He packed the bottle and then stepped on it and disappeared into the villa.

Outside the Jade City, five kilometers away.

A Mercedes-Benz G was parked on the side of the road.

The door opened and the man in the mask entered the car.

Taking off his mask, a young face showed off, it was Ye Mo.

He took out the vial.

The golden powder contained inside is the red-lined golden cicada shell powder!

"I didn't expect that Zhang Shuai could even steal the cicada shell powder. If I came later, the cicada shell powder would be obtained by the Jing family, and the mystery of time would be completely over."

Ye Mo put away the bottle and Zhang Shuai's hidden danger was completely eliminated.

......

Eight in the morning.

Ye Mo took his family to the previous breakfast shop to eat buns.

"Around 8:30 last night, a murder occurred in the villa area of ​​Liudu Jade City. Our station received news that the murder case was related to the silver-white masked man a few days ago. During the murder case, the Jing family was present. The specific details of this station's reporter is following up and investigating..."

On TV, the host is playing the news.

But the news is very short and has been described in one sentence.

"Is it a silver-white masked man again? Could it be that he killed someone again?"

"Does this guy have a grudge against the Jing family?"

......

Looking at the news, breakfast shop customers whispered.

"Hmph, those Jing family deserve to die!"

"Yes, although other bosses also exploit employees, the Jing family does not treat employees as human beings at all!"

"I deserve it!"

"The masked man is doing well!"

......

Most customers still stand on the side of the masked man.

"Doctor Ye."

A respectful voice came, and a middle-aged man with glasses walked into the breakfast shop.

It's Jianghang.

Yesterday morning, Ye Mo entrusted him to get information about the negative incidents of the Jing family from the newspaper, and then made an appointment to come here to meet.

However, Jiang Hang looked disappointed at this time, as if he had encountered something.

"How is the matter going?" Ye Mo asked.

"Oh, Doctor Ye, I have let you down!"

Jiang Hang sighed lightly, very disappointed: "Yesterday I went to the newspaper safe to get the information about the Jing family, and prepared to take it out and copy it and put it back, but I was discovered by the editor-in-chief of the newspaper."

"When the editor-in-chief knew that I wanted negative information from the Jing family, Thunder Ting was furious and without saying a word, he fired me directly on the grounds of stealing confidential news from the newspaper."

At the end, Jiang Hang gritted his teeth and shook his head:

"This editor-in-chief often eats and drinks with senior executives of the Jing family on weekdays. He must be sitting on the Jing family's side. When he heard that I wanted the Jing family information, he fired me. He was really decisive!"

"The lackey of the Jing family!"

Jiang Hang was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

"Sorry, if I hadn't asked you to help me with your work, you wouldn't have lost your job." Ye Mo said apologetically.

"It's okay, Doctor Ye, you saved my son. I still need to help with this little thing." Jiang Hang said immediately:

"And I have no good feelings for the Jing family either. As a reporter, I should report the truth, but I was suppressed by the editor-in-chief of the newspaper!"

Jiang Hang clenched his fists: "As for my job, as for my position as a senior journalist, it is quite easy to find another newspaper. Even if Liudu media industry can't make it, you can go to other cities. These are not problems."

"Then have you ever thought of opening a newspaper and being the editor-in-chief by yourself?" Ye Mo touched his chin.

"Uh...Doctor Ye, it's not that easy to open a newspaper, but not to open a company."

Jiang Hang was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "A media like newspapers determine the direction of public opinion in a place. A piece of news can calm the hearts of the people, and may also cause turmoil and have a profound impact."

"So this kind of media is strictly controlled by the government. If it doesn't matter, it's a fantasy to open a newspaper, even if you have money, it's not OK."

Jiang Hang explained to Ye Mo:

"Doctor Ye, the first thing he needs to open a newspaper is the issue number, which is also the most difficult thing to get. This thing is a national specialized control. Without the help of a provincial and ministerial official, it would be impossible to obtain it."

"Of course, as long as you can get the issue number, everything will be easy."

Ye Mo pondered, and a plan appeared in his heart.

"I'll see if I can apply for a number for you."

Ye Mo immediately took out his cell phone.

"What?"
Chapter completed!