Listening to Zhao Wenbo's tone, this kid seemed to be a little frustrated, maybe he encountered a problem in the process of investigating the case, and he didn't have a clue to solve it, so he simply called Shen Xing.

"Where's Li Naijing?" Shen Xing asked.

"She just left, saying she was going back to sleep." Zhao Wenbo paused and continued: "She hasn't closed her eyes for two days. ”

"Is it that difficult?" Shen Xing was curious, "Those cases are now under the control of the special investigation team?" Has it been confirmed that it is the cause of the newspaper? ”

"There's no confirmation, but it seems to be the case again." Zhao Wenbo scratched his head over there, "To be honest, if there is a group...... Well, Zheng Ruijun is here, and he may already have eyebrows. ”

After a while, Shen Xing hung up the phone.

Sitting in the store, he looked at the time, it was still noon, and the courier company was going to come over to pick up the wood carvings sent to Su Tong in a while.

After waiting for about half an hour, after Su Tong's wood carvings were taken away, Shen Xing closed the door of the store and took a taxi to the Dacheng Printing Factory in the northeastern suburbs of the city.

When he arrived at the gate of the printing factory, Shen Xing paid the money and got out of the car, and saw a uniformed sheriff standing outside the duty room at the gate of the factory, and immediately came after seeing him.

"Hello, Sir Shen!"

Shen Xing waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm not a chief, I'm just here to help." ”

"Then trouble Mr. Shen." The sheriff seemed to be very good at talking, and immediately smiled and nodded.

Shen Xing suddenly had a good impression of him, and walked into the printing house under the guidance of this sheriff.

The printing factory is not very large, but the scale it should be is still there, and the division of the factory area is also very strict, and the workers are wearing uniforms, hats and gloves to prevent ink contamination, but there are not many workers at this time.

According to the sheriff who led the way, this is not the time to go to work, and their normal working hours are after 7 p.m., working all night, and by 7 a.m. the next day, they basically end work one after another.

If there is a temporary printing task, a three-shift work system is implemented.

At present, if a printing factory of this scale does not cooperate with some large units, it is basically difficult to get mixed up, and it is basically eaten up by some small printing shops and advertising companies.

When he came to one of the printing rooms, Shen Xing immediately saw Zhao Wenbo and three other people standing next to a rotary printing press.

One of the three was wearing a sheriff's uniform, and the other two looked like they were from the factory, and they had been accompanying Zhao Wenbo.

Seeing Shen Xing coming, Zhao Wenbo immediately greeted him, his eyes couldn't hide his gratitude, and beckoned to Shen Xing.

Shen Xing walked over quickly, and Zhao Wenbo immediately put on a high hat for him, and introduced to the two people: "This Shen Xing, Chief Shen, is a specially appointed expert of our investigation team. ”

He introduced these two people to Shen Xing: "This is Hu Dacheng, the director of the printing factory, and this is the director of the office in the factory, Deng ......."

"Just call me Xiao Deng." The director of the office immediately said with a smile.

"Director Hu, Director Deng, hello!" Shen Xing smiled and nodded.

"Hello, Hello, Chief Shen!" Hu Dacheng and Director Deng replied.

"Is this machine the problem?" Shen Xing asked, pointing to the runner.

"No, it's a batch print, it's the platemaker in the room over there." Director Deng immediately pointed to a small room next door.

Several people walked over one after another, and the factory was filled with the smell of ink, as well as an unknown volatile smell.

After walking into the room, Shen Xing found that this place was basically an ordinary office setting, but it was filled with a lot of confetti and the smell of thick ink.

There are three computers and a plate maker in the office, and to be honest, this plate maker looks like a white ice coffin at a glance, and if there is no light flickering and making sound, it is easy to give people this strange illusion.

"All three computers are connected to the platesetter, and we can print up samples." Hu Dacheng pointed to the three computers in the room.

This Hu Dacheng wore a loose suit, no tie, his brain was full of fat, his stomach was round, and he was a little panting even when he spoke.

Shen Xing pondered for a moment and asked, "So, no matter which computer is connected to print, there will be a blank in that version?" ”

"Yes, it will be." Hu Dacheng said: "I thought that the previous plate-making machine was broken and could not be repaired, so I also replaced it with a new one, and the result was still the same." I knew ...... earlier."

Speaking of this, Hu Dacheng closed his mouth in pain.

"It's impossible for three computers to have problems at the same time." Director Deng said beside him.

"Is there a ready-made layout? Make a sample and I'll take a look. Shen Xing said.

"Didn't you just hit a one?" Zhao Wenbo reminded.

Director Deng hurriedly walked to the side of the plate-making machine, picked up a large sample from the table with both hands and handed it over, "This is what I typed just now." ”

Shen Xing glanced at it, shook his head and said, "I want to see the printing process on the spot." ”

As the words fell, he withdrew his gaze from the sample.

With the exception of the blank one, the fifth version of the dailies looked normal, and the entire page did not show any reddish scent.

So Shen Xing wants to make sure that in the process of printing, there will be a red breath.

Hu Dacheng instructed Director Deng: "Go and play one out." ”

Director Deng immediately went out and called a staff member in, and the staff member sat in front of one of the computers to operate for a while, and the plate making machine began to run in front of him, and there was a slight turning sound.

Shortly after, a new dailie was printed.

Director Deng was about to run over and show the new sample to Shen Xing, but Shen Xing suddenly shook his head and said, "Don't watch it." ”

After the words fell, he turned around and left the office regardless of the other people's expressions, still turning on the different pupils and walking in the direction of the transfer machine.

In the process of the sample being typed out just now, there was no anomaly at all, so Shen Xing temporarily shifted his attention and began to inspect the rotary printing machine responsible for printing the finished newspaper products in batches.

"Is there no problem with the platemaker?" Zhao Wenbo hurried to his side and asked softly.

Shen Xing shook his head: "I haven't seen any abnormality for the time being, it shouldn't be a problem there." ”

"But when the samples came out of there, they all changed to a blank version." Zhao Wenbo said.

Shen Xing stopped and looked at him sideways: "If I tell you that there were fonts in the samples, but after they were printed, they ran away on their own feet, do you say that it is a problem with the sample, or a problem with the font?" ”

Zhao Wenbo was stunned: "It can grow its own feet, of course it's a matter of fonts!" ”

"So I'm going to see where these fonts are now!" Shen Xingdao.

As the words fell, he crouched down, almost lying on the ground, and looked to the bottom of the rotary printing press.

Here he finally saw a faint red aura.