Chapter Ninety-Four: The Question of Identity
There is a supermarket seven or eight hundred meters east of Wang Hong's house, which is not too large, mainly serving residents in and around the community.
There is a man and a woman on the top floor of the supermarket, who are setting up two binoculars, observing Wang Hong's home while chatting about this mission.
"Brother Hu, wasn't this house lightly monitored before, why did it suddenly raise the monitoring level so much?" The woman asked the man next to her with some confusion.
And the man known as Brother Hu also shook his head and said:
"I don't know very well, this mission is really strange, it not only wants us to investigate Wang Hong's information in detail, but also does not allow us to make a move to cross the line, and even does not allow contact, which is simply embarrassing us."
The woman also complained: "Yes, judging from the information collected some time ago, this guy should be a liar and a magic stick, why bother so much for him." ”
Some time ago, Wang Hong returned to China with gold, and the security department had already noticed him, and even some of the things he did in Sichuan Province were collected.
However, things like cultivating iron cloth shirts and being able to resist pistol bullets and the like, the security department basically laughed it off.
Every year, hundreds of similar charlatans are found, and I don't know how many are more exaggerated than Wang Hong.
After jokes such as "qigong extinguishing fires" and "qigong shooting down satellites" back then, almost no one in the government still believes in this set.
So it didn't take long for Wang Hong to be classified as a charlatan, and even the batch of gold was considered to have been deceived back from Africa.
Later, although there was still routine surveillance, including the destruction of the cameras, it did not attract the attention of the security services.
But in the past few days, I don't know what crazy I have done, and I suddenly became interested in many charlatans.
For example, Wang Hong, who is highly suspicious, has a large number of intelligence personnel to monitor.
Hearing the woman mention the magic stick, Brother Hu hesitated for a moment, and then said softly:
"I did hear some news vaguely, but I don't think it's credible, but combined with the work we're doing, it seems to be a little bit possible."
Although the rules within the security department are quite strict, some elderly people who have worked for decades have their own channels and will communicate with each other.
Therefore, many secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to access are like viewing texts in the palm of their hands for them.
Even if the information of the "master" has a high level of confidentiality, there is no impermeable wall under the sky, and such a thing as a confidentiality agreement may not be able to shut everyone's mouth.
Brother Hu, a person with flexible information, has already detected the clues through some channels, but the content is too unbelievable, so there are not many people who believe it.
The woman was just about to ask something, but suddenly the two rolled their eyes and fell to the ground together.
At the same time, a figure emerged from behind them, it was Wang Hong, who was aware of someone monitoring and entered the building incognito.
I saw him pick up the two people who had fainted, enter the stealth state again, come to a utility room in the supermarket building, and then cast an increasingly proficient soul dementorship.
It didn't take long for Wang Hong to know the whole process of the matter from the mouths of the two.
"I'm doing it myself, but fortunately, my parents have been paying attention to covering up my appearance, otherwise I would probably be screened out."
Wang Hong rubbed his cheeks and once again worried about his identity.
Before he has the strength to resist nuclear bombs in his body, he really doesn't want to be completely exposed, otherwise there will be a steady stream of trouble for his parents and himself.
casually gave the two people who fainted, carried out deep hypnosis, made them forget what had just happened, and then slipped back to the top floor and put on a posture of hugging each other and sleeping.
As for how the future will develop, Wang Hong is too lazy to pay attention to it except for a smile.
"If I take out a large amount of jadeite at this time, no matter how reasonable the source is, I'm afraid it will further deepen some people's suspicions."
"Forget it, let's use the old way and use small problems to cover up big problems."
"Anyway, I have already stated before that the entrance to the secret realm is in Guangling City, and now it is reasonable to have a little more content."
It's not that Wang Hong didn't think about covering it up completely, and even hypnotized the intelligence officers a lot.
But the risk of doing so is too great, and once the matter is exposed one day, the court's friendly attitude towards him will definitely turn into a serious rejection.
Whether out of reason or emotion, Wang Hong didn't want to fall out with the Great Xia court, so it was really inconvenient for him to do this kind of thing that might touch the bottom line.
"I was preparing over there a few days ago, but I didn't expect it to be used so quickly."
"The two identities of 'master' and 'Wang Hong' can't always disappear one by one, otherwise sooner or later they will be noticed by someone with a heart."
Back at home, Wang Hong took out an item from his storage bag, a palm-sized, crudely carved wooden figure with no face.
When he poured mana into it, the wooden man, which was originally only about ten centimeters, actually quickly swelled to the size of Wang Hong.
At the same time, its face was also flickering, and after a while, a face exactly the same as Wang Hong appeared, including the body part of the wooden man, which gradually became the same as an ordinary person.
This item is called the Twin Golem, which is a support type of magic weapon that can transform into a clone that is exactly the same as that of the monk.
Although the combat effectiveness of the clone is extremely low, not much stronger than that of ordinary people, its IQ is also quite impressive, and it can only carry out some of the simplest communication.
However, the degree of realism of the twin puppets is extremely high, and the monk's usual living habits can be perfectly simulated.
It can be said that as long as there is no positive communication, outsiders will never notice the abnormality.
When their parents returned home in the evening, they briefly told them about the situation, although Wang Quan and Yan Wanying were a little worried, they could understand Wang Hong's concerns.
With their cooperation, the possibility of the twin puppets being exposed is even less.
In order to completely solve the problem of identity, Wang Hong rushed to Yanjing overnight, and the next morning, he asked Lao Shangshu to come out for breakfast.
Lao Shangshu's surname is Zhu, and he lives in a big courtyard in Yanjiao after retirement, Wang Hong went to his house last time he came to Beijing, so the teahouse he found this time was also near that big courtyard.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhu Lao, whose body was getting lighter and healthier, walked into the private room of the teahouse and asked Wang Hong with a smile:
"Did the matter over there settle so quickly?"
Although nearly a month has passed in the other world, it has only been seven or eight days since Wang Hong got the cloud burst bomb on the Earth Star side.
There are still a few days to deal with some old guys in Yanjing, so Zhu Lao feels a little strange.
Wang Hong got up to greet him and replied with a smile: "I'm only responsible for releasing that thing in the past, and the problem will be solved by going down, and I don't bother to care about the rest of the matter." ”
Zhu Lao sat down in the private room, then shook his head and said:
"You don't care about anything like this, aren't you afraid that the people below will fool you?"
"Even if you are confident in your own strength, there are small tricks that will make a mess of your rule, even if they don't threaten to rule."
"A city of more than 200,000 people is not a small situation, how can it be so neglected."
When discussing the response plan in the Ministry of War before, Wang Hong used the means of transferring flowers and trees to roughly tell the people of the Ministry of War about the situation in Luxi New Town.
At that time, Zhu Lao was also present, and he also nodded a few words about his behavior of ignoring government affairs, and now seeing that Wang Hong didn't even care about post-war matters, he couldn't help but open his mouth and scold lightly.