Chapter 237 Shilan City, Media Asia Group

"The passenger has arrived at Shilan Railway Station."

The train stopped, and a man with black hair and black eyes on the seat stood up and dragged down the luggage placed on the side beside him.

He is the fourteenth person to enter Shilan City, and he is also "Bai Mo".

Bai Mo pushed the hat on his head, got out of the car door and entered Shilan City.

"Shilan City, I'm back."

Whispering in his heart, Bai Mo walked through the ticket gate like a normal person, swiped his ID card, and then left the train platform smoothly.

Everything was unremarkable, just like ordinary people traveling to Shilan City.

Before Baimo, the thirteen commissioners who entered were assimilated into the city and became part of it, and they had unknowingly become part of Shilan City.

Therefore, the Nantianmen Department held a number theory meeting with the abnormal event response plan, and finally made a decision-Bai Mo's action this time does not need to be carried out with great fanfare, but in a low-key manner.

He was so low-key that he didn't contact the police station, city government and other personnel in Shilan City at all, and just entered as an ordinary person.

As an ordinary person, investigate the traces of the dragon clan in this city and pursue the clues left by Chu Tianjiao.

Following the station gate in the southeast, Bai Mo left the train station and reached out to check his watch. The time showed 11:27 am.

"There is still enough time, let's go find Chu Tianjiao first." Making a judgment in his heart, Bai Mo turned on his phone and made a call.

Because the Nantianmen department was wary of the unknown existence in Shilan City, Bai Mo did not use the system wing to enter this time, but contacted via mobile phone.

Of course, this kind of mobile phone is not a simple technological product. The communication in it is specially modulated, and the communication channel is only linked to the military base outside Shilan City.

"I have entered Shilan City and am now preparing to go to Chu Tianjiao's location."

"Understood, please be safe."

After the brief exchange, Bai Mo stopped a taxi on the roadside.

"Master, stop the car."

The driver in the taxi was a bearded man who looked to be in his forties. He had a mature voice.

"Young man, are you from out of town?"

"Yes, I'm going to travel here."

"Oh, oh, oh, when it comes to traveling, you have to go to these places."

"Where?" Bai Mo said, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and then entered the car. As for the luggage, he put it on his lap.

“If you want to talk about food, it’s definitely aspasia restaurant!”

"Sounds like it's awesome." Bai Mo checked the latest news on his phone while chatting.

"Of course, after driving for so many years, the most powerful thing I've heard is about ordering food from aspasia restaurants."

"Looking at it this way, it seems very powerful. By the way, master, have you heard of Media Asia Group?"

"Media Group... I've heard of it." The driver nodded and spoke full of memories while turning the steering wheel.

"Media Group is on the edge of the urban area. The city originally planned it as a "high-tech heavy industrial zone," but it was not developed well. The companies that opened with great vigor have basically stopped operating, and even the wild cats don't come to hang out. , because there is nothing to eat from the trash can.”

“You don’t know that when this factory was built ten years ago, the non-local boss Niu Pi claimed that he would build Asia’s number one special metals base locally and defrauded countless banks of loans.

But the efficiency of the factory was extremely poor. By the time the bank felt something was wrong and wanted to investigate the company, the boss had already fled with the money and has not been caught yet. "

"I don't know what's going on now. Tell me what's happening to us ordinary people. There are so many ups and downs every day. Hey, I don't know when we will be able to feel more stable."

Bai Mo's eyes flickered, Media Asia Group...this is a clue.

"Looking at it this way, the boss is very majestic."

"Awesome?" The driver laughed twice and said disdainfully: "It looks awesome, but in fact, even the Maybach was bought with a loan. God is also watching, the boss is so heartless, Maybach and Typhoon blow Gone, completely scrapped.”

"I just felt sorry for the driver. First his wife ran away with others, and then he died due to the typhoon accident."

"Oh." Bai Mo already knew who he was.

Chu Tianjiao, an unlucky man who died due to a typhoon.

Tapping his fingers on the metal shell of the suitcase, Bai Mo said out of curiosity: "Master, go to Media Asia Group and let me see what's going on."

"Just on my way, only a few minutes left."

Time flashed by. After arriving at the location, the driver stepped on the accelerator and turned on the meter to settle the fare.

"250 in total."

"Here." Bai Mo settled the fare and watched the taxi drive away.

Bai Mo took out his mobile phone, made a call, and began to report the situation: "We have arrived at Media Asia Group..."

When it was over, he closed the phone.

Shilan City Media Asia Group, a huge industrial park.

Of course, this was once.

The park is now deserted. Except for a few sporadic guards, basically no one comes here.

Bai Mo opened his suitcase, took out a camera and walked into the park.

After passing through the deserted high-rise building, he entered a three-story office building.

Bai Mo reached out and pushed open the door.

The door opened with a creak, and a dozing middle-aged man sitting inside raised his head and looked up at the stranger standing outside the door.

Ordinary clothes, a standard student dress, and a very immature temperament. Where did this college student come from?

The middle-aged man asked: "Who are you?"

"A college student from Magic City University, I came here to investigate the relevant content of urban changes. I need information for my graduation thesis."

As he spoke, Bai Mo handed him a pack of cigarettes.

The middle-aged man took it, nodded, glanced at the student ID card and other contents that Bai Mo brought, and then waved his hand: "There is no one here. What do you want to know?"

"I heard that the driver Chu Tianjiao may know the boss of Media Asia Group very well, so I want to confirm his situation."

"Old Chu, he is very close to the boss, and he may really know some of the situation, but to be honest, I will give you a shot of vaccination first. Old Chu may not have any news here."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a key from the desk cabinet. He touched the key and the sticky note label and took out a key from it.

"Let's go."

Just taking Bai Mo to see Chu Tianjiao's room was not an absolute prohibition for him.

Walking in the corridor, Bai Mo casually asked: "Chu Tianjiao, who is he?"

In the driver's eyes, Chu Tianjiao is an old unlucky guy. Not only did his wife run away with someone else, but he also lost his life because of the typhoon.

He is really unlucky.

"Old Chu, a good man, was married before. His wife is a beautiful dancer and gave birth to a son, a genius with excellent grades."

"Then they divorced. He used to drive for the leader of the tax bureau. Later, he wanted to make more money, so he quit and came out to drive for our boss."

"Speaking of which, I still remember the time when I ate braised large intestines and grilled chicken wings with Old Chu in the evening."

"To be honest, sometimes I miss Old Chu quite a lot, but he has been gone for so many years, and no one comes to ask him. It seems that this person's death has no effect on anyone. It's pretty miserable for a person to end up like this..."

Bai Mo didn't refute it, but just followed his footsteps, but at the corner, he suddenly felt someone looking at him from behind.

Behind him, there seemed to be the sound of stream water splashing when horse hooves stepped on the ground.

Bai Mo turned his head and looked back. There was nothing outside the window.

The sky was blue, the sun was high in the sky, and a few white clouds were floating by.