Huang Jiulang looked at Wu Mangong who was standing next to Wang Jingzhe with a little timid attitude, frowned and said, "Do you think such a simple child can do it?"

In his philosophy, this person must look like Sun Dasheng at first glance, which is reliable.

Wang Jingzhe sighed in his heart, Director Huang, your eyes are really not very good. The word "Simplicity" can actually be used on Wu Mangong, it's use of these two words in vain.

When this kid is so smart, he will pretend to be Sun Wukong.

"I must be more confident than you if I can bring him here. Lao Huang, can I joke about this? I said he can do it. I will not be relieved if you change someone else," Wang Jingzhe said confidently.

Huang Jiulang thought about it and felt that he was a little unnecessary. The word "no appearance" is suitable for Wang Jingzhe. Then this child must be a red person who is close to the red person who is close to the ink person. It is really hard to judge from the surface.

Huang Jiulang asked again if they had explained clearly. Wang Jingzhe said that everything was over, and they would wait in the military sub-district of this small city. Tonight, the people who were stuck in the witch sect will come to meet.

During the waiting period, Huang Jiulang said that his man was at the end of the elders who were at the end of the position. Although he was not a core figure, he was a housekeeper. In addition, he was very careful and had a good mind. This man climbed up in just a few years, which means he was unable to contact with more confidential matters.

"What do you think can you send someone in?" Wang Jingzhe asked.

Huang Jiulang took out a document and handed it to Wang Jingzhe. He opened it and took a few glances. This was a very detailed identity document and some resume. To put it bluntly, he reshaped his identity for Wu Mangong.

Huang Jiulang said: "The people on this are real. From birth to the present, everything has been recorded, which means there is no flaw. Just put this child on it. Of course, the premise is that he will not make any mistakes or negligence."

Wang Jingzhe handed the information to Wu Mangong, letting him look at it carefully, and then frowned and asked, "What you said is that this child lives in a village, the Miao people who were Chinese-made, came out of the mountains with their ancestors... These experiences are fine, they just turned his identity white. However, the Wu Sect is not a small sect, and their relationship network is not an ordinary big one. What if the Wu Sect sect people go to this village to investigate in the future? "

Huang Jiulang said lightly: "Then let them go."

Wang Jingzhe said, "I'm asking, what should I do if I check it? How can you guarantee that the villagers in that village are standing on the same line as you?"

Huang Jiulang said: "I'll tell you a story. There is a movie where the protagonist lives in a city and lives a very ordinary life. From the time he was born, went to kindergarten, went to elementary school, went to college, then worked, got married, married and had children, he would get sick and quarrel with his neighbors, be scolded by his boss, he would violate the rules when driving, and he would get drunk if he drank too much. But what he didn't know is that except him, everyone in this city is an actor, the doctor who treated him is not a doctor, and every word he said is a line. The police who issued the ticket for him is not a policeman, and he said it is a line. Even his wife is not his real wife, what about the child? Of course, it is not his biological child. He is like living in a TV series. Everyone except him is fictional and fake, until he finally discovered this scene..."

Wang Jingzhe was shocked immediately and wanted to say something impossible. As soon as he opened his mouth, Huang Jiulang pointed at the table with his fingers and said loudly: "So, when the people from the Wumen went to this village to investigate, everyone in the village was actors, and what they said were lines that had been arranged long ago. Only the people from the Wumen didn't know. How did you think he found the clues?"

Wang Jingzhe asked in disbelief: "Can you do it?"

Huang Jiulang smiled and spread his hands and said, "What do you think can't be done in front of this country machine? These villagers are all public officials who receive wages. They will know how to obey, and... We have not done such things before. By the way, we also talk about it. FBI and other things often do this. They are best at making up a new identity for an agent that will not make any mistakes."

Is Huang Jiulang's words exaggerated? It's not a slightest. The energy that a powerful department in a great country can generate is definitely beyond your imagination. It may be difficult to create a fake city, but there are only a few people in a village. Some people go out to work and some go out to school. Maybe a village with hundreds of people is left in the end, and there are only more than one hundred or even fewer. Arrangement of a 180-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-e

"Pa" Wang Jingzhe lit a cigarette, lowered his head and thought, and passed all the details in his head, be sure to find the signs of danger and kill them immediately.

Huang Jiulang continued: "After my man comes, he will take this child away and send him to the Wu Sect. In a short time, he will do chores and do business, which is said to be a distant relative. Then by chance, the child shows his talent and let the important figures of the Wu Sect pay attention to it. What kind of thoughts will they think? There is no doubt that he must be cherishing talent, so he will naturally worship an elder as his teacher. Maybe it may not be favored by Tang Da. As for the subsequent problems, it is not something we can control, so he can rely on himself to play."

Wang Jingzhe pinched the cigarette butt and said, "It seems that you are not a problem with what you said."

Huang Jiulang spread his hands and said, "If you can find a better way, I can change the rhythm, but I don't think you have any experience in this regard."

Wang Jingzhe said: "How could I have you so cunning and cunning?"

"Haha..." Huang Jiulang snorted, suddenly turned his head and asked at Wu Mangong: "By the way, I don't know what this child is called, my child's surname is."

"Swish" Wu Mangong raised his head and said casually: "My surname is Huang, and my name is Huang Zhansheng."

Wang Jingzhe was shocked at once. Wu Mangong opened his mouth in surprise. After a while, he slapped his hands a few times and said to Wang Jingzhe with admiration: "Young man is so fast to get into the show. Where did you find such a niche guy with exquisite abilities? To be honest, I have started to cherish my talents. It's so proud."

Huang Zhansheng is the character in the information held by Wu Mangong, a fifteen-year-old young man.

Wu Mangong had a chance to get into the role in one second and entered the role directly.
Chapter completed!