Chapter 162: The Question of Identity
Two worlds connected.
Time: 2020.
A café in Xiangsha. Song Yang wore a black cap and a black sweatshirt wrapped tightly around himself and pushed the door in.
In the corner of the room, someone was waiting for him.
An informant is a person who provides intelligence information to a specific group of people for profit. Generally speaking, it is an unemployed social idler, who cooperates to achieve their own goals and carries out a kind of buying and selling between the two parties.
At this moment, it was Song Yang's informant sitting in the café.
An informant who had a private deal with Song Yang. This is a very dirty behavior, and it has long been a phenomenon in today's entertainment industry, and the so-called dark rule is this. However, we commonly call buying water army, and there is another way to buy black materials, which is specifically for black and black. As for Song Yang, he belongs to the latter.
Song Yang saw someone coming and walked over with a smile.
"I'm sorry, brother, I'm late. ”
"It's fine. ”
The man smiled and said.
"Brother Yang, did you bring the money I wanted! Plus last time, do you know that this time my brother tried to help you, but he spent a lot of effort and was almost caught. ”
Ma Zixuan showed a mouthful of white teeth at Song Yang and grinned!
"Brought it. Bring. ”
Song Yang took off his gloves and blew his palms, a small north wind has often blown outside in the past few days, and he was not lightly frozen when he came.
Song Yang rubbed his palms, but when he took out the money from his purse, Song Yang's face still looked a little painful. The man in front of him alone had taken almost a fifth of his entire money. It's just going to kill him! With this order, he didn't earn much money in the first place, but now he has to take some of it. This man is literally bloodsucking.
Song Yang exposed the money he had kept with the newspaper and showed a corner to Ma Zixuan to look at it.
"Now, here's the money! I said I brought it, and I brought it. ”
"How can you not believe me!"
Song Yang said very depressedly. Hearing this, Ma Zixuan smiled a little embarrassedly.
"Brother Yang, what you said about this! Brother, how could I not believe you! Aren't we afraid? We have to maintain our vigilant nature at all times in this business. Maybe I'll be in one day!
Ma Zixuan said with a smile.
"Brother Yang, but then again, brother, I can be regarded as having a big discovery this time!" Ma Zixuan gave his thumb up and said very angrily.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Song Yang's eyes lit up and he sat down directly.
"Tell me about it. I can't wait. ”
Song Yang said anxiously.
"That's where I put the money. You're still afraid that I won't be able to take it. “
Song Yang directly put the money on the table, and then Ma Zixuan took out his computer.
Open it and show Song Yang what is in the picture.
"Brother Yang, see for yourself!"
Ma Zixuan directly gave the computer to Song Yang. Then Song Yang clicked on his file. I saw Taeyeon's entire ID card information appear on the computer screen, including her ID number, home address, passport information and other things.
"The information on her passport is true, but the confusion is that her ID information is statewide. ”
"I inquired through my friends in Hannam, and there was no such thing as Kim Taeyeon in Jeonju. ”
"There's even one more thing, in the information database of Hannam, there is a person's information that coincides with the information you said about this little Taeyeon. ”
"What? coincides? Are you sure?"
Song Yang hurriedly asked eagerly.
Someone actually coincided with this little Taeyeon's message, what does this mean, this shows that two people may be one person, or even something like a black household.
"Sure. “
"Could it be that this little Taeyeon's identity is fake?"
Song Yang muttered with some confusion.
"No, but all the information you said about this little Taeyeon she said above is true, but there is one thing that I am also confused about. ”
"All her messages came out of nowhere two months ago, and before that, the person was as if he didn't exist. ”
"Could it be that it was a problem of black accounts before, and then suddenly it was registered. ”
Song Yang thought of some questions for a moment.
"It's quite possible, but it's not all. ”
"Look at the information on this little Taeyeon's ID card. Her home address. ”
Ma Zixuan pointed it out.
"No. XX, XX Street, XX Hole, Jeonju. ”
"The Kim Taeyeon when she was young, the address of her original home matches this. ”
Before that Kim Taeyeon's account was not migrated to Hannam, her information was the same as that of this so-called little Taeyeon. ”
"But the news currently published on the Internet in their family is only three children!"
"There's nothing called Kim Taeyeon. “
"Bastard!"
Ma Zixuan said.
"Brother Yang, this is all the news I know so far, and you have already read it. So, I took the money. ”
Between the words, Ma Zixuan directly put the soft girl on the table into his pocket. People die for money, birds die for food, and people like him who walk in the gray area are even more so.
"Wait a minute. I still don't understand whether this little Taeyeon's identity is true or not. ”
"Really. ”
Ma Zixuan nodded directly and said.
"Then why is there only five people in the house called Kim Taeyeon, not six? ”
"You can check their family's household registration for me. ”
"Yes, yes, but you need money, that's different from ours, it's transnational!"
"Yes, how much?"
"Give me 30,000, and I'll be able to give you the result in the afternoon. ”
Ma Zixuan said directly.
Song Yang got up and was about to leave.
"Do you think I look like a fool!"
Song Yang pointed to himself and said.
"Don't go, Brother Yang, things are easy to discuss. ”
"I'll give you a call and ask!"
"I'll give you how much money you need. ”
Ma Zixuan hurriedly grabbed Song Yang and said with a smile.
Song Yang turned his face sideways. Said.
"Hit, I'll listen!"
"And. Give me all the information you have in it, you can't leave a copy of the document. ”
Ma Zixuan smiled, then took out his mobile phone and called.
After a few minutes, Ma Zixuan burst out with a two-point five gesture.
"Twenty-five thousand? Okay, deal. ”
Song Yang plans to give Chen Yao the rest of the money, anyway, just let her pay when the time comes. Song Yang looked at the news in hand, this alone was enough for him to make a lot of money.
"When will I be informed. ”
"This afternoon, this afternoon I will be able to send the message to your mailbox. ”
"Good. I'll wait!"
"No, Brother Yang, let me inquire, who is investigating the news of this little Taeyeon!"
"What do you care so much for?"
Song Yang glared at Ma Zixuan directly.
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