Chapter 100: The Eight Pages of the Stars, by the Mage Lutia (I)

A pure white suit, this outfit looks like a suit, but it is more like an aristocratic dress with a medieval design style.

Elegant, silky, I don't know what fabric is made of.

The pure white dress gives people a sense of absolute purity and holiness, as if not a single speck of dust can be stained with this layer of pure white.

Dress, cape.

The color of the cloak is also pure white of the same color, but the fabric is painted with a special paint of pale gold, and the complex spell language is painted.

On the chest of the formal dress, a badge with an eye pattern is worn, which looks mysterious.

Elegant man, quietly holding a book of poetry.

As if no one was there, he leaned on the waiting seat outside the office on the third floor of the Wuzhou Special Investigation Bureau.

This morning's headquarters of the Special Investigation Bureau is destined to be a busy day until it explodes.

In the corridors and aisles, you can see staff holding a large stack of documents and files, or holding a pager in their hands, constantly transmitting reports from superiors shuttling between the upper and lower floors.

The moment everyone went out, they were inadvertently attracted by this man.

It's been about half an hour since I hung up the phone call this morning.

The "fox," an intelligence trafficker who is active in the shadows of Wuzhou, took the initiative to throw himself into the net at the headquarters of the Wuzhou Special Investigation Bureau today.

Hu Yan elegantly flipped through the poetry book in his hand, but the corner of his eye was looking at the fiery scene of the staff rushing to tell each other in the building of the Special Investigation Bureau.

It seems that the incident is getting bigger and bigger.

But compared to the information that I am about to reveal when I come here today, this is only the beginning.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously drew a curvature, and Hu Yan's half-squinted eyes flashed with a complicated look.

He didn't know what he was doing with the tiger.

Still is........ He made the wisest choice in his life.

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"Mr. Hu, the meeting of the bureau will end in a short time, you can go to the bureau office and wait for him first.

Your visit to our Tang Bureau already knows.

It's just that this morning's meeting is really hard to take away, I hope you can understand"

There was a soft creak as the door to the conference room was gently pushed open.

A certain little police flower with fresh short hair and cool milk was holding the disposable paper cup hot water that is standard in the office building, and handed it to Hu Yan who was waiting outside the door with an apologetic face.

The schedule of the Wuzhou Special Investigation Bureau is indeed very busy today.

Hu Yan appeared here, indicating that he wanted to meet Tang Heyun, the director of the Wuzhou Special Investigation Bureau, if he hadn't put on this robe representing the [Tower] today, just by virtue of his identity as an intelligence dealer who was active in the secrets, he would definitely not have been received by Tang Heyun so easily.

Bai Xiaomian, as a newcomer during the internship period, was not sent to the front-line battlefield.

Perhaps, it is also because of the white owl.

But yesterday's fatigue and fatigue all night without rest still made the little police flower's face full of sleepy exhaustion.

Since yesterday morning, after coming into close contact with that dangerous character.

A series of reviews, tests, and report compilations almost made Bai Xiaomian move the idea of resigning and going home to gnaw at the old age.

In order to obtain more information about the wish, as a direct contact object, Bai Xiaomian was almost sliced and studied.

If you assume that the other party is the best at the [mask] of the mental sequence.

Who dares to guarantee that Bai Xiaomian, who was in direct contact with him, was not planted with spiritual seeds in his body?

Back and forth, tossing and turning all day.

I have to pick up my spirits this morning, sort out the report, and come back to work overtime.

Looking out the door, this personable and elegant man.

Bai Xiaomian rubbed his eyes vigorously and took the hot water from his hand.

Even if you use a disposable paper cup, you can drink it into the atmosphere of exquisite morning tea in the hands of the "fox".

Smiling politely, Hu Yan stared at this newcomer during the internship period, his eyes could vaguely see through Bai Xiaomian's body wrapped with the same aura as yesterday's wish, although it was very meager and weak enough to dissipate, but this breath made Hu Yan dare not forget.

"You're welcome, I'll just wait for the Tang Bureau here.

It seems that today is the wrong time for me to visit.

If I don't squat here for the first time, I'm afraid that the Tang Bureau will be put in another office for a meeting when he comes out of this door.

Wuzhou should have a lot of trouble coming out these days, and those of us who rely on relationships to eat are afraid that it will be difficult to eat. ”

moistened his throat with hot water, and closed the poetry book in his hand.

He smiled and quipped.

Having experienced the horror of wishing yesterday, he understands the danger of that guy.

A wall of chaos defense that can silently traverse four pages of spells.

The impression left on him by the wish was so profound that Hu Yan felt that it was even faster than his own school test in the graduation season of the Tower.

Judging from the level of chaos in Wuzhou today, if he didn't deliberately wear this robe that represented the tower, it is estimated that he would not be able to get into the building of the headquarters of the Special Investigation Bureau.

This specially made robe is a mage style customized by the Tower for each mage after they are promoted to a higher level.

After a variety of improvements, refined.

This pure white dress and cloak were essentially comparable to a four-page level spell.

"Mr. Hu is really joking, you are a distinguished guest today. Coming on behalf of the tower, even the headquarters of the Ministry of Security must give relative courtesy.

The meeting is too cumbersome, and it is not ours to keep you waiting.

Thankfully, the meeting didn't last long.

Come to my office, I should be able to spare fifteen minutes of free time for Mr. Hu. ”

Accompanied by the sound of nonsense and laughter outside the door, an elegant voice came from the door.

Tang Heyun, with gray sideburns, glasses, and an elegant temperament.

At this moment, he was holding a stack of document bags and nodding at Hu Yan.

In the seat of the headquarters of the Wuzhou Special Investigation Bureau, Tang Heyun can be regarded as one of the top two figures in the Wuzhou area.

It can be in charge of the special events of ghosts and gods in the entire Wuzhou, and has the right to mobilize the forces of all departments to carry out auxiliary operations.

The only people who can fight with him are the person in charge of the local [company], or a few old-timers who have retired for the elderly.

In normal times, Hu Yan wants to meet this bureau seat as an intelligence dealer, and it takes a lot of effort to make an appointment and make an appointment.

Today, Tang Heyun was able to spare fifteen minutes out of his busy schedule.

To a large extent, it is because of the robe that Hu Yan is wearing.

This is the identity of the mage on four pages.

He put on this and came to the Special Investigation Bureau, not to represent his personal will, but to transmit the voice of the tower.

When Tang Heyun does things, he pays attention to being vigorous and resolute.

He clutched the bag of documents and led directly to the front.

The office is also on the third floor, which is not far away.

After entering his office. Tang Heyun sat firmly on the office chair, although it was just an ordinary desk, but with the elegant uncle sitting down, the atmosphere of the scene became serious.

Helping his glasses, Tang Heyun stretched out his hand to signal Hu Yan to sit down while unblocking the information in the document bag.

"Does Mr. Hu want tea, or coffee?

If you don't mind the red tape, we can get straight to the ground.

Fifteen minutes is not too long, nor too short, and it should be enough for Mr. Hu to explain why he is here today.

I know that the Special Investigation Bureau sometimes uses Mr. Hu's relationship channels, so we should be half partners.

Did you choose this day to surprise us, or was it a fright? ”

The aura unfolded silently, Tang Heyun flipped through the reports in the file bag, and at the same time paid attention to the little red dots on the internal computer, flickering wildly.

As the director of the Wuzhou Special Investigation Bureau, all incidents, reports, and tasks need to be reviewed and approved by him.

Regarding the identity of Hu Yan, Tang Heyun is actually very clear.

As a guy who is active in the secret and makes a living from the intelligence business, the role of Hu Yan can be said to run wherever there is meat, but I have to say that sometimes such a type of role is really needed to maintain a balance between each other.

Therefore, Tang Heyun mostly turned a blind eye to these people who were doing secret business.

After all, sometimes the Special Investigation Bureau investigates a case and also needs their intelligence channels.

Sitting opposite Tang Heyun, the aura of this big guy really made the young man Hu Yan feel a little depressed.

But, the two squinting characters bumped into each other.

There's always some wonderful chemistry going on.

Putting the poetry book he had been holding in his hand on Tang Heyun's desk, Hu Yan smiled slightly and said jokingly.

"I'd rather have a hot cup of coffee if I could.

However, the situation is urgent, and this visit will surely surprise you like never before, I know what you and the entire Secret Investigation Bureau are busy with, and I have brought a prophecy about him. ”

Smiling calmly, "Fox" is an excellent intelligence merchant who knows how to deal with all kinds of clients.

Regarding the information about making a wish, for Hu Yan, it will be the richest bargaining chip.

He came here because he made a wish to get promoted to the fifth page in exchange for the friendship of the "fox".

In the meantime, Hu Yan is still thinking about how to get the due remuneration from the Special Investigation Bureau, and be able to earn several commissions for a business.

That's what makes a good intelligence monger.

Listening to the nonsense, Tang Heyun slowed down his hand movements.

He looked into Hu Yan's eyes and spoke.

"I know what kind of business Mr. Hu is, but have you been involved in this business for too long?

Regarding that guy, we have not officially confirmed the complete information about his details.

It seems that Mr. Hu's attainments in business are beyond imagination.

Have you been in contact with him personally?

That guy's danger level, but it is as high as the evaluation of [disaster], if you contact it at will, maybe we will ask Mr. Hu to stay for a comprehensive physical examination, of course, you can rest assured, it is free. ”

Between talking and laughing, with a little bit of humor.

However, Tang Heyun was not joking.

The danger of making a wishAfter fighting with the White Owl last night, his danger rating has increased a lot.

Such a dangerous character, the Secret Investigation Bureau can grasp very little information about him.

At present, there is information related to wishing.

Most of them are evaluated based on the data from people who have personally met and fought, compiled reports, and analyzed by the brain. Hu Yan said that he could provide information about the wish, and if this was true, the Special Investigation Bureau was indeed willing to spend a lot of money to buy this information.

However, in Tang Heyun's eyes.

Although Hu Yan represents the power of the [Tower] faction, he is only a four-page mage himself.

Four pages, the major forces are like the mainstay.

But, in the face of disaster, a four-page mage is simply not enough to read.

Besides, if Hu Yan had been in contact with the Wish, who could say that he was not here at the moment, not because he was hinted at by the Wish's spiritual power, and wanted to make an expected hidden move against the headquarters of the Special Investigation Bureau.

Aspects to consider, carefully detailed.

Hearing Tang Heyun's words, Hu Yan sighed slightly.

He knew that if he couldn't come up with something practical, Tang Heyun would not be so easy to convince.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not here today to trade in intelligence.

I, with whom I bring prophecy.

Yesterday there was a lot of uproar, and it didn't hurt to reveal some work information to the Tang Bureau.

I took over a business involving that person yesterday, and I can't disclose the specific customer information, but I did have personal contact with him.

He has a strong level of mental power, both in terms of quality and manipulation.

The means of having a ranged clone surpass my perception spells, at least in magnitude. Moreover, the strength of the clone can silently penetrate the [Wall of Chaos] of the Void, but that one's temper is very strange, and I am sure that he has not buried his mental skills.

Since the separation, it has been called under it.

So what I'm about to bring is not information about him, but a man's intelligence is not at all surprising at this moment compared to this prophecy.

What I bring to you is a prophecy involving the entire Wuzhou and even the Great Xia Kyushu. ”

told Tang Heyun about the means he had personally contacted and seen yesterday with Wish.

Between the nonsense and the words, there is quite a smell of a god stick.

He raised a finger in a dazzle, as if to condense the atmosphere of the scene to a tense point.

As the nonsense fell, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Prophecy?

When it comes to prophecy, do you, a four-page mage of the school of prophecy, have the confidence to talk about prophecy and the future? ”

The voice of indifferent questioning, the one who spoke was a cold and lonely man.

White owl, he has been sitting quietly here.

It's just that the breath of the whole body is hidden, making it impossible to detect.

Hearing Hu Yan a four-page mage talking about the topic of prophecy, Bai Xiao couldn't help but interrupt him.

It seems that he had expected this situation for a long time, and Hu Yan did not panic in the face of the deterrence emanating from the white owl behind him.

Silently took off the necklace around his neck and draped the silver ornament of the Book of Wisdom on top of the spread out book of poems.

Hu Yan's eyes revealed a trace of lofty admiration.

He smiled and spoke.

"I never said that this prophecy is my own.

I'm just a messenger, representing the Tower.

So, let's invite you two to meet you next.

One of the eight seats of the Supreme Tower of our Majesty, in charge of prophecy and the future, the eighth page of the stars, Lord Lutia. ”

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