Chapter 819

Yang Ming held the magazine in his hand, looking at the code words on it, but still couldn't figure it out. At this time, the waiter came over with coffee and saw Yang Ming flipping through the advertisement in dm magazine, so He smiled and said, "Sir, what you read is meaningless..."

"Meaningless?" Yang Ming was startled.

"Yes, every issue is published by people who have money and have no place to spend it, and like to show off their individuality. The purpose is to tease others..." The waiter gently placed the coffee in front of Yang Ming Said.

"Oh?" Yang Ming raised his head suspiciously: "Every issue? Are they published by the same person?"

"Then I don't know, but the locals think it's a prank done by some boring guy. Sir, you are a tourist here, so it's normal not to know about it." The waiter continued to explain.

"Do you still have the magazines from the previous issues?" Yang Ming took out a tip of 100 yuan and gave it to the waiter.

"Yes, sir, wait a moment, I'll show you." The waiter took the tip, immediately smiled, and hurried to help Yang Ming get the magazine.

As I walked, I thought about it, the rich people’s hobbies are really different, over there they spent advertising money to publish some useless rubbish, and here some people spend tips to find those previous publications to check!

But it has nothing to do with him, he will do whatever the guest likes. When I came to the utility room of the coffee shop, the waiter dug out the previous issues of DM magazines, took a copy of the first issue, and brought it to Yang Ming's coffee table: "Sir, they are all here, since the first issue of this year." Issue 3 has been published."

Yang Ming looked at the magazines handed over by the waiter. There were about six or seven magazines. He nodded in satisfaction and said, "Thank you."

"It's okay, just call me if you need anything." The waiter said respectfully, and stepped back.

dm magazine is different from ordinary periodicals, its publication time is not fixed, it is an industry magazine published by some media advertising companies, and it is not sold publicly, it is only distributed for free in public places such as bars, coffee shops, barbershops, etc. guests read.

Yang Ming didn't have a decipherable dictionary at hand, so he couldn't tell anything from these messy words, they were completely nonsense.

Yang Ming didn't believe that someone would be so boring and spend money to publish some inexplicable things. He happened to meet him, so naturally he wanted to find out.

Yang Ming took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the words in each issue of the magazine, planning to study them carefully after returning to the hotel.

Seeing Yang Ming pick up his phone to take pictures, the waiter couldn't help being a little amused, there really are all kinds of people! But he didn't interfere, so what the heck, what does this have to do with him?

After taking the photo, Yang Ming put the magazines neatly stacked aside, put the coffee money on the table, and then got up to leave, but he ran into an acquaintance head-on.

"Brother Yang Ming!" A young man opened the door of the coffee shop and walked in. When he saw Yang Ming, he greeted him in surprise and joy.

"En?" Yang Ming didn't expect to meet an acquaintance in Macau. When he looked up, he saw that the person who came was actually Huang Rongjin whom he met in Songjiang: "Brother Huang?"

"Why did you come to Macau?" Huang Rongjin wondered why Yang Ming appeared here. It seemed that Yang Ming was still in Songjiang the day before yesterday?

"Hehe, didn't I come to Macau to participate in Shu Ya's concert..." Yang Ming didn't lie to him, this was originally one of the purposes of Yang Ming's trip.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be a fan of Shuya..." Huang Rongjin said in surprise, "Just like my friend Ji Xiaohe, just after the concert in Songjiang ended, he dragged me to Macau again."

"So you came to the concert too!" Yang Ming suddenly nodded.

"It's not all. There are a lot of my family's properties in Macau. I will cause you trouble in Songjiang, but it will be fine here. It can be regarded as my territory. If you need anything, just ask." Huang Rongjin patted his chest and promised. .

"Not yet, but if you are in trouble, I won't be polite to you." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"That's natural, you have to be polite, you just look down on me." Huang Rongjin also said with a smile: "I have an appointment with a guest today, so I won't talk to you, how long will you stay here?"

"It's hard to say, but I should stay for a few days." Yang Ming was also not sure.

"I will hold a small banquet at my house next Saturday. If you are free, please come here and let's talk about it." Huang Rongjin took out an invitation card from his small handbag It was stuffed to Yang Ming.

"Okay, if I don't leave, I will definitely go." Yang Ming accepted the invitation, and he had a good impression of Huang Rongjin, so it's good to be able to make such a friend.

Huang Rongjin made an appointment with several important clients of the Huang family to discuss business today, so he couldn't spend more time with Yang Ming. Originally, Huang Rongjin was not in charge of the business affairs, but helplessly, his elder brother was too busy in Singapore, and he happened to come to Macau, so the responsibility fell on him, not to mention that there was a part of him in the company. Shares, even if you want to ignore them.

Huang Rongjin's character naturally dislikes being in power, which is also an important reason why the two brothers of their family can live in harmony. Huang Rongjin's eldest brother, Huang Rongtian, is the kind of person who is more fanatical about doing business and controlling the overall situation, and he is also happy to see his younger brother like this now. Otherwise, both brothers are in charge of the company, and when encountering differences of opinion, it will be difficult for the people below to decide who to obey, and the company will collapse sooner or later.

But now, Huang Rongjin is only holding shares and dividends, and the company's operations are controlled by his brother Huang Rongtian, and the Huang family's business is getting bigger and bigger. Of course, Huang Rongjin couldn't ignore it at all.

After bidding farewell to Huang Rongjin, Yang Ming immediately set off and returned to the hotel, and entered a group of photos taken today into the computer. Then he opened his own network hard disk, which stored many useful electronic tools that Fang Tian gave him, and some code words dictionaries were also saved on it.

Yang Ming downloaded the dictionary, and compared the words on the photos, he translated them one by one.

As a result, Yang Ming was shocked by the translated content! This is actually a message offering a reward for hiring a murderer!

The information in the first three issues of the magazine were all the same, offering a reward of 10 million patacas (MOP) for killing a person. And in the fourth issue of the magazine, after this message, there was another message. The content of the message was also very simple. There were only four words "accepting the task" in translation.

It seems that no one responded to the messages in the first three issues. When it was published until the fourth issue, someone published the same password in the same position and took over the murderous task.

Of course, if it wasn't for a professional like Yang Ming, no one would be able to understand this mess of words. Even if the fourth issue has a few more words than the third issue, no one will think of it.

Sure enough, starting from the fifth issue, the text in each issue of the magazine was different. It seemed that these two people started to communicate in this kind of text. In the fifth issue, it should be the news published by the employer. He left the information and materials of the person he wanted to kill.

The person to be killed was named Zheng Shaopeng, the chief dealer and senior consultant of the Warwick Casino in Macau. It is also a celebrity in the Macau gambling industry. The reason for killing him was not mentioned in the message, but these are not important.

Yang Ming is not the kind of person with a full sense of justice, and as a killer himself, it is impossible for Yang Ming to destroy the business of his colleagues. And this Zheng Shaopeng is definitely not a good bird. Generally, people in his position don't know how many people have been entrapped.

Therefore, Zheng Shaopeng's life and death had nothing to do with Yang Ming. What made Yang Ming curious was that this employer would actually use a password dictionary dedicated to the killer class!

This made Yang Ming very surprised. Ordinary people would never use these secret words, but this person just knows how! It can be seen that he is a person who knows the killer industry and its knowledge, at least he has friends who are killers.

But if that's the case, why advertise a killer for hire?

This is what aroused Yang Ming's suspicion! Now that doubts arose, Yang Ming naturally did not dare to delay, and told Fang Tian what he had seen, heard, and everything he had analyzed.

After all, Jiang is still old and hot, and Yang Ming's experience as a killer is still very insufficient, so he can't compare with Fang Tian. After listening to Yang Ming's narration, Fang Tian didn't say much, but asked, "What kind of password does he use?"

"The code number ninety-nine in the dictionary." Yang Ming said.

"Number ninety-nine? Are you sure?" Fang Tian originally had an indifferent attitude, but when he heard Yang Ming say that it was the password number ninety-nine, Fang Tian immediately fell in love with it.

"That's right, it's code number ninety-nine. Is there something wrong?" Yang Ming asked a little strangely.

"The number ninety-nine code is not a common code in the killer world!" Fang Tian suddenly said anxiously: "That is the code created by the Butterfly family!"

"The Butterfly Family?" Yang Ming is no stranger to this. His training in Europe was carried out in the Butterfly Family.

"Now try to find out who published this message. At this stage, I have to contact my old friend. It may not be that simple!" Fang Tian said after a while.

Although Yang Ming didn't know what the mystery was, but when he heard that the password was not a circulating password, he also felt that things must not be that simple...

Not far from the coffee shop where Yang Ming was, the window of a limited-edition Ferrari opened slowly, and a somewhat thin man threw out the cigarette butt in his hand, with a sneer on his lips: "I can't do it this time. Kill two birds with one stone."