Part 2 Chapter 20 Unknown Words
I glanced at it from the side and saw that it was the company's internal magazine. It was a sure thing. I saw that Qin Yiheng had already taken it and it looked like there was no danger, so I picked it up and flipped through a few of them. I found that these things were quite complete, with one issue per month. This pile contained several years of Hongda Real Estate's internal magazines.
I was getting more and more confused. What was the purpose of the person who sent this thing? I thought to myself: "Is he trying to get me and Qin Yiheng to learn about the history of Hongda Real Estate? That's possible."
I asked Qin Yiheng what he thought, but he didn't express his opinion. He just put the internal magazine back to its place, sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and said: "Our current situation is worse than I expected. Our every move is being monitored." As he said that, he took out a small black object from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table.
I picked it up and saw that it was a pinhole camera. Qin Yiheng said, "Since the wardrobe appeared, I have learned my lesson and installed a hidden camera at home, connected to a computer host that is also hidden, which can record images for a long time. Every time I go out, I will activate this device, just to see if something else is delivered. But I didn't expect that this time the thing was delivered to your house."
I'm not stupid, so I felt a chill down my spine when he said that. So the other party knew that Qin Yiheng had installed a hidden camera at home, so he sent it to me as a second choice? If so, this person is monitoring us all the time, day and night? Regardless of the occasion? And monitoring two people at the same time? Do they have a team or something?
If you think about it, this is more frustrating than encountering a ghost. I just don't understand whether this is helping both of us, or the other party is designing a path to lure us along.
I felt a little dizzy, so I lit a cigarette and took a long puff, thinking back to my previous experiences. That uneasy feeling began to surge up from the bottom of my heart again.
I guess Qin Yiheng was also thinking, and neither of us spoke for more than ten minutes. Finally, he moved all the books to the coffee table and said to me in a comforting tone: "We can only be led by the other party for the time being. After all, no one can guarantee that what is written on the coffin board is false. There are too many things in this world that are difficult to understand, and one or two of them will not make a difference. Let's see if we can find anything first."
Qin Yiheng's words made sense, and I slapped my face and started flipping through these internal publications. This kind of book is different from magazines. It looks boring and long, but you still have to calm down and read it one by one. It is really a torment.
The two of us read until the second half of the night, but to no avail. I had originally planned to go home and have a good sleep, but now that I had stayed up so late, I was extremely tired, so I had to keep smoking to stay awake. In the end, I simply washed my face with cold water, and then I felt a little more energetic. I returned to the sofa and was about to continue studying hard when I heard Qin Yiheng say "Huh".
As soon as he made a move, my sleepiness immediately disappeared, and I hurriedly asked him what was wrong. He pointed at the magazine in his hand and muttered, "There is a typo in it."
I originally thought he had discovered something important, but it turned out to be a false alarm. Not to mention this kind of publication, even the high-end magazines on the market cannot guarantee that there are no typos, because the proofreaders are all human. People make mistakes sometimes, not to mention that this kind of internal corporate publication is usually just a formality, and there are not so many people who take a typo seriously.
I wanted to blame Qin Yiheng for making a fuss, but when I turned around, I saw that his brows were furrowed. I leaned over to take a look, and saw that he was pointing at the wrong word with his fingertips. I was also a little stunned when I saw it, because I didn't recognize this word.
I'm a graduate of a legitimate university, so I shouldn't be so ignorant of a single word. This isn't a professional academic journal, and what kind of uncommon words can be used in a company journal? I wanted to ask Qin Yiheng how to pronounce this word, but before I could open my mouth, he seemed to have thought of something. He opened several , quickly searched through them, and turned to me and said, "Not only is there a typo in this book, but in many books, and..." As he spoke, he picked up another book and pointed it to me, "These typos seem to be in the same place."
When he said that, I was still a little confused. It was not until I saw the wrong characters he picked out that I understood. Not to mention that I didn't recognize these wrong characters, the location of the wrong characters was very surprising. Because no matter what the theme of the internal magazine was, or what the content of the article on that page was, there would be a wrong character in the fourth to last page of the internal magazine, in the bottom left corner of the line.
What's going on? Is it a printing error, or is there something wrong with the typesetting? But it's not possible that every copy has a typo in the same place, right? I looked at Qin Yiheng, who was also at a loss.
After a long while, he hummed and said, "These typos are probably the reason why these books appear here." After that, he asked me to turn to that page in all the company's internal publications, check them one by one, and copy the typos onto a piece of paper.
I watched him while he was transcribing. I counted and found that although there were typos in every copy, there were only five words that appeared in turn.
I thought to myself: "Isn't this evidence of aliens lurking on Earth? Unless this is oracle bone script, I can only believe that this is alien writing. Although each character looks like it has straight horizontal and vertical strokes, I still feel uncomfortable with these characters. "
Qin Yiheng finished copying and looked at the paper for a long time. Finally, he shook his head and said, "This doesn't look like the characters used on Taoist talismans. Some Taoists do write some ancient characters on Taoist talismans. They look very similar to stick drawings or totems, but after all, there are only a few types. It's not that I have never seen them before."
Even he was completely in the dark, let alone me. I took the paper and looked at it, but I didn't even know which direction to guess. I could only put the paper down and asked Qin Yiheng what to do now.
Qin Yiheng was also tired. He yawned and said, "This is all we can do for now. Let's take a rest first. Once you've rested enough, I'll take you to find an expert I know to see if he can help you." After saying that, he stood up and said goodbye, and took two sausages from my refrigerator away.
I was indeed extremely tired. I was too lazy to pack my things and just fell asleep on the bed.
