48 Hours a Day

(The name of the female lead will not appear until the next chapter, and I must prioritize logic and storytelling, which is the best I can do.

“I remember when I was a kid, this side of the city was still coming,” You always looked unhappy (# `O') pointing to Yangxun Village, not far away. The two came out of Starbucks and walked all the way down Guangli Road to Guangzhou Avenue.

This is one of the busiest main thoroughfares in Flower City, and almost the worst place to get off work in the morning and evening. LEGO drivers are impatiently honking their horns and creeping forward at the same speed as wheelchairs.

When the signal light in front of them turned green, the traffic stopped and the two crossed from the stand-up to the other side of the road.

“I was probably still in elementary school at the time, and it felt like it was messy in there, and it was full of self-built houses, and it was so tight and numb as a plaid, and it was like a maze of alleys, and it was so messy on the top of my head, and it was like a web of wires, and clothes that were hanging on the wires, and you had to watch out for the bike next to you when you went down there, and they would always take the mud and splash it on your pants legs. ”

“Do you live in it? ”

“For a while, my family rented a house here, but it started to be demolished seven or eight years ago, and we moved away. I'm not a native Cantonese. My mom and dad came here to work when I was young. ”

Now that we've built a new relocation house and office building, Zhang Heng probably took a visual look at the height of each building above the 30th and 40th floor, and some aunts sat by the street outside the building, with the sign of renting the house at their feet, waiting for the tenant to ask for a quote as they chatted.

You always get down unhappy (# `O'), scratch a wildcat's chin with a clamp palm, the latter's face shows a pleasant look, shaking its tail, "My dad works in a restaurant on the second floor of the office building, he gets off work at 11: 30 pm, he's a good guy, if you see him you'll know, he used to always have a smile on his face, especially when my final exam results come out, he makes me a self-made celebration face. ”

“Are you gonna wait for him? ”

“No,” you always took a deep breath (# `O') and stood up, "it was late and my stomach was hungry. My mom should be preparing dinner by now, just in time for a big meal, but before that, there was something to do. ”

“What is it? ”

“Kill me.” You always look unhappy (# `O') and squirt and blink.

…………

The high school girl walked past the billboard treating male infertility with her backpack. She was walking with English books and holding on to English words every minute without noticing that the two figures were following her.

Zhang Heng took a look at her before pretending to pass in front of her and found that she looked almost identical to one of the guys around her, except that her eyebrows looked greener and didn't have the cynical temperament that followed.

“Are you sure you want to kill yourself?” Zhang Heng turned his head and looked at someone.

The latter shrugged, “If I don't kill her, I won't be able to go home. After all, my mother is just an ordinary person. Even if she turns into LEGO building blocks now, she won't be able to accept her daughter in two. And one of them is enough for me to worry her. Two of me is a total disaster... There are so many people here who can't do it, she will pass by a small area, we can do it there, there is still a zombie car that nobody drives for a long time, after I kill her, just put the body in the trunk, don't worry about the police, the world will be destroyed in three days anyway. ”

The two men followed the ignorant young girl for another period of time, and they did come to a place where the traffic was scarce, and the time had come, and the lights were dim, to a truly wonderful crime scene like Conan's Little Theatre.

Zhang Heng tried to pull a blue piece of 1 * 1 from the road teeth and squeezed it in his hand twice. There is also a series of numbers 300523 on it, which is the code that every Lego building block will have.

“Are you coming or am I coming? ”

“Come on... Didn't my pranks piss you off before, so give you a chance to get revenge, blade me straight, hope you can enjoy some of it. ”

“ ………… ”

Zhang Heng did not say anything more, and walked forward with that blue part to the unaccompanied schoolgirl.

However, he was not used to moving in the Lego state, and the sound of footsteps provoked the idea of the young girl in front, who was trying to identify the English language in the book in the dark light, raising her head and her subconscious look behind her.

- She was greeted with a blue piece of 1 * 1.

“Hiss ~” you always look unhappy (# `O') and take a sip of cool air, "Pain hurts!!! ”

“Do you have pain sharing?” Zhang Heng frowned.

“No, I'm just helping you with the sound effects, hoping to add a little bit of your immersion. ”

Zhang Heng said nothing, “Go open the trunk. ”

“Yes, Mr. Killer. ”

…………

Zhang Heng had really little experience in murdering Lego high school students. Looking at the schoolgirl who had a (ºººººººº) expression in her trunk, he asked someone, “Is she... is this hanging up? ”

“I don't know, why don't you give her another two? ”

“Forget it, that's it.” Zhang Hengheng, get on the hatch. “Now what? ”

“We're not far from home, and you'll just say it's my classmate, but you look a little mature. ”

You always look unhappy (# `O') and pick up the high school version of the schoolbag you dropped on the floor and hand it to Zhang Heng, "Put this on your back. Besides, you better deal with the hair, you can mess up a little bit more, the learning task is so tense, you don't have time to live so sophisticated. ”

Ten minutes later, they arrived in front of a somewhat dilapidated cylinder building, where there was no elevator, so they had to climb to the sixth floor with their bare hands, through a flying white sheet and several shirts, and outside a door that did not look like an eye.

You always look unhappy all the way (# `O'), but at this moment, suddenly silence, staring at the building blocks in front of you, Zhang Heng saw that she should really want to go back here, but somehow she seemed scared to go back here, so after leaving the train station, she would go for coffee first, then go to the place where she lived when she was a kid, and then swim around again, standing under the hotel where her father worked, but didn't go in, even then she kept telling cold jokes all the way to hide the tension in her heart.

After a while, she reached out with some hesitation and knocked twice at the door.

“Who is it?” There was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

“It's me, Mom. ”