"Expensive"
In Huacheng, the monthly expenses of an ordinary family of three are about 5,000, which is due to the generally high consumption in Huacheng.
But is the other party’s price expensive?
Thinking of the previous owner's leek behavior, in fact, if the previous owner needed it, he would just wave his hand and buy it directly.
Zuo Dao's approach seems to have other plans.
The table host was wearing a copper-colored mask with a crying face, and Zuo Dao seemed to be able to detect the frown and dissatisfaction underneath the mask.
"If you could sense the energy contained in this spiritual material, you wouldn't say that. Including the spell bullets, you can't find them anywhere else. 』
"How many of these are there?" ”Written by Zuo Dao.
The table owner did not reply at this time, but looked at him sharply.
Obviously, the other party is very cautious and doubts Zuo Dao's purchasing ability.
He started to put away his things and prepared to leave.
Seeing this, Zuodao wrote:
"I'm very interested in these things about you, but if that's all, the price is too expensive. The proof of funds can allow Fatty to vouch for me." 』
Zuo Dao deliberately made the fonts very scattered. The other party stopped when he saw the content. He immediately walked to the door of the dark room and pressed a button. After a while, the fat man came in again. After understanding the situation through the sketch board, the fat man He glanced at Zuo Dao and said:
"I can guarantee this person's purchasing power." After saying that, the fat man did not leave, but stepped back to give the two of them a little distance.
"Thirty spiritual materials, nine spell bullets. 』
Seeing this, Zuo Dao under the mask showed some fiery eyes to the two of them, and he quickly wrote:
"I can get it all, but I don't have that much cash. I can transfer it anonymously. I need some time to make an account for you." 』
In Huayu, fund transfers need to be registered.
However, there are always more solutions than difficulties. For many industries, it is inconvenient to leave accounts, which has given rise to a gray industry: foundations.
On the surface, they are charitable organizations, but privately they are gray money transfer institutions. Most of them require a recommender and a free membership fee to join them. Naturally, the former owner does not have the ability to find a recommender.
But, fat people do.
"Okay, you pay the deposit to Fatty." 』
Seeing that the matter was accomplished, the three of them went out together. The fat man was in a very good mood. As the organizer of the venue, the main source of income was the work of brokers. Very few people brought cash, especially large amounts of cash. Except for those who could take what they needed. Most of the bartering ended up with the money coming from him, and this was the money he mainly made.
The owner of the table chose to return to his seat and close his eyes to relax. It was obvious that he came here just to make goods.
Zuo Dao walked to the venue and took out his mobile phone to check and found that there was no signal.
"This fat man is so cautious..." Zuo Dao chuckled inwardly.
Seeing Zuo Dao's actions, the fat man whispered to Zuo Dao:
"Brother, there is a jammer here, you know. I will take you out to the box outside first, and let someone help you make the account."
The fat man took Zuo Dao out. He picked up the communicator and said a few words. Soon a nightclub employee came over, and he returned to the venue again to continue his money-making plan. In Zuo Dao's view, for some reason, this The fat man was in high spirits.
After returning to the box through the secret door, the staff helped Zuo Dao quickly fill in the information through the other party's tablet. The other party said:
"Wait a moment, I'll go handle it for you."
Watching the staff leave, two paper spirits emerged from Zuo Dao's chest, swam quickly in the room, and then floated out of the corridor and wandered around.
“There are no monitors in the house, there are no electronic components for bugs, and the walls are very clean.
"But it's a bit strange. There doesn't seem to be a camera in this bar, so it's almost like it's a crime scene..."
As Zuo Dao thought, he took out his mobile phone, but instead of making a call, he opened a chat software and found a person.
Dust of history: "Sister Tongyan, something happened (patted you)."
Maybe it was because of the patting, but the private chat person responded quickly.
Xiaotong: "Say. [smiley face]"
Dust of History: "Sister Tongyan, are the ammunition of our General Affairs Bureau strictly controlled?"
Xiaotong: "Yes."
Xiaotong: "What's wrong?"
Seeing this, Zuo Dao thought for a moment and typed quickly.
Dust of History: "I discovered something here. Brother Chen Jiu has been sending me our internal materials for study. [Location] There are people trading curse bombs here. I'm thinking of holding them back first, but I can't buy them first. , and then find a way to contact this person."
Zuo Dao typed calmly. Curse bullets are a kind of anti-personnel ammunition that has special attack on spiritual creatures. They are strictly controlled in the Chinese domain.
These days, Chen Jiu, a veteran operator, would communicate with Zuo Dao online whenever he had nothing to do. Therefore, he had learned about a situation before, that is, after reporting the "ghost" incident to Zang Ti that day, the general affairs The bureau and many departments in Huacheng have started working overtime on high blood pressure. Until now, it has been more than a week.
As for Cheng Quan, the inner ghost Li Jia and the unknown person who is planning to cause disaster in the city, they are all surging in the undercurrent. Under the deliberate protection of Zang Tiao, Zuo Dao is learning more about the world these days. knowledge, these things seemed to be far away from him.
But Zuo Dao knew in his heart that this was only temporary. When the General Affairs Bureau found the other party's tail, or the other party preemptively created a disaster, the entire Flower City would be subject to violent storms.
The control of firearms and ammunition is equally strict no matter where it is. The reason why the heretics say this is because they have the purpose of deceiving others.
If he didn't have an official status now and had enough ability, he wouldn't mind "taking advantage of others" if he knew about this situation. But now that the problem of identity is concerned, he decided to turn it into "merit". Even if he doesn't take the top spot, he will still get it. Each report will be rewarded.
On the other side of the chat software, Tong Yan didn't know whether she was shocked by Zuo Dao's high chance of encountering a related incident, or by the huge amount of money spent. She was silent for more than ten seconds before replying.
Xiaotong: "We will send someone over right away. Please pay attention to your safety. If you can't delay, you can buy the things first."
Historical dust: "Okay, I'll go first."
As Zuo Dao said, a paper man squatted invisibly outside the door. When he saw the business staff walking all the way, he put away his mobile phone, returned to his seat, tapped his legs and closed his eyes to rest. The control of the Fat Man's venue was special. He also provided many facilities for delivering information.
Everything and nothing happens.
.....
In the dark room of the trading venue, Zuo Dao put away a stack of spiritual papers and spell bullets that had been traded.
"Happy transaction, you two." The fat man watched Zuo Dao put away these things, rubbed his hands with a smile and said, "You two, please continue to visit the venue, okay?"
"Arrange for me to leave. ” wrote the man in the copper mask.
"leave. Zuo Dao wrote the same thing, and then wrote another line and handed it to the seller: "If you have any of these things, you can contact me through Fatty." 』
The seller of the copper-colored mask may have relaxed a lot because of the successful transaction, but he calmly wrote back: "Maybe." 』
Zuo Dao nodded and walked out of the dark room without any further communication. The seller returned to his seat and waited quietly for the fat man's departure arrangements, while Zuo Dao paid attention to the other party without leaving any trace.
The transactions at the venue gradually came to an end as time passed, and some people began to leave in batches in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the fat man.
At this time, both Zuo Dao and the bronze-faced man discovered something was wrong.
Both of them were among the group who made the intention to trade and leave earlier, but their arranged evacuation was delayed.
It can be seen that the copper-faced man changed his sitting position and began to be wary of the entire audience.
Zuo Dao was not a lucky person. He pursed his lips under the mask, feeling a little amused and funny in his heart:
"This damn fat guy doesn't want to take advantage of others. I haven't even done that yet..."
Just when the copper-faced man was about to lose his composure, the fat man walked to their tables and said quickly:
"Sorry for delaying you. I'll arrange for you to leave. Follow me."
The three of them walked towards a secret passage, the fat man was still smiling brightly, and the two on the left and right were on guard.
Halfway through the journey, the bronze-faced man stopped, and Zuo Dao naturally stopped too.
Then, the copper-faced man spoke.
