Lao Zhou paused for two seconds. "No one knows my identity except the EU line."

"Ness!" Middle-aged slightly excited whispered 1.
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The other end
Lin chengdong said to Xiao Liang, "Let’s go home in heaven!"
Chapter 124 Replace identity
Ma Laoer, a small house in the living village, wiped his forehead sweat and said, "Throw that little shrimp in the water to season the mutton and I’ll cut it."
Qi grabbed a handful of shrimp from a small plastic bag and threw it on the boiling copper pot at the dining table. He kept swallowing saliva and said, "I didn’t expect to eat this here."
A few gentlemen are busy cutting vegetables with sesame sauce and sesame sauce.
Lin Chengdong and Xiao Liang came in and asked in surprise, "Eat hot pot!"
"Well, I asked them for some mutton, cut it myself and rinse it." Ma Laoer turned around and said, "Let’s have some later."
"Come and help me, I’ll mix some sauce for you." Lin Chengdong rolled up his sleeves and got to work.
After more than half an hour, they finally rinsed the mutton table to eat and drink.
"I formally introduce this is Xiao Yu’s classmate Lin Chengdong who was studying in South Shanghai, and his brother Feng Liang is next to him." Ma Laoer raised his glass and rushed Lin Chengdong with a smile and said, "Uncle Qi Baojun Changhai … this is Xiaoyu’s old brother in Songjiang."
"Hello, hello!"
"Hey, hello!"
As soon as everyone got to know each other, they pushed a cup and drank it for a change.
Xi Xiaoliang looked at Ma Laoer with a strange blush and asked, "Ah, I wonder what you have here?" There are people who eat and drink here … "
Lin Chengdong immediately stopped when he heard this. "Why are you still guilty of occupational diseases here? Have you checked in?"
Xiaoliang reacted and immediately nodded. "Yes, I said too much, hehe!"
Ma Laoer smiled and changed the topic lightly. "Chengdong Xiaoyu called me. He meant to wait until he arrived, so that he would have no trouble when you returned to South Shanghai."
Lin Chengdong simply said, "I’ll wait for him."
……
About 30 kilometers away, the person in charge of shooting in the three major districts of another living village is gathering together at the moment, and the person in charge of Yao Jingzhong’s nine districts is naturally listed.
Not a spacious room, thick curtains block the outdoor light area, and the general manager sits in the first place and simply says "briefly introduce a situation."
The person in charge of the seventh district of "Good Chief Huang" got up and projected the data of Lao Zhou on the wall with a projector, and introduced the situation of Lao Zhou Ji.
Yao Jingzhong and others listened quietly to the narrative of the seven districts and did not write paper to take notes and memorize them.
After the brief introduction, the person in charge of the seventh district continued to say, "The head of the intelligence in the fifth district was shot after the northwest line fire. The EU side thought we did it, but in fact, the seventh district did not move in this matter."
"It’s not our side."
"District 9 didn’t take part in this either."
Yao Jingzhong and Chief Executive Huang expressed their views in succession.
"Personally, I guess that this person in charge may have died in a fight in the fifth district and then they deliberately threw the pot at us." The person in charge of the seventh district said with a smile, "But it doesn’t matter. He is dead now, and when the European Union ensured that this line can continue to play, he chose this week’s certificate to take over the entertainment industry, but secretly it has always been chosen by the military intelligence organization in the European Union. On the one hand, his identity is easy to hide, and it is very unlikely that he will be shot again when he comes here. Secondly, Zhou Zheng is a Chinese and has long-term contact with the military intelligence, which is convenient and stronger for the three regions. "
Everyone nodded when they heard it
"Zhou Zheng has vomited at present because he knows that it is meaningless to insist on his escape possibility, but he will suffer. Of course, we can’t finish every sentence that this slick said. I believe that we can prove his words through a large number of investigations." The person in charge of the seventh district frowned and continued, "According to his account, Jin Taizhu didn’t know Zhou Zheng. It was a coincidence that he was kidnapped by Lin Chengdong and others that night. Zhou Zheng met others through the fifth district and wanted to talk about things in Jin Taizhu, but he accidentally encountered it. At present, the gang in the fifth district bureau was killed on the spot."
Chief Huang frowned at this and asked, "Is this credible?"
"I don’t think he’s lying, because after he was kidnapped, the police forces in the news fifth district didn’t find his real identity, which is equivalent to supporting his words."
"Well, you go on."
"If no one in the fifth district knows Zhou Zheng now, can we fully benefit from this?" The person in charge of the seventh district held the console table with bright eyes, "find a person familiar with the situation to replace Zhou Zheng’s identity and sneak into the fifth district to contact Jin Taizhu again."