Wearing it on the villain

While Liu Qing was reading the materials, Gudebai turned on the TV projection screen, flipped the bookcase, revealing a completely new white wall, which happened to be hot news when it was turned on.

Rich people always have many resources and channels to learn information that most people don't know. Information is as hard currency as gold at any time.

"Is there any news about the murderer?" Gudebai asked casually. He leaned back in the chair and looked as if he had known Liu Qing for a long time. All he needed were two buckets of popcorn and Happy Water for Fat House, and the two of them could Like a pair of good friends who get together on the weekend.

Liu Qing's hands paused, and she turned a page not paying attention. She pondered the difference between the words "no news" and "not caught", and smiled slightly: "This kind of thing is always not easy. , I think the police will do their best to follow up."

Immediately afterwards, Gudebai asked again: "What kind of ability is he?"

"..."

Liu Qing's twitching hands stopped completely. She raised her head and looked at Gudebai, trying to determine whether the other party was fraudulently obtaining information, but the other party did not look at her, and kept staring at the projection screen on the wall. The news anchor was still writing. Broadcasting today's news in a serious manner, it seems that the voice in the room is a bit monotonous.

She flicked through enough detailed information blankly, and confirmed that Gudebai and herself were probably prepared in advance, and soon heard the other party speak again.

"What about yours?" Goodbye asked her, "What's your superpower?"

"The young man was writing a math simulation paper downstairs, and the last big question was wrong from the third step, and the answer was 5." Liu Qing told him, and then pressed her hands on the materials, her eyes were deep and dark. His eyes were faintly the color of amethyst, "Mr. Gu, it's best not to ask about things that shouldn't be asked."

Gudebai began to play with his fingers disapprovingly. He gently moved his index finger and middle finger, and said not very angry: "You came to the door so openly, and you took it for granted to look at the information I collected, but told me not to Asking the wrong question doesn't sound like the right thing to do."

Liu Qing said in her heart: When I came here, the information said that you were moody and had a bad temper. I stayed up all night watching dozens of interview videos of you and prepared a lot of drafts, but no one told me that you were a weirdo.

"Then I can understand that your question is the payment for this material?"

According to common sense, if you want to get information from rich people like Goodbye that they can't get, most of the time you will owe a favor in addition to money. Liu Qing was a little bit guilty in her heart.

It is better to give information than to owe favors, lest things change for a long time.

Gudebai said lazily: "Yes."

"His superpowers are electric current and magnetism, including bioelectricity."

In fact, the suspect will announce the news soon, and it is not a big problem to leak it in advance. Liu Qing explained: "He can paralyze adults in an instant, and can also interfere with machines, but it cannot cause large-scale power outages for the time being."

"Can you control yourself?"

"We deduce that it is out of control." Liu Qing was not very happy when she said this, her face was slightly gloomy, "This is also the reason why she has been reluctant to make it public."

A murderous lunatic who is difficult to catch and has out-of-control abilities is running around in the city, no wonder...

Goodbye was thoughtful: electric current?What a coincidence, it seems that Du Yutai is going to owe me a favor.

After reading all the materials, Liu Qing stood up again, shook hands with Gudebai, and introduced herself again concisely and forcefully. This time she put a rather long prefix in front of her name, Gudebai Bai didn't remember it, and even just glanced at the certificate just now, all he knew was that Liu Qing was the director of the bureau.

Apparently Liu Qing saw it. She smiled and said, "Actually, it's okay to call me an invisible person. It's easy to remember. Thank you for your cooperation. I hope there will be another chance to cooperate next time."

Gudebai just said: "Ms. Liu, if you need anything, you can contact me at any time."

Different words and different expressions will have completely different effects. If this is at a banquet, then this polite sentence will undoubtedly make people laugh, but according to the sincerity of Gudebai’s information, this sentence is worth it. pondered over.

Liu Qing glanced at Gu Debai strangely, her expression became elusive, and she joked: "Mr. Gu, I thought you had done enough business without capital."

It is difficult for the government to have surplus food. Although the country is huge, all departments have to ask for money. Superpowers are a protracted struggle, which is more troublesome than ordinary crimes and causes even greater losses. Saying that I can get enough budget every time, if there is a chaebol who is willing to bear all these losses, then of course it is a great thing. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a pie in the sky, but this pie may be poisonous.

"I know." Gudebai said absent-mindedly. In fact, the money was not his, so of course he didn't feel bad about spending it. He leaned on the office chair, looked sideways at Liu Qing, and answered her calmly, " Doing business is a headache, but doing charity is another story."

Liu Qing's expression seemed not only elusive, but mixed, and she subconsciously said, "That's probably a lot of money."

"Coincidentally." Gudebai laughed, "The thing I need most is money. You don't have to worry too much. This is just an ordinary charity. I am willing to pay part of the bill for the losses caused by superpowers. Of course, you don't want to pay for it." It doesn’t matter if you believe it, I’m just pointing it out, the choice is still yours.”

Now Liu Qing stood, and she stared at Gudebai quietly: "So, is there any limit to Mr. Gu's help?"

"That depends on how much you want." Gudebai pondered for a moment, and he said slowly, "I always have to do what I can."

Such a conversation made Liu Qing feel more at ease. She realized that the other party was expressing goodwill, but she still had some reservations, so she laughed: "It doesn't sound like it's sincere."

However, she still tidied up the materials, took the pen and paper on the desk and left her number, the tip of the pen made a rustling sound on the paper, and the handwriting was very correct: "This is my contact information, I will come back soon, I will contact you when the time comes."

"Also, here is the confidentiality agreement, please sign it."

Just like a bank employee.

Goodbye has signed several confidentiality agreements, most of which are similar in content, and he is not allowed to release any related confidential information to the outside world, including the fact that the escaped murderer is electrified. Trying to write a novel and put it on the Internet to make money is not enough, and the punishment is almost never written, but everyone knows what will happen if it is violated.

"It's like the secret agent in the novel." Gudebai shook his head and smiled wryly. He wrote his name on the signature place, and when he looked up, he saw Liu Qing's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Liu Qing teased him with a rather light tone: "It's not too far away."

"By the way." When Gudebai pushed back the non-disclosure agreement, he quickly remembered another thing, "There is just one more thing to trouble you."

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it."

When Liu Qing came down, Wu Chizao was about to finish writing the entire paper. He liked to do the last big question first, and most of the previous questions were not difficult.

"Goodbye, little missing person." Liu Qing carried the bulging briefcase, with a little smile in her eyes, and came down the stairs sassy like a wind. She said hello to Wu Chizao, and then floated out of the door , It didn't take long for the sound of the car starting to sound.

Yu Ya, who was waiting for guidance, didn't realize it, and asked in a daze, "What's going on?"

This time Wu Chizao accompanied him in confusion until Gudebai walked down.

"Sure enough."

The owner of the manor turned over the paper, carefully looked at the last big question, and said to Wu Chizao: "The answer to this question is 5, and you have been wrong from here on."

Wu Chizao looked as if he had seen a ghost.