48 Hours a Day

Medical teams, who had been on standby, rushed to the site of the crash of the lunar training aircraft, but high temperatures and smoke prevented their rescue.

In fact, in terms of the situation on the ground, they were just doing their best, and nobody thought that a strong man named Anthony could survive.

Fire crews arrived quickly and took five minutes to extinguish the fire, but the lunar training machine had burned out and there was an equally scorched black body in the driver's seat.

“Morning training is cancelled and everyone is on standby in the dormitory.” The captain said, his face with no expression is also rarely revealed with a slight seriousness, "Don't tell anyone, especially the journalist, that there will be an expert at noon to give you a psychological assessment, in addition," he paused, his eyes swept over the players again, "anyone who wants to quit can tell me now. ”

“ ………… ”

The players remained silent and it was obviously impossible to quit. Even if such an accident happened, let alone one person, that is, everyone else was dead. As long as the main line task was not completed, no one would quit.

In fact, while it was hard to hear from young people before, Anthony's death was certainly not a good thing for the rest of us, so the mood is complicated.

Everyone went back to their dormitories according to the captain. Zhang Heng took a box of milk from the fridge and poured it into the glass. However, he had just picked up the cup and knocked on his ear.

Zhang Heng opened the door and saw the smell standing outside.

Ever since Zhang Heng warned Zhen in class on the first day, the two of them had no more private relationships, Zhen Smell Choice and Jalai allied, but the matter did not cause much wind between the players, and even the two players who were at the bottom of the competition did not make others feel too threatened.

“Something wrong?” Zhang Heng asked.

“Can we go inside and talk?” Smell doesn't look very emotional, the smile on his face is barely enough, and there is a little panic in his words.

“That's not necessary.” Zhang Hengdao, “just say something here. ”

Zhen Smell bit his lip, “I know what you think of me, but I don't have a choice from the beginning to the end, it chose me, not me. I got an invitation to somehow get involved in the game, and I had to work hard to survive, just like I just graduated from college, and I just wanted to work hard like everyone else, to feed my family, to be a normal person, but my boss, he blocked me in the tea room, threatened me to be his underground lover, otherwise he made it difficult for me to walk in the company. ”

“That's the cruel truth about the world, isn't it? The weak never have a choice.” Zhen Smells himself laughing, "Sometimes I wish I was a man, maybe I wouldn't be what I am today.” She looked up, "I didn't lie to you, I could tell you were different from the others, so I came to you, not to take advantage of you, just to tell you, be careful with Jalai. ”

“Why isn't he your ally? ”

“Don't be fooled by his appearance, he is the deepest hidden person among us, deeper than anyone can imagine… I…” Zhen said halfway, the door on Zhang Heng's right hand suddenly opened.

Jialeh poked his head out of it and said, "Oh, there you are. I was just going to find you. Didn't you say you had finished your Coke in the fridge? I have more. You're coming to get it?” As he spoke, he sneaked up on Zhang Heng beside him, and his eyes flashed with fear.

Zhang Heng has always been the most mysterious player, solo, rarely deals with other players, strong strength, excellence in all training, even some doubt whether he is from an astronaut. Although the dangerous smell on him is not as strong now, Jalai is still afraid of instincts.

Zhen Smell didn't go on. He took a deep look at Zhang Heng and squeezed a smile at Jia Lai. "Okay, I'll be right there. ”

Less than five minutes after Jane Smell left, someone knocked on Zhang Heng's door.

This time standing outside the door was an intellectual-like middle-aged man, pushing glasses on his face, "I think we need to talk about what just happened. I've already informed the others. Meet me in my room in a minute. Is there a problem on your side? ”

“No.”

“Good. I'll see you then. ”

…………

This is also Zhang Heng's first visit to the residence of other players. The intellectual-looking middle-aged man lived in a slightly smaller place than him, but the arrangement was similar. The difference was that there was no TV, instead of an antique radio, the other players had arrived when Zhang Heng entered the door.

High school students and unscrupulous young people occupy the only two chairs in the room. Jalai and Zhen Ji can only sit on the bed, but the only single sofa in the room is still empty. The intellectual-looking middle-aged man made a gesture to Zhang Heng.

After Zhang Heng sat down, he also closed the door and walked to the center of the room.

“Then I'll just open the door, and I don't think Anthony's death was an accident. ”

“How can you see it?” The impotent young man stripped a peanut and threw it in his mouth.

“Don't say you didn't see that Anthony strictly followed the instructions of the staff and pulled the ejection handle under the seat, realizing that he had lost control of the lunar training machine, all within seconds of the crash of the lunar training machine. ”

“Then why didn't he eject from the training machine?” Jalai doesn't understand.

“Good question, I think some of you here can answer our questions.” Intellectual-looking middle-aged people look around.

“Oh, my favorite part, is finally coming?” The impotent young man applauded.

“I remember you once said he might have killed himself by mistake.” High school students suddenly opened their mouths.

“So what? ”

“How did you know all this would happen? ”

'Cause I'm smarter? ”The impotent young man shrugged," you don't really believe this bullshit, with my training grades, I don't have to kill people to get on Apollo XI, of all the people sitting there, except that always cool dude over there, I should be the least suspect. ”

“Looks like it.” Jialeh whispered.

“I'm sorry?” flashed a chill in the eyes of an impotent young man.

The fat man immediately conditioned his retraction.

“I think what he means is that a lot of things aren't necessarily going to happen yet.” Intellectual-looking middle-aged people wipe their glasses, "you could be bluffing. ”