Yang Ming held the magazine in his hands and looked at the code words on it, but he couldn't understand it. At this time, the waiter came over with the coffee. When he saw that Yang Ming was looking at the advertisement in the DM magazine, he smiled and said, "Sir, what you are looking at is meaningless …"
"Meaningless?" Yang Ming was stunned.
"Yeah, there are them in every issue. They are all published by people who have too much money and don't know where to spend it. The purpose is to tease others …" The waiter gently put the coffee in front of Yang Ming and said.
"Oh?" Yang Ming raised his head suspiciously. "There is one in every issue? Are they all published by the same person? "
"That I don't know, but the locals think that this is a prank made by a bored guy. Sir, you are a tourist here. It is normal that you don't know this." The waiter continued to explain.
"Do you still have the previous issues of the magazine?" Yang Ming took out a tip of one hundred yuan and gave it to the waiter.
"Yes, sir. Please wait a moment. I will show it to you." The waiter received the tip and immediately smiled. He quickly went to help Yang Ming get the magazine.
As he walked, he thought, The hobbies of rich people are really different. Over there, they use advertising money to publish some useless garbage. Here, someone is also using tips to look for the previous magazines!
However, this had nothing to do with him. He would do what the customer was happy with. When he came to the utility room of the coffee shop, the waiter turned over the previous issues of the DM magazine. He took one for each issue and brought it to Yang Ming's coffee table. "Sir, it is all here. It was published from the third issue of this year."
Yang Ming looked at the magazines handed over by the waiter. There were about six or seven of them. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Thank you."
"It doesn't matter. If you need anything else, just call me at any time." The waiter said respectfully and left.
DM magazines were different from ordinary periodicals. The release time was not fixed. It was an industry magazine published by some media and advertising companies. It was not sold publicly. It was only distributed for free in public places such as bars, coffee shops, barbershops and so on for customers to read.
Yang Ming didn't have a deciphering dictionary at hand, so he couldn't see anything from these messy words. They were all nonsense.
Yang Ming didn't believe that someone would be so bored as to spend money to publish some inexplicable things. It just so happened that he happened to run into it, so he naturally had to investigate thoroughly.
Yang Ming took out his mobile phone and took photos of the words in each issue of the magazine. He planned to study them carefully when he returned to the hotel.
When the waiter saw Yang Ming picking up his phone to take a picture, he couldn't help but find it funny. There were really all kinds of people! However, he didn't interfere. Who cares? What did this have to do with him?
After taking the photos, Yang Ming neatly stacked the magazines aside and put the coffee money on the table. He then got up and was about to leave, but he bumped into an acquaintance.
"Brother Yang Ming!" A young man was pushing open the door of the coffee shop and walking in. When he saw Yang Ming, he was surprised and happy to greet him.
"En?" Yang Ming didn't expect to meet an acquaintance in Macau. When he looked up, he saw that the person was actually Huang Rongjin, whom he met in Song Jiang. "Brother Huang?"
"Why are you in Macau?" Huang Rongjin was a little puzzled as to why Yang Ming would appear here. Yang Ming seemed to still be in Song Jiang the day before yesterday, right?
"Hehe, I came to Macau to attend Shu Ya's concert …" Yang Ming didn't lie to him. This was also one of the purposes of Yang Ming's trip.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to be a fan of Shu Ya … "Huang Rongjin was surprised." Just like my friend Ji Xiaohe, the concert in Song Jiang just ended, and you flew to Macau with me. "
"It turns out that you are also here to watch the concert!" Yang Ming suddenly nodded.
"Not all of it. There are many of my family's businesses in Macau. I have troubled you in Song Jiang, but it's good to be here. It is also my territory. If you need anything, just tell me." Huang Rongjin patted his chest and promised.
"Not yet, but if I really encounter trouble, I won't be polite with you." Yang Ming smiled.
"That's natural. If you are polite, you are looking down on me." Huang Rongjin also smiled. "I have an appointment with a guest today, so I won't talk to you more. How long will you stay here?"
"It's hard to say, but I should stay for a few days." Yang Ming wasn't sure.
"I will hold a small banquet at my house next Saturday. If you are free, do me the honor and come over. Let's have a good chat then." As Huang Rongjin said this, he took out an invitation from his small handbag and gave it to Yang Ming.
"Okay, if I don't leave, I will definitely go." Yang Ming took the invitation. His impression of Huang Rongjin was not bad, so it was good to make such a friend.
Huang Rongjin had an appointment with several important customers of the Huang Family today to discuss business, so he couldn't accompany Yang Ming. Originally, Huang Rongjin was not responsible for business matters, but his elder brother was so busy in Singapore that he couldn't get away. He happened to come to Macau, so this responsibility fell on him. What's more, he still had some shares in the company, so he couldn't ignore it.
Huang Rongjin's character naturally didn't like to be in power. This was also an important reason why the two brothers could be harmonious. Huang Rongjin's elder brother, Huang Rongtian, was the kind of person who was more fanatical about controlling the overall situation in business, and he was happy to see his younger brother like this. Otherwise, when the two brothers were in charge of the company, it would be difficult for the people below to decide who to listen to when there were differences of opinion. In this way, the company would collapse sooner or later.
Now, Huang Rongjin only held shares and dividends, and the operation of the company was controlled by his brother, Huang Rongtian. The Huang Family's business was getting bigger and bigger. Of course, Huang Rongjin couldn't ignore it at all.
After bidding farewell to Huang Rongjin, Yang Ming immediately returned to the hotel and entered a group of photos taken today into the computer. Then he opened his own network hard drive, which stored many useful electronic tools that Fang Tian gave him. Some dictionary of code words were also stored on it.
Yang Ming downloaded the dictionary and then translated it one by one according to the text on the photo.
As a result, the translated content shocked Yang Ming! This was actually a message for a bounty to hire someone to kill!
The message in the first three issues of the magazine was the same message, offering a bounty of ten million patacas (Macau patacas) to kill a person. In the fourth issue of the magazine, there was another message after this message. The content of the message was also very simple. The translation was only four words, "Accept the mission."
It seemed that no one responded to the message in the first three issues. When it was published in the fourth issue, someone posted the same password in the same position and accepted this killing mission.
Of course, if it weren't for a professional like Yang Ming, no one would understand this messy text. Even if the fourth issue had a few more words than the third issue, no one would Association anything.
Sure enough, starting from the fifth issue, the text in each issue of the magazine was different. It seemed that these two people began to use this text to communicate. In the fifth issue, it should be the message published by the hirer. He left the information and information of the person to be killed.
The name of the person to be killed was Zheng Shaopeng, the chief dealer and senior consultant of Macau's Huawei Casino. He was also a celebrity in Macau's gambling industry. As for the reason for killing him, it was not mentioned in the message, but these were not important.
Yang Ming was not the kind of person with a sense of justice. As an assassin himself, Yang Ming couldn't destroy the business of his peers. And this Zheng Shaopeng was definitely not a good person. Generally speaking, people in his position had harmed countless people.
Therefore, Zheng Shaopeng's life and death had nothing to do with Yang Ming. What made Yang Ming curious was that this hirer actually used the exclusive password dictionary of the assassin industry!
This made Yang Ming very surprised. Generally, ordinary people would never use these passwords, but this person did! It could be seen that this person was a person who understood the assassin industry very well. At the very least, he had a friend who was an assassin.
However, if this was the case, then why did he need to publish an advertisement to hire an assassin?
This was what aroused Yang Ming's suspicion! Since there were doubts, Yang Ming naturally did not dare to delay. He told Fang Tian what he had seen and heard, and all the analysis.
After all, the older the wiser. Yang Ming's experience as an assassin was still very insufficient. It couldn't be compared with Fang Tian. Fang Tian listened to Yang Ming's narration, but he didn't say much. He just asked, "What password did he use?"
"The ninety-ninth password in the dictionary," said Yang Ming.
"Ninety-ninth? Are you sure? " Fang Tian originally had an indifferent attitude. At this moment, when he heard Yang Ming say that it was the ninety-ninth password, he immediately put his heart into it.
"Yes, it's the ninety-ninth password. What's wrong with it?" asked Yang Ming, puzzled.
"The ninety-ninth password is not the universal password of the assassin world!" Fang Tian suddenly said anxiously, "That is the password created by the Butterfly Family!"
"Butterfly Family?" Yang Ming was naturally not unfamiliar with this. His training in Europe was carried out in the Butterfly Family.
"Now you try to find out who published this message and how the matter has progressed. I am going to contact my old friend. Things may not be so simple!" Fang Tian hesitated and said.
Although Yang Ming didn't know what was going on here, when he heard that this password was not a circulating password, he felt that things were definitely not so simple …
Not far from the coffee shop where Yang Ming was, the window of a limited edition Ferrari slowly opened. A thin man threw out the cigarette butt in his hand and sneered, "Maybe we can kill two birds with one stone this time."
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