Eight-year-old little Celestial Master: Catching ghosts was broadcast live on the entire Internet

When Zhang Tianling rushed to the cafeteria, He Fatzi was waving at him in his old position: "Just wait for you Tianling!"

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, He Fatzi's voice was much higher than usual, and it was particularly loud in the empty canteen, which immediately attracted dozens of eyes around him.

For a time, the explosive news of Zhang Tianling's "exit" spread like a prairie fire. Not only the canteen, but also the chat groups of various departments were quickly affected, and all kinds of information and photos of Zhang Tianling began to spread wildly, and the excitement was no less than that noon after the evaluation.

Listening to the disturbance in his ears, Zhang Tianling's calm heart fluctuated slightly; The operation closed his hearing, and he only looked forward with his eyes down.

During this period, many people came forward to try to talk, and Balabala talked a lot about himself, but in Zhang Tianling's eyes, it was just a silent opening and closing of his lips, like a silent movie playing repeatedly.

"Tianling, why don't you pay attention to people." Before Zhang Tianling sat down, He Fatzi asked impatiently.

"If you take care of everything, you won't be able to eat this meal today." Zhang Tianling fiddled with the pinna of his ears to relieve the ear pressure that followed after the spell was revoked.

"The kid with glasses," He Fatzi quietly pointed not far away, "His father is the big leader of Tianhe City." "

Oh." Zhang Tianling said lightly.

"And the girl in the plaid skirt, the family is always rich!"

"Hmm."

"Alas, that girl who is watching you, I heard that she was a little star before she entered the Ability Bureau."

"Oh."

"! Look at him..."

In the time after that, He Fatzi said ten words and took a bite of food, and introduced all the people in the canteen. They either wanted to talk to Zhang Tianling just now, or they kept looking at this side, with different expressions and mixed feelings in their hearts.

Zhang Tianling listened to it, in addition to feeling the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon of the Ability Bureau, he was also interested in He Fatzi's ability to grasp intelligence.

"Where did you learn about this?" Zhang Tianling said curiously.

"Oh, that's a long story." He Fatzi whispered.

"Tell me."

"No, keep it a secret."

"I won't talk nonsense," Zhang Tianling swore at the lamp with three fingers pointing upward, "Senior He, you just tell me." "

Hmm..." He Fatzi hesitated.

"Otherwise," Zhang Tianling saw that there was a play, so he cast the bait and said, "In the future practical class, I will teach you more to urge the talisman to recite the spell."

He Fatzi's eyes really lit up, and he was surprised: "Really?

Zhang Tianling patted his chest: "Of course, the eldest husband is difficult to chase after him."

"You have to make sure you don't talk about it to anyone."

"Got it, got it, tell me about it."

"Hmm..." He Fatzi made a decision and said, "Actually, I also bought this information from another person.

"Tipsters?"

"Yes, that's what he calls himself."

Zhang Tianling rubbed his chin and thought for a while, the people who bought and sold intelligence were nothing more than such a group of people, and those who had the ability to do business to the Extraordinary Ability Bureau were by no means ordinary people.

He then asked, "Does this person work in the Bureau of Strange Abilities, and how can he contact him?"

"I don't know, but with his understanding of our bureau, I wouldn't be surprised if he plays the role of the director." He Fatzi smacked his lips and admired the person's appearance: "If you want to contact him, just write a note on the meeting request and put it here." As he

spoke, He Fatzi picked up his mobile phone, called up the floor plan of the underground parking lot, and pointed to one of the columns.

"It's as simple as that?" Zhang Tianling couldn't believe it, shouldn't the intelligence dealers see the head but not the tail, how can they meet and talk about the deal.

"He's very well disguised, and he's pretty good."

"Oh..." Zhang Tianling thought for a moment and silently wrote down the location.

"Oh no," He Fatzi reacted and said in astonishment, "Why am I telling you so much detail?" What do you have to inquire about as a child?

"Curious, ask." Zhang Tianling shrugged.

"I can warn you, don't provoke this kind of person easily, his circle is very mysterious."

"And how did you get involved with him?" Zhang Tianling asked rhetorically.

"I was introduced, and there aren't many people in the bureau who know about his existence. Everyone knows how to keep secrets, go to him if there is something, keep silent when there is nothing, and try not to expand the influence.

"It's inconvenient to reveal, Senior He, how much money did you spend in total?"

"Sometimes I give money, sometimes I give charms, and it doesn't cost much. The main reason is that the information I bought is very simple, and it can be regarded as his 'small household'.

After some interrogation, Zhang Tianling had a general understanding of this intelligence dealer, and became more and more curious about what kind of person he was and where the information came from.

If it is really as powerful as He Fatzi said, then he must find a chance to meet, and he happens to have a question that he desperately wants to get an answer.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianling was suddenly in a good mood. Although he hated the noisy environment of the cafeteria, he finally had an unexpected gain from this trip, so he ate two more bowls in celebration.