Chapter 821: Kill Two Birds with One Stone

Yang Ming took the magazine in his hand and looked at the secret code on it. He couldn't make any sense out of it. At this time, the waiter came over with the coffee and noticed that Yang Ming was flipping around to investigate the advertisement in the DM magazine. Hence, the waiter smiled and said, "Sir, what you're reading is meaningless..."

"Meaningless?" Yang Ming was stunned.

"Yes, in each issue, some people who have money to spend like to show off themselves and publish it. The purpose is to tease others..." The waiter put the coffee gently in front of Yang Ming and explained.

"Oh?" Yang Ming looked up suspiciously. "There is one in each issue? Is it the same person publishing it?"

"That I don't know, but the locals think that it is a boring guy who made a prank. Sir, you are a tourist here. Naturally, you don't know about these." The waiter continued to explain.

"Do you have the previous issues of the magazine?" Yang Ming took out a tip of a hundred bucks and gave it to the waiter.

"Yes, sir. Wait a minute; I will show it to you." The waiter took the tip and immediately smiled as he walked away to help Yang Ming get the magazines.

As the waiter walked away, he thought - The rich people's hobbies are really different. Some people publish unusable rubbish with advertising fees. Someone here also spends a tip to look for the previous publications to check!

But this had nothing to do with him. He would do what made his customer happy. As the waiter came to the coffee shop's storeroom, the waiter fumbled over the previous DM magazines. He took one of each issue. He put them on Yang Ming's coffee table. "Mister, all of them are here. It began to be published starting from the third edition."

Yang Ming looked at the magazines that the waiter handed over. There were about six to seven books. Yang Ming nodded with satisfaction and said, "Thank you."

"It is alright. Call me at any time if you need anything else." The waiter replied respectfully and left.

Unlike ordinary journals, DM magazines didn't have fixed publication dates. They were trade magazines published by some media advertising companies. They weren't publicly sold but distributed free of charge in public places such as bars, coffee shops, barber shops, etc. for the customers passing by to read.

Yang Ming didn't have the code decipher dictionary with him, so it was impossible to see anything from these messy words. It was completely incomprehensible.

Yang Ming didn't believe that someone would be so bored to spend money to publish some inexplicable things. Since Yang Ming encountered it at such an occasion, he naturally would explore it further.

Yang Ming took out his mobile phone and took pictures of each issue of the magazine. After going back to the hotel, he would carefully study it.

The waiter noticed Yang Ming pick up his mobile phone to take photos, and he couldn't help but be a little amused. All kinds of people existed out there! But he didn't interfere or bother Yang Ming. What did this have to do with the waiter?

After taking the photos, Yang Ming put the magazines aside neatly. He put the coffee money on the table. Then, at the moment he got up was about to leave, he met an acquaintance.

"Little Brother Yang Ming!" A young man walked in the door of the coffee shop and saw Yang Ming. He was surprised and happy as he greeted Yang Ming.

"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 who he met in Song Jiang. "Brother Huang?"

"How come you are here in Macau?" Huang Rongjin was a bit baffled as to why Yang Ming was here. Yang Ming seemed to be in Song Jiang the day before yesterday, right?

"Hehe, I came here just to attend Shu Ya's concert in Macau..." Yang Ming did not lie to him. It was originally 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. "Like my friend, Ji Xiaohe. The concert at Song Jiang was just over and yet he brought me to Macau."

"It turns out that you are also going to the concert!" Yang Ming was stunned and nodded.

"Not at all actually. A lot of my family's business is in Macau. Sorry for the trouble in Song Jiang. But it is good you are here. This place can be regarded as my territory. Just let me know if you need anything." Huang Rongjin patted his chest and promised.

"Not yet, but if I have trouble, I will not be courteous with you." Yang Ming smiled.

"That is natural. If you are courteous, you are looking down on me." Huang Rongjin also smiled and said, "I have a guest today. I will not talk to you any further. How long will you be staying here?"

"It is hard to say, but it should be a few days." Yang Ming wasn't sure.

"I will hold a small banquet at my house next Saturday. If you have time, you can come over and enjoy it. When we are there, we can catch up with each other again." Huang Rongjin took out an invitation card from a small bag in his hand and gave it to Yang Ming.

"Great. If I haven't left yet, I will certainly come." Yang Ming took the invitation. His impression of Huang Rongjin wasn't bad, so it was good to be able to make such a friend.

Huang Rongjin had made an appointment with several important customers of the Huang Family today to discuss business. He had no way to accompany Yang Ming. Originally, Huang Rongjin wasn't responsible for the business affairs, but his elder brother was so busy in Singapore that he couldn't get away from it. As Huang Rongjin happened to be in Macau, this responsibility also fell on him. After all, Huang Rongjin had some shares in this company. He couldn't just leave it be.

Huang Rongjin's personality was naturally not fond of power, which was also an important reason why the brothers could be harmonious. Huang Rongjin's eldest brother, Huang Rongtian, was the kind of person who was more enthusiastic about business. Huang Rongtian was happy to see his little brother in such a situation now. Otherwise, if both brothers were in charge of the company, it was difficult for the followers to decide who to follow when there were differences in opinion. With that, the company would crumble sooner or later.

Now, Huang Rongjin only held shares and dividends. The company's operations were controlled by his brother, Huang Rongtian. The Huang Family's business was getting bigger and bigger, so of course, Huang Rongjin couldn't ignore it at all.

After Yang Ming said goodbye to Huang Rongjin, he immediately returned to the hotel and entered the set of photos taken today into the computer. Then, Yang Ming opened his own network cloud drive which held a lot of useful electronic tools that Fang Tian gave to him. Some code deciphering dictionaries were also saved there.

Yang Ming downloaded the dictionary and ran it one by one against the text on the photo.

As a result, the translated content made Yang Ming very shocked! This was actually a message to hire an assassin!

The messages in the first three issues were all the same, with a reward of ten million Macanese patacas (Macau pataca) to kill a person. In the fourth issue of the magazine, after this message, there was another message. The content of the message was very simple. Only five words were translated to "The Job Has Been Accepted."

It seemed that no one responded to the messages in the first three issues. When it was published in the fourth issue, someone posted the same password in the same location and took on the task of killing.

Of course, if it weren't a professional like Yang Ming, no one would make sense of this ridiculous text. Even if the fourth issue were a few more words than the third issue, no one would think of anything.

Sure enough, from the fifth issue on, the texts in each issue were different. It seemed that these two people began to communicate with this text. In the fifth issue, it was the news published by the employer, who left the information about the targeted person to be assassinated.

The name of the person to be assassinated was Zheng Shaopeng, the chief dealer and senior consultant of the Macau Huawei Casino. He was also a celebrity in the Macau gambling industry. The reason for assassinating him wasn't mentioned in the message, but it wasn't important.

Yang Ming wasn't the kind of person with a very strong sense of justice. Because he was an assassin himself, Yang Ming wouldn't ruin the business of his peers. This Zheng Shaopeng certainly wasn't a good person. People who were generally in his position might have already 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 employer actually used the assassins' dedicated code dictionary!

This made Yang Ming very surprised. Generally, ordinary people wouldn't use these codes, but this person somehow knew it! It could be seen that this person understood the assassin industry very well, or at least the employer had a friend who was an assassin.

However, if this was the case, where was the need to advertise to hire a killer?

This was the point that raised Yang Ming's doubt! Since there was suspicion, Yang Ming naturally did not dare to delay. He told Fang Tian about what he saw and heard alongside with what he interpreted.

After all, the older, the wiser. The experience of Yang Ming as a killer was still very lacking. It couldn't be compared to Fang Tian. Fang Tian listened to Yang Ming's narrative, but did not say anything other than ask, "What kind of password did he use?"

"The ninety-ninth password in the dictionary." Yang Ming replied.

"Ninety-nine? Are you sure?" Fang Tian had a bit of an indifferent attitude originally. After hearing that Yang Ming said it was the 99th password, he immediately put his heart into it.

"Yes, it's the 99th password. Is there anything wrong with it?" Yang Ming asked, baffled.

"No. The 99th password isn't a common password for the assassin community!" Fang Tian suddenly said anxiously, "That is the password created by the Butterfly Family!"

"Butterfly Family?" Yang Ming wasn't unfamiliar with this. His training in Europe was run by the Butterfly Family.

"Try to find out who posted this message. This matter has progressed to that point. I have to contact my old friend here. It may not be that simple!" Fang Tian hesitated and said.

Although Yang Ming didn't know the mystery within, as he heard that this password wasn't a circulated password, he also felt that the matter wasn't so simple...

Not far from the coffee shop where Yang Ming was located, the window of a limited edition Ferrari slowly opened. A thin man threw his cigarette butt out with a cold sneer at the corner of his mouth. "Probably I can kill two birds with one stone this time."