820. Continue to follow up
Very pure and ambiguous 820
20 Continue to follow up
One last message. It is employer listing. Make an agreement with the employee. The next issue of the magazine will publish the party where Zheng Shaopeng will go that night. Let the hired person wait for an opportunity at this time.
Although the magazine was typeset and printed a few days in advance. However, the release time has already been set. And people like Zheng Shaopeng. The daily schedule should be set. And it's likely that it's been scheduled until after the next day.
So it's not surprising that the hired person knows his whereabouts in advance. Originally. It's none of my business. But after Fang Tianyi's explanation. It becomes a thing that is related to oneself.
Although Yang Ming does not admit that he is the son-in-law of the butterfly family. But there's no denying it. The survival position of himself and Fang Tian in the killer world is closely related to the butterfly family.
Now that this matter has become strange. It also involves the butterfly family. Yang Ming naturally wanted to figure him out. The most crucial question now is who will publish the next issue of the magazine and who will carry these two messages.
For the identity of the main person who posted the information. Yang Ming actually didn't have much hope. Since this method has been chosen to hire a murderer. That is to hide their identity. How could such a person reveal his identity?
Yang Ming checked the address of the organizer of this DM magazine on the Internet. This magazine is run by a website called "Street Shopping". The office is located in a building not very far from here.
Yang Ming wrote down the address. Then I shut down the computer. Out of the hotel. Downstairs in the guesthouse. There were many taxi queues waiting in the morning. Yang Ming got into a taxi. I went to the building where the website is located.
Follow the address recorded. It was easy to find the office of the website. The site looks like it's not small, and it occupies an entire floor of the building. It is divided into multiple departments.
Yang Ming asked at the front desk about a |. I came to the editorial office of DM magazine. Yang Ming came into contact with the editorial department as a reader. The editorial department has also set up a separate reader opinion exchange office. There is a dedicated editor in charge.
This is a DM magazine that focuses on promotional advertisements. It is quite important to pay attention to the opinions of readers. Because every reader can become a customer of the website and its sponsors. So Yang Ming didn't bother much. It was a good reception.
"Hello. Mr. Wang. Welcome to the editorial office. Don't know if you have any comments or suggestions for our magazine? A polite editor received Yang Ming. Of course, Yang Ming didn't use his real name when he came here. Instead, he casually wrote "Mr. Wang".
"That's right. I've read several issues of your magazine in quick succession. But I found that there was a strange message on each issue......" said. Yang Ming picked up a magazine on the coffee table. Turned to the page with the codeword. Pointing to the top and said the editor.
"Oh? It's this..."The editor smiled apologetically a little helplessly: "About this." Many readers have already called to inquire. But you're the first to come...... I'm really sorry. Trouble for your reading......"
Yang Ming waved his hand. "There's some trouble. I'm just curious. I want to know. What exactly is this posting? ”
"Actually, I don't know ...... this," the editor said with some embarrassment, "some of the advertising columns of our magazine. It's mobile. It is provided to some people who need to advertise for a short time. This advertisement was requested to be posted. Although we don't know exactly what that means. But the letter has already been sent to me about the cost of advertising. We can't say no. After all, this is not against the law. ”
"So who is publishing these things? I'm a curious person. I want to find the owner of the publication to ask what is going on...... "Yang Ming worked hard to make himself look harmless.
"Hehe, the other party didn't leave any connection-way. It is also unknown who he is. The advertising fee and advertising content of each issue are sent by guò letter. The editor smiled apologetically: "You're not the first reader to ask this, and there are many curious readers who want to get to the bottom of it." But. Maybe some people are deliberately trying to fool the public......"
"I see......" Yang Ming nodded. Sure enough, it was as I had predicted. These people don't show up: "That's right. Think about it. Is this message published by the same person in every issue? ”
"I don't know about this......" The editor shook his head: "I can't understand what these messages mean, where do I know that they are from the same person?" But there's one issue that's weird. I received two requests for such a publication at once, and I wonder if any reader would like to play a prank......"
"It's possible......" Yang Ming pretended to be disappointed. sighed. He stood up and said, "Forget it." already
Something. Then I'll open ......."
Mr. Wang walked slowly. You're welcome to come here again and give us your opinions......" The editor also got up to see him off.
"That's right. When will the next issue of the magazine be released? Yang Ming pretended to be casual. Suddenly asked.
"The day after tomorrow. Hehe. Mr. Wang, you can leave the address. I'll send it to you. "There's no need for the editor to hide it. But if Ming comes up and asks this. That's a bit too abrupt.
"No need. I have a coffee shop downstairs. Yang Ming waved his hand. Left the editorial office.
Come this time. The most important information is that the new issue of miscellaneous will be released the day after tomorrow. Other words. The day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow when Zheng Shaopeng was assassinated. When the time comes. According to the information published in the magazine. Yang Ming can come to Zheng Shaopeng's travel side in advance to wait. You may be able to find some clues. At the very least, it can intercept the killer who came to assassinate Zheng Shaopeng. Look at who he really is.
Out of the doorway of the building. Ming called Fang Tian. The information that arrived was reported to Fang Tian.
"I've been in touch with the Butterfly Family. This mission doesn't seem to be the next one from the Butterfly Family. But you better follow up. Fang Tian said: "This is also an opportunity for you to experience." Contact me when the situation is going on. ”
"Okay." Yang Ming nodded: "I will go to Zheng Shao's Fang the day after tomorrow." Figure out what's going on in between. ”
Since it has nothing to do with the butterfly family. Yang Ming was also relieved. When the time comes, just wait and see what happens.
At this time. Zhang Bin also called: "Boss." I've got it all done here. Where are you? ”
"I was on my way back to the hotel. Come back too. Clean up. It's almost time for the concert to start. Yang Ming looked at the time on his phone and said.
"Okay. See you later," Zhang Bin hung up the phone.
Seven o'clock in the evening. In Macau|Art Center. The first concert of the second leg of Shu Ya's national tour kicked off. The scene here is obviously much grander than the concert held at the Matsue Sports Stadium.
After all, Songjiang is only a second-tier city. Naturally, there are no facilities in Macau, an international city. The spaciousness of the field.
VIP tickets for the hotel were obtained from scalpers. The price is high though. But it's also a good location. Although not the first position. But it's also quite advanced. In the middle aisle of the second row. It's also good value for money.
Zhang Bin's position is next to Yang Ming. Zhang Bin is not a very fanatical fan. Although I also like Shuya. But he may take the step of flying to Macau to catch up with the concert.
For Yang Ming's behavior. Zhang Bin was a little incomprehensible: "Boss." I don't think you're the kind of fanatical star chaser, huh? ”
"Huh. Isn't that weird? Yang Ming shrugged. In fact. If you don't know Shu Ya, it's Su Ya. Yang Ming would not have done such a crazy thing.
"It's kind of weird." Zhang Bin shook his head: "Boss." Don't you know? It's okay to like celebrities. But it's not good if you get too addicted. After all, they can't have anything to do with us. ”
"You're right. I'm here...... I just want to pursue Shu Ya's ......," Yang Ming suddenly whispered in Zhang Bin's ear.
"Pursuit...... What? Zhang Bin was stunned. looked at Yang Ming in surprise: "Big." You're not kidding, are you? ”
Yang Ming touched the ring in his pocket. Then he smiled at Zhang Bin: "Of course not." I'm serious. ”
"Are you sure?" Zhang Bin is still a little untrustworthy. Although there are often news on the Internet that those rich businessmen are celebrities. Yang Ming is now a wealthy businessman. But Zhang Bin still feels that these things are really far away from him.
"You're going to have a celebrity sister-in-law soon." Yang Ming patted Zhang Bin on the shoulder. Smiled mysteriously.
Zhang Bin was confused by Yang Ming. However, I am still very impressed by Yang Ming's pickled girl strength. Then. Chen Mengyan is a school. was easily chased by Yang. And then Lan Ling and Lin Zhiyun are also beauties among beauties......
There was still some time before the concert started. Zhang Bin began to talk about the object of his one-night stand today. talked endlessly about how coquettish that woman was. Yang Ming, who listened to it, was speechless for a while: "You know I don't like to do this......"
"Why don't you try it too? It's a really good feeling. Not responsible. There is no psychological burden. Zhang Bin is built a way.
Oh, yes...... Not responsible...... Yang Ming shook his head. But he really couldn't. originally thought that Sun Jie would become the object of a one-night stand. But now......
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