The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 557 Murloc Song (30)

The four magicians were very angry, and one of them punched the staff member in the face, "Should you tell me? I won't be polite if you don't tell me. I spent so much money just now, and the intermediate VIP was upgraded to a high-level VIP." Okay, is this how your auction entertains senior VIP members?"

The staff was very upset. If they disclosed other people's information at will, what credibility would they have at the auction.

He covered his swollen face, "My lord, I really can't disclose that guest's information to you."

The magician who did it just now wanted to beat someone, but was stopped by another magician who was traveling with him, "Sir, this is the inside of the Saiwei Auction after all, don't be so angry, this little brother is just a low-level worker." personnel, hands-on can't solve the problem."

The tallest magician among the several magicians surrounding the staff spoke in a friendly manner, as if he was speaking for the staff, but he emphasized the word "bottom".

Hearing this, the hands-on magician immediately shook off the hand that was holding his hand, "Hmph, so what about the Saiwei auction, I must find out who that little bastard who maliciously raised the price is today, and if he doesn't tell me, I'll beat him up!" explain."

It's just a lower class, if he hits him, the auctioneer won't say anything.

The staff member really had no background. He didn’t want to violate the rules of the auction, but he was also afraid that the magician would beat him to death, so he hurriedly said, "Sir, if you must know the information about that customer, you should go to our supervisor. You Come to me, even if I want to tell you, when it comes to checking seat information and personal information of VIP card holders, I don’t have this authority. Only people with supervisor or above have this authority.”

"Then take us to your supervisor."

The staff member lowered his head and said, "Yes, sir."

The staff came out from behind the console and took a few magicians to the director of the auction.

Seeing the unkind faces of the magicians, the supervisor gave the staff a secret look, and then greeted them with a smile, "My lords, I am George Galamaz, the supervisor of this area, what can I do to help you? "

The magician who hit someone before came over and waved aside the staff member standing next to the supervisor, "I want to know who the bidder who suddenly added 500 million gold coins when the seventh slave was auctioned in today's auction was who."

A look of regret suddenly appeared on the supervisor's face, "My lord, I'm really sorry, you came a little late. Just now, the staff in the information management room told me on the phone that the information management system was suddenly paralyzed just now. The location information of the auction has been canceled."

The shorter magician didn't believe it, "Bah, how could such a coincidence happen?"

The supervisor said: "This is indeed not a coincidental failure, but someone maliciously damaged our information system. Our preliminary investigation is that someone bought something at a high price and wanted not to pay, so he destroyed our system. I just called At the cashier, it is true that someone has not gone to the cashier to complete the transaction, because the system is broken, and we are currently tracking down that person."

"Damn! I helped you find it together, but I didn't find the person who punished me. Then the person who destroyed the information system will bear all my anger."

"Mr. George, I am also willing to do my part. I wonder if the auctioneer has any clues? After the auction of an item, has the bidder's information been recorded?"

The supervisor thought for a while, opened the door of the office and walked out, "Adults, please follow me. Generally speaking, bidders' information is not recorded during the auction, but the information management office monitors the entire auction." Yes, they have seen it, and may have some impressions."

"I hope there will be, so that your auction party can solve the problem, and our problem can also be solved."

"I hope so."

The supervisor went out and walked ahead to lead the way.

There were not many people walking on the long and narrow road, and it was particularly quiet with a few people not chatting.

Before reaching the information management office, a staff member from the auction hurried over.

The staff took a few breaths, and then said: "Director, it's not good, there's a fight in the trading room."

The supervisor frowned, thinking that the heart of the ocean suddenly appeared on the auction stage, and that group of people probably fought over the heart of the ocean.

Sometimes it is not a good thing for a magic weapon that is too powerful to appear in front of everyone.

The supervisor glanced at the magicians, "My lords, allow me to deal with some matters. If you want to go to the information management office, David will take you there."

The supervisor said, took out a token, gave it to the staff, and asked David to take a few magicians to see who had not come to the auction to trade.
-
In the information management department, several magicians didn't ask who hadn't traded yet, but the staff still solved their problems.

"At the auction for buying slaves, someone suddenly added 500 million. I was curious about who was so rich and would spend so much money to buy a slave, so I opened the system to check the information of that person, so I had an impression of this person."

The magician who bought Slave No. [-] came forward and asked, "What does that person look like? Can you show us the picture?"

"Of course, the location system was destroyed later, but I saw the name of the magician, please wait a moment, my lords, I will look it up now."

The staff sat down on a chair and took out a black box.

The box was opened, and a crystal panel appeared in midair. He entered a few letters and symbols on the panel, and a picture of a person appeared on the panel.

"That's the man."

Several magicians looked up at the crystal panel. On the panel was a luxuriously dressed, unshaven old man, whose magic level was displayed as a holy magister.

"..."

Several magicians fell silent at the same time.

A holy magister ran out to do such a thing, how shameless? !
"Let's go and bring back the slaves we bought." He was only a high-level magister, and he thought the troublemaker was a low-level kid, but now this person is a holy magister, so he rushed in front of this person, The opponent can strangle him to death with one finger.

It seems that this hatred is destined to be unrevengeable.

Several other magicians were not at the level of holy magisters. They ran to find someone aggressively, but they were severely slapped in the face, and their faces were a little embarrassed. "It's getting late, I really have to go back to rest."

"Let's go, let's not clean other people's work here."

"Well, David, please take us to get the slaves we bought."

David put on a decent smile, "Okay, my lord, please follow me."

(End of this chapter)