I'm not a drama god

In the dim alley, Chen Ling slowly took off the Nuo mask on his face.

The dripping rain soaked the ends of his hair, and the red and black robe on his body quickly faded to red. He looked at Shen Nan in front of him with a helpless look...

"It's really you?"

Shen Nan also took off his Nuo mask. He was shocked and said, "It's only been a short time... and you have mastered the power of [Nuo]?"

"It's been quite a long time actually." Chen Ling answered honestly.

For Chen Ling, this process was actually very long, but in Shen Nan's eyes, only more than a day had passed. He stared at Chen Ling in front of him, and was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment.

"Why are you here?" Chen Ling asked.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this?" Shen Nan came back to his senses. "I'm Bai Shou, a registered member of Bureau 749, and a guest of the Wushan Conference. Of course I'm here... You're wanted by Bureau 749, and you still dare to come here so brazenly?"

"It's just a 749th Bureau. Just let them be wanted."

Chen Ling waved his hands nonchalantly. He was already a wanted man by all mankind after the catastrophe. What did a small Bureau 749 matter to him?

Shen Nan: ...

"Don't tell me you really want to sneak into the Wushan Conference."

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"To join the club, you need to register. How do you get in?"

"I have thighs."

"?"

Chen Ling seemed to remember something and looked in the direction where Sun Bumian and the others left. "You've come just in time. Come with me."

"...What are you going to do?" Shen Nan's expression was a little strange.

“Do your job.”

……

Huixian Hotel.

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Ying Fu slowly pushed open the door of the room.

At this time, he had changed into an inconspicuous black sportswear, holding a cloth bag containing the meeting agenda, and even wearing a pair of half-framed black glasses on his nose to cover up his upturned eyes that looked majestic without even being angry. His imperial aura was hidden under his plain appearance, and at first glance, he would not attract anyone's attention at all...

The smell that hit him after he opened the door made Yingfu frown subconsciously, but he did not resist. Instead, he walked in calmly, and his sharp eyes behind the lenses carefully scanned every corner of the room.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual in the room, he looked downstairs through the window...

At this time, Han Xiang, who was wearing a blue-gray Chinese shirt, was talking to several other guests. He seemed to have a very high status in Bureau 749. Those guests had smiles on their faces and were full of respect for Han Xiang.

At the same time, Han Xiang, who was chatting and laughing, seemed to have noticed Ying Fu's gaze, glanced upwards inadvertently, and then smiled:

"Everyone, I'm going to go back to my room and rest for a while. We'll talk tonight."

"Hahaha, Mr. Han, have a good rest. We have plenty of time anyway."

"Yes, Mr. Han, taking care of your health is the most important thing."

"..."

Han Xiang walked through the corridor of the hotel, looking around from time to time. After making sure that no one was passing by, he quietly entered the room where Ying Fu was.

He closed the door with his backhand and wrote softly behind it. After a moment, a small word "闸" appeared.

The energy and sound were isolated by some invisible barrier. Only at this moment did Han Xiang finally relax. This senior who held a very high status in Bureau 749 looked at Ying Fu's back by the window with a look of sincere respect on his face.

"The accommodation conditions for this meeting are not good... Your Majesty, I am sorry for that." Prime Minister Han said with a wry smile.

"It doesn't matter."

Ying Fu pushed open the window and asked, "Is Chu Changqing settled?"

"It's settled. It's in the Lotus Hotel next door. Two people are left there to watch over it. There won't be any problems."

"Ah."

Ying Fu suddenly asked, "Why is the location of this accommodation different from what was mentioned before?"

"My spy in Bureau 749 sent me a message saying that because the original conference hotel has not been repaired, all the guests will be temporarily arranged at the foot of the mountain... wait until the meeting starts before going to the venue."

Ying Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced back at him, "What does Prime Minister Han think?"

Han Xiang hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Your Majesty, I think there are three doubts."

"explain."

"First, the purpose of each previous Intangible Cultural Heritage Conference was to allow Shinto owners to communicate with each other and to deepen the 749th Bureau's control over the 'White Hands'. It was considered a kind of singing and dancing activity... Therefore, in previous years, not all 'White Hands' were forced to participate, especially some of the more experienced masters. But this time, no matter how experienced you are, no matter where you are, everyone is forced to participate."

"Secondly, previous intangible cultural heritage conferences would be notified at least half a month in advance, and most of the meetings were held at the end of the year. However, this year, not only was the meeting too early, but the notice was only three days in advance, which seemed particularly hasty... It was as if there was something extremely urgent that had to be implemented as soon as possible."

"Third, Wushan is not on the list of target cities for the Intangible Cultural Heritage Conference. In the past, in order to facilitate transportation for the guests, they would choose a hub city, but the transportation here is extremely inconvenient, and the supporting facilities are relatively backward. Even the selected conference venue has not been repaired in time...

"I have not got any of the right time, right place, and right people. I really can't guess what Sun Zhongliang is thinking."

Ying Fu listened to Han Xiang's analysis expressionlessly, then said calmly,

"Performing their duties and using their talents appropriately... Sun Zhongliang has been in charge of Bureau 749 for so many years, and he has always followed the rules. But this time he acted so hastily. The reason behind this is already very obvious..."

Han Xiang was slightly startled, "Your Majesty, you mean..."

"This conference was not led by Sun Zhongliang. He was just a chess piece." Ying Fu slowly raised his head and stared at the cloudy sky. "The real planner is up there."

No one understands the emperor's mind better than Ying Fu. Even though he is still very unfamiliar with this era and even though he does not know much about Bureau 749, in Ying Fu's eyes, no matter how the times change, the power structure remains similar. He can accurately get to the point with just a hint of appearance.

"The purpose of this conference... Does Your Majesty already have an idea?" asked Prime Minister Han in surprise.

Ying Fu did not answer. He just glanced at the dark clouds and turned back to walk into the house. It seemed that no matter how strong the wind and rain outside were, it had nothing to do with him.

"I am not interested in what they want to do... All I want is this opportunity."

"It's ready for you, Your Majesty."

Han Xiang took out a list from his bosom and said, "Tonight, all the guests will attend the welcoming banquet in the Glazed Hall. I have already highlighted the few people who are worth paying attention to."

Ying Fu took the list and glanced at it. Several circled names and their corresponding shrines came into his sight.

"……oh?"