking your household registration?"

Xiaoliang reacted and nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, I've said too much, haha!"

Ma Laoer smiled and his words softly changed the topic: "Cheng Dong, Xiao Yu called me. What he meant was, you would leave when he got there, so that he would talk to the higher authorities and you would be fine if you return to Nanhu."

Lin Chengdong said in a moment: "Okay, I'll wait for him."

...

About thirty kilometers away, in another living village, the person in charge of shooting tasks in the three major districts is gathering together for a meeting, and Yao Jingzhong, as the person in charge of District 9, is naturally also listed.

In the not-so-spacious room, thick curtains blocked the light from the indoor and outdoors. The general manager from District 8 sat in the first seat and said in a concise manner: "Let me introduce the situation briefly."

"Okay, Chief Huang." The person in charge of District 7 stood up, projected Lao Zhou's information on the wall with a projector, and softly introduced Lao Zhou's basic situation.

Yao Jingzhong and others listened quietly to the people in District 7, without using pen and paper to record, and just used their heads to record.

After a brief introduction, the person in charge of District 7 continued: "The intelligence officer in District 5 of the EU was shot and killed after firing on the northwest line. The EU thought it was ours, but in fact, District 7 did not make any moves in this matter."

"It's not what we did here."

"The Ninth District was not involved in this matter."

Yao Jingzhong and Chief Huang expressed their opinions one after another.

"I personally speculate that this person in charge may have died in the fight within the fifth zone, and then they deliberately threw the blame at us." The person in charge of the seventh zone said with a smile: "But this doesn't matter anymore. In short, he is dead now, and in order to ensure that this line can continue to work, the EU region chose Zhou Zheng to take over. He is an entertainment industry on the surface, but behind his back has always been a military intelligence organization serving the EU region. Therefore, the other party chose him to come over. On the one hand, his identity is convenient and he has a face. The probability of being shot again is very small; on the other hand, Zhou Zheng is a Chinese, and has long-term contact with military intelligence, which is convenient and has a stronger role in the three major regions."

Everyone nodded when they heard the sound.

"Zhou Zhen has spitted at this moment because he knows that the possibility of escaping is almost zero. It is meaningless to persevere, but he will suffer. Of course, we cannot fully believe every word this old fox said, and we can only prove his words through a large number of investigations." The person in charge of District 7 frowned and continued: "According to his current account, Kim Tae-soo does not know Zhou Zhen. He was kidnapped by Lin Chengdong and others that night, which was a complete coincidence. Zhou Zhen was the one who responded to him through District 5. He wanted to meet Kim Tae-soo to talk about things, but accidentally encountered this incident, and the person who responded to him was beaten to death on the spot. Therefore, no one in the five districts currently knows Zhou Zhen."

When Chief Huang heard this, he frowned and asked, "Is this true?"

"I don't think he is lying, because after he was tied up, the news and the police forces in District 5 did not find his real identity, which is equivalent to supporting his words."

"Well, you keep talking."

"If no one in the fifth district knows Zhou Zheng now, can we make full use of this?" The person in charge of the seventh district held the table with bright eyes: "Find someone familiar with the situation, replace Zhou Zheng's identity, and sneak into District 5 again to contact Kim Tae-soo."

A dozen people were in an uproar when they heard this and all started to communicate in a low voice.

"This idea seems a bit dangerous, but if you think about it carefully, it still has a lot of room for operation." The person in charge of District 7 said excitedly: "First of all, the person in charge of receiving Zhou Zheng in District 5 has been beaten to death, and Kim Tae-soo has never seen Zhou Zheng. So if we complete some details and find someone to replace him, the chance of success is very high."

"What then?" Chief Huang asked.

"If the replacement of identity progresses smoothly, then the people we put in can deliver a lot of useful information in a short time." The person in charge of District 7 licked his lips and said: "Using Zhou Jian's identity to attract the person on the list of people, the difficulty of the task will become easier. First, shooting Kim Tae-soo will be a very simple thing."

"The idea is good, but there are too many loopholes in the details." Yao Jingzhong raised his head and said in a concise manner: "The fact that Zhou Zheng was tied up happened at Kim Tae-soo's company. Many clerks had seen him at that time. How do you make sure that the news was not leaked, and how do you make sure that these clerks shut up?"

"These clerks may not be aware of it. The person who was kidnapped that day was Zhou Zheng!" The person in charge of District 7 argued.

"This is taken for granted." Yao Jingzhong said in a matter-of-five sentence: "If you are Zhou Jin and go to meet Kim Tae-soo in advance, will you call him? If Kim Tae-soo knows that it is the company he went to in person, then if you prove the clerk, you can confirm Lao Zhou's identity."

When everyone heard this, they nodded unconsciously.

"I have a safer idea." Yao Jingzhong continued to slap his neckline.

"You said, Xiao Yao." Chief Huang said with interest.

"If you act fake, it won't be true. If you want to take risks, it's better to lock Lao Zhou in the EU and let him go back to District 5 here." Yao Jingzhong said in a concise manner.

When everyone heard this, they fell into deep thought.

...

Yi City.

In the evening, Li Zhixun invited two major companies in Sichuan Prefecture and four major families to welcome Han Tong in person.

In the fragrance-filled lounge, Li Zhixun asked Han Tong with a smile: "Tiancheng Group is your old rival. This time Qin Yu led the Mixed Brigade to station in Sichuan Mansion. How do you think we should curb him?"
Chapter completed!