The last message was published by the hirer. It was agreed with the hirer that the next issue of the magazine would publish the place where Zheng Shaopeng would go that night. The hirer would wait for the opportunity to make a move at this time.
Although the magazine was printed a few days in advance, the release time had been set. For a person like Zheng Shaopeng, his daily schedule should be fixed, and it was very likely that it would be arranged until a few days later.
Therefore, it was not strange that the hirer could know his whereabouts in advance. Originally, it was a matter that had nothing to do with him, but after Fang Tian's explanation, it became a matter that was related to him.
Although Yang Ming did not admit that he was the son-in-law of the Butterfly Family, it was undeniable that his and Fang Tian's survival status in the assassin world was closely related to the Butterfly Family.
Since this matter had become strange and involved the Butterfly Family, Yang Ming naturally had to figure it out. The most critical question now was the publishing time of the next issue of the magazine and the identity of the owner of these two messages.
As for the identity of the owner of the information, Yang Ming actually didn't have much hope for it. Since he chose this way to hire someone to kill, he wanted to hide his identity. How could such a person expose his identity?
Yang Ming checked the address of the organizer of this DM magazine on the Internet. This magazine was hosted by a website called "Australian Street Shopping." The office address was in a building not far from here.
Yang Ming wrote down the address, then turned off the computer and left the hotel. Downstairs of the hotel, there were already many waiting taxis. Yang Ming got in a taxi and went to the building where the website was located.
According to the recorded address, Yang Ming easily found the office of the website. This website seemed to be quite large. It occupied a whole floor of the office building. It was divided into several departments.
Yang Ming asked at the front desk and came to the editorial department of the DM magazine. Yang Ming contacted the editorial department as a reader. The editorial department also set up a separate reader's opinion exchange area with a special editor in charge.
This kind of DM magazine, which focused on advertising, attached great importance to the opinions of the readers, because every reader could become a customer of the website and the website's sponsor. Therefore, Yang Ming did not have to go through much trouble to receive a good reception.
"Hello, Mr. Wang. Welcome to the editorial department. Do you have any comments or suggestions for our magazine?" A gentle editor received Yang Ming. Of course, Yang Ming did not use his real name when he came here. He just casually wrote "Mr. Wang".
"It's like this. I read several issues of your magazine in a row, but I found that there was a strange message in each issue …" Yang Ming picked up a magazine on the coffee table, turned to the page with the code, and pointed to it and said to the editor.
"Oh? So it's this … "The editor helplessly revealed an apologetic smile." Regarding this, many readers have already called to ask about it, but you're the first one to come here … I'm really sorry for causing trouble for your reading … "
Yang Ming waved his hand and said, "There is no trouble. I'm just curious. I want to know what the published thing is?"
"Actually, I'm not sure about this either …" The editor said with some embarrassment, "Some of the advertisement columns in our magazine are mobile. They are provided to some people who need to advertise for a short period of time. This advertisement was requested by someone else. Although we don't know the specific meaning, the other party has already sent the advertisement fee over. We can't refuse because this is not against the law after all."
"Then who published these things? I am a curious person. I want to find the owner of the publication to ask … "Yang Ming tried to make himself look more harmless.
"Hehe, the other party did not leave any contact information, and I don't know his specific identity. The advertising fee and advertising content for each issue were sent through letters." The editor smiled apologetically. "You are not the first reader to ask this. There are also many curious readers who want to get to the bottom of it. However, it may be that some people deliberately want to fool the public …"
"It turns out to be like this …" Yang Ming nodded. Sure enough, as I expected before, these people will not show up. "Right, I want to ask. Is this information published by the same person in every issue?"
"I don't know about this …" The editor shook his head. "We can't understand the meaning of these messages. How do we know if it is published by the same person? However, there is an issue that is very strange. We received two such publishing requests at one time. I think a reader also wants to play a prank … "
"It is possible …" Yang Ming pretended to be very disappointed. He sighed and stood up. "Forget it. Since there is nothing, then I will leave …"
"Mr. Wang, take care. You are welcome to come here again to give us opinions …" The editor also got up to send him off.
"Right, when is the next issue of the magazine released?" Yang Ming pretended to be very casual and suddenly asked.
"The day after tomorrow, hehe. Mr. Wang, you can leave the address. I will send someone to send it to you." The editor didn't need to hide these things, but if Yang Ming asked this when he came up, it would be too abrupt.
"No need. I have it in the coffee shop downstairs." Yang Ming waved his hand and left the editorial department.
The most important information he got this time was that the new issue of the magazine would be released the day after tomorrow. In other words, the day after tomorrow was the day of the assassination of Zheng Shaopeng. At that time, according to the information published in the magazine, Yang Ming could come to the place where Zheng Shaopeng went to in advance to wait. Perhaps he could find some clues. At least he could intercept the assassin who came to assassinate Zheng Shaopeng and see who he was.
Out of the door of the building, Yang Ming called Fang Tian and reported the information he got to Fang Tian.
"I have also contacted the Butterfly Family. This mission doesn't seem to be taken by the people of the Butterfly Family, but you still have to follow up." Fang Tian said, "This is also an opportunity for you to gain experience. Contact me at any time if there is any situation."
"Okay." Yang Ming nodded. "I will go to the place where Zheng Shaopeng appeared the day after tomorrow and find a way to figure out the situation."
Since it had nothing to do with the Butterfly Family, Yang Ming was relieved. He just had to wait and see.
At this time, Zhang Bin also called. "Bro, I am done here. Where are you?"
"I am going back to the hotel. You should come back too. Pack up. It is 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.
At seven o 'clock in the evening, at the Macau Variety Hall, the first concert of the second leg of Shu Ya's national tour began. The scene here was obviously much grander than the concert held in the Song Jiang Stadium.
After all, Song Jiang was only a second-tier city. Naturally, it was not as well-equipped and spacious as Macau, an international city.
The hotel's VIP tickets were obtained from the scalpers. Although the price was high, it was indeed a good position. Although it was not the first row, it was quite close to the front. It was in the middle aisle of the second row. It was also worth the money.
Zhang Bin's position was next to Yang Ming. Zhang Bin was not the kind of fanatical fan. Although he also liked Shu Ya, it was impossible for him to fly to Macau to watch the concert.
For Yang Ming's behavior, Zhang Bin did not understand. "Bro, I don't think you are the kind of fanatical groupie."
"Hehe, is it strange?" Yang Ming shrugged. In fact, if he didn't know that Shu Ya was Suya, Yang Ming would not do such a crazy thing.
"It's a bit strange." Zhang Bin shook his head. "Bro, don't you know? It's okay to like celebrities, but it's not good if you are too obsessed with them. After all, they can't have any intersection with us. "
"You are right. I came here this time … to pursue Shu Ya …" Yang Ming suddenly whispered in Zhang Bin's ear.
"Pursue … what?" Zhang Bin was stunned and looked at Yang Ming in surprise. "Bro, are you kidding?"
Yang Ming touched the ring in his pocket and then smiled at Zhang Bin. "Of course not. I'm serious."
"Are you sure?" Zhang Bin was still a little incredulous. Although there were often news of rich young masters pursuing celebrities on the Internet, and Yang Ming was now considered a rich young master, Zhang Bin still felt that these things were a little distant from him.
"You are going to have a celebrity sister-in-law soon." Yang Ming patted Zhang Bin's shoulder and smiled mysteriously.
Zhang Bin was confused by Yang Ming, but he was still very impressed by Yang Ming's ability to pick up girls. At that time, Chen Mengyan was the campus belle, but Yang Ming easily pursued her. Then, Lan Ling and Lin Zhiyun were also the beauties of the beauties …
There was still some time before the concert started. Zhang Bin began to talk about his one night stand today. He kept talking about how coquettish the woman was. Yang Ming was speechless for a while. "You know I don't like to do this …"
"Why don't you try it too? This feeling is really good. You don't have to be responsible, and there is no psychological burden." Zhang Bin suggested.
Yeah … I don't have to be responsible … Yang Ming shook his head, but he really couldn't do it. He thought that Sun Jie would become a one night stand, but now …
The lights in the venue gradually dimmed. The concert was about to begin …
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