Chen Qiming’s car had not been driving through Xi’an for long when it came to a voluntary stop.
Chen Qiming stepped out of the vehicle himself and blocked the van that had been tailing them. He knocked on the window, took a glance at the digital camera in the hands of the person in the passenger seat, and then pulled out an unopened pack of cigarettes. He handed one to each of the men in the van before asking, "Which newspaper are you folks employed by?"
Ma Daheng took the cigarette and offered a flattering smile. "Ming, we’re from Next Magazine."
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