Chapter 182: An Unusual Information Dealer

The image on the sky screen was too abnormal.

Soon, a strange post appeared on the Internet.

People who have not experienced it personally, after clicking on this post, are still a little confused.

[On the incident where I made 150,000 yuan as a gigolo.]

"People in Haibei who clicked in will understand."

"Hahaha, the poster is really brave. He dared to post this incident on the Internet."

People in Haibei who have seen the sky screen understood and started to make fun of it.

"Otherwise, what kind of emotional consultant can make so much money?"

"He is so young, what kind of decent job can he find?"

"Will he find those rich women with special XP?"

"Those who know will understand."

"That woman is in her forties, can she accept this?"

"Tsk tsk, very Xing."

"That's great, I also want to find such a class."

"I really don't want to work, why don't rich women like me?"

"Maybe you are too old and not popular."

"Being a gigolo also depends on your face."

There are many people with malicious speculations like this.

The unhappiness of reality, coupled with the uneasy mood of being trapped in the city and unable to go out, are all vented on the Internet.

Soon, many people in Haibei City topped the post, pushing the popularity of this post to the front.

Many people from other cities clicked in without knowing why, and heard that they were talking like a code, and they couldn't help but be curious about eating melons.

"What gossip are you talking about?"

"Rich woman? Little white face? 150,000? What kind of news is this?"

"It's hard to say the details. I can only say what I know now. A boy who looks only twelve or thirteen years old, who works as an emotional consultant, received 150,000 from a middle-aged woman in her forties who looks quite wealthy."

"Oh my god, what emotional consultant? Is this a scam?"

"So young? This is illegal!"

"News from Haibei City? I searched it, but couldn't find anything. Is it fake?"

No matter how those people speculated.

The picture on the sky screen continued to play.

Bai Zuo was lying on the sofa. His phone vibrated. Bai Zuo took out his phone and clicked it to see.

Someone sent a message to Bai Zuo's private message.

"The situation in the east is not good. Those rats are too annoying."

"The information you provided was very timely. If we hadn't discovered it earlier, we would have lost more than this. I will give you 30% more this time as a thank you."

A huge amount of money was transferred to an anonymous black card of Bai Zuo through several transfers.

The countless zeros on it made those malicious people dumbfounded.

This is only 30% of it.

"There are so many damn zeros that I can't count them all at once."

"Three million! I can't make that much money in my lifetime."

"What kind of information is so valuable?"

"Didn't he say he was an emotional consultant?"

"What's the matter with this money?"

Some people posted on the post in confusion.

There are many smart people on the Internet who have analyzed something based on what netizens in Haibei City revealed.

"First of all, let's not talk about the emotional consultant. Let's see what happens next. The rats are a bit like jargon, and this information is actually very obvious."

"This profession is illegal in Xiaguo. This profession is most likely to be a special intelligence dealer who provides and sells intelligence. Some intelligence is indeed valuable, such as commercial secrets and state secrets, etc. However, if you dare to have this idea, congratulations on getting a free white house with food and accommodation."

"Don't think that chatting online is fine. Don't be lucky. You will be caught if you make a move."

"You don't have that brain, so don't have this idea."

Many people who have this idea have given up the idea. If they really have this brain, they probably won't be so miserable.

"However, if he can be an intelligence dealer at the age of twelve or thirteen, this person must have someone behind him or he is a monster with an outstanding mind."

Through this analysis by netizens.

Those who look at the white left with malice can't help but change their views on him.

The white left turns off his phone in boredom.

"Ahhh, so boring, is there nothing worth being happy about?"

Bai Zuo rolled around on the sofa.

I don't know how he rolled around on the narrow sofa without falling off.

Ding Dong.

"Zehai City pushes a message.

Just now, Mr. Zheng, a well-known entrepreneur in Zehai City, died of a sudden heart attack without timely treatment.

His wife, Ms. Li, and his son inherited all his property."

Suddenly, a news push appeared on his mobile phone screen.

Bai Zuo clicked it, and his expression did not change at all, as if everything was expected.

He looked at the news silently, his eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

After reading it, he sighed softly and said to himself: "After all, such a decision has been made... In this way, Ms. Li's long-standing emotional distress has finally come to an end. This is really a good thing. I don't have to be disturbed by her crying every night in the future."

These words should sound relaxed and happy, but when they came out of his mouth, they were inexplicably filled with a weird atmosphere, making people feel uneasy and scared from the bottom of their hearts.

In the sky, the pushed news was very considerately displayed for everyone to see.

Mr. Zheng and his friends didn’t know each other, but Ms. Li looked and dressed in a way that was indescribably familiar.

Someone exclaimed: “Isn’t that the lady who consulted him about emotional problems before?”

“No way?”

“Although it’s a little blurry, it’s definitely her.”

“Hiss, she has a husband? And her husband died of a heart attack?”

Originally, this was an accident.

If a heart attack is not discovered in time and not treated, it is indeed very likely that the person will die in a very short time.

This kind of sudden disease is difficult to prevent.

However, combined with the fact that not long ago, Ms. Li gave a teenager a large sum of emotional consultation fees, and her husband suddenly died of a heart attack and inherited a large inheritance.

And the words spoken by the white left.

Everything has a conspiracy background.

"Hiss, could it be that Ms. Li did it on purpose?"

"Is her purpose to kill her husband?" "She was crying before, probably because she was wronged and suffering. There must be a problem between her and her husband, or an affair and a mistress, and then she found this emotional consultant to find a way to solve it?"

"Then this information dealer probably hinted something to her, and finally she chose to get rid of her husband?"

"Good boy! It's really eye-opening!"