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At night.
A familiar airport, a waiting room with a similar layout, and a certain traveler who was waiting for his flight not long ago.
Well, if there were an authoritative statistical report on professional business trip rates, then the killer would probably be among the top.
This is by no means an exaggeration. If other professions only involve periodic business trips, then as a killer, you are either on a business trip, on the way to a business trip, or waiting for a business trip, from beginning to end.
Just like a line in a certain movie - there is a bird in the world that has no legs. It keeps flying since it is born. When it gets tired of flying, it sleeps in the wind. It can only land once in its life, and that is when it dies.
Well, it's a bit literary. Tang Chao, who was reading a book, didn't think so, or he was too lazy to think about it. He had long been accustomed to this kind of life, and occasionally he could find some fun in it.
For example, on a whim in his previous life, he took three flights in one night, traveled to three places, killed three people, and returned to his residence when the sun was about to rise in the early morning to catch up on his sleep...
"Ding dong, dear passengers, please note that your flight to Osaka is now boarding..."
Amidst the sound of the broadcast, Tang Chao folded the footer of the book in his hand and put it into his backpack. It was a Japanese book, but it was no longer a language textbook. He knew Japanese, so there was no need to cram it... it was a reasoning book.
In his previous life, he had read the novel at someone's strong recommendation, but he didn't read it very carefully. At that time, he was still more into music. Now that he has encountered it, he can read it again carefully. Well, he should be able to read it before the plane lands.
The good thing about being reborn is that you regain the right to waste time.
Walking to the boarding gate, he handed over the ticket, "Hello..." Tang Chao frowned mid-sentence, took out his mobile phone, and saw that the text message was still an advertisement. He paused and smiled apologetically at the staff in front of him, "I'm sorry.
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After saying that, he turned around and walked away.
As before, the text message was not a spam advertisement, but a code word passed by an intermediary. The only difference from the previous one was that the content of the text message was very straightforward, it was a series of contact numbers.
This is unreasonable.
Although the two parties had only a few contacts, the Tang Dynasty still had certain judgments about this temporary middleman. Old Harlan did not fool him. He was indeed a competent middleman. In addition to being professional, the latter was also extremely cautious. Of course, this was also
A reflection of professionalism, the few contacts we have are all online calls, and the web pages are temporarily designed and set up, and are deleted immediately after use, leaving no trace behind.
But now, the other party took the initiative to send a string of phone numbers.
As the saying goes, there is a demon when something goes wrong. Tang Chao already had some bad premonitions in his heart. He walked to a secluded corner, took out a new mobile phone from his bag, inserted the phone card, and dialed.
"What's up?"
It was still an electronically synthesized voice that responded, "Something is wrong, I'm not sure, but I think it's necessary to inform you in advance."
"explain."
"According to the previous negotiation agreement, after receiving the death picture of the target object you sent, I sent it to the other party's agent. But now three hours have passed, and there is no response. On the platform I am on, this task was canceled an hour ago
, showing the completed status. The same is true for the other platform. I asked someone to inquire and found out that the bounty for this task has been settled and distributed, also an hour ago."
"Where's the other party's contact information?"
"A local mobile phone number in Bangkok has been canceled."
"Phone number?"
"right."
"Okay, I understand, please contact me again."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Chao calmly took out a mobile phone sim card again. He used the sim card he used to contact the other party in the hotel. He dialed the phone and listened to the power-off prompt from inside. He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
This is how Kitouji looks when he comes out? It’s a bit ugly...
Yes, although the situation is unclear, and even the middleman is not very sure, the Tang Dynasty has already judged with a high probability that this is a conspiracy.
Many things are foreshadowed, but I just didn't pay attention to them at the time. For example, after getting in touch yesterday, the other party's agent refused to take action immediately, and had to wait a day before taking action... Are you in a hurry to run away?
He strode out of the waiting room, passed by a trash can, and threw the ticket in.
How many years have you not encountered this kind of situation? Well, it must have been about ten years. I did encounter it in my previous life when I first debuted. Thinking about it now, I really miss it... I don’t know that the colleague who monopolized the commission at that time is now messing around.
How's it going? I hope you won't make the same mistake again, otherwise you'll meet someone with a bad temper like me again, and the Thames water won't taste good...
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Ten minutes later, the cafe outside the airport.
In the corner, Tang Chao was drinking coffee leisurely and typing on the keyboard occasionally. On the laptop screen in front of him, a string of data was scrolling at high speed, as if he was searching for something.
To be precise, it is looking up a landline number.
Shortly after contacting Nakashimakawa at the hotel yesterday afternoon, Tang Chao received another call. It was from Nakashimakawa's agent. He used a fixed landline number. At that time, Tang Chao was confused as to why the other party did not use his previous number.
After a simple communication, I asked the other party to contact the intermediary. This kind of negotiation often involves two platforms, which is quite troublesome. It is most suitable for the intermediary of both parties to come forward to handle it... Until just now, after hearing
After the intermediary said that the contact information left by the other party was a local mobile phone number in Bangkok, he instantly recalled this detail.
At this time, the screen just freezes, and the location of the fixed number is found. It shows that it is a hotel. Coincidentally, it is not very far from the hotel where Tang Dynasty stayed before, only one block away.
Put down the coffee, go out, and take a taxi.
After arriving at the destination hotel, when Tang Chao was checking in, he pretended that his mobile phone was out of battery and borrowed the front desk phone, then dialed the mobile phone number he had on him. After confirming that it was correct, the next step was a matter of course.
He invaded the hotel network, retrieved the front desk surveillance video, and then selected the time period for the call. Soon, a man with a fat head and big ears wearing a dome hat appeared in front of him, and retrieved the check-in identity registration information.
Mohadi, Malay?
The identity is naturally fake, but it doesn't matter. The bank card used to pay for the room is always real. The consumption records are not very many because the card was just opened two weeks ago. I was very cautious, but unfortunately it still showed its flaws.
, analysis and elimination, the name of a bar that I went to three times in recent days surfaced.
"Oh, I thought I would be busy for a long time and waste my room fee for a day... You are really careless..."
Details decide everything.
Don't think it's surprising or unreasonable. Let alone an agent with a slightly lower professional quality, even a killer will sometimes make many seemingly low-level mistakes.
It's normal. The difference is that some mistakes are harmless, but some mistakes may attract a devil!