48 Hours a Day

During the next three days, Zhang Heng and Baiqing alternately monitored the situation in the funeral home. Zhang Heng snuck into the refrigerator room once more, took a supplementary CT and confirmed that the thing in the fourth ventricle was still there.

Its companions didn't seem too anxious to take it back, even making Zhang Heng some doubt that the thing was dead. After all, it didn't change position from CT.

In addition, he is now almost a regular visitor to the teacher's office. Grandpa had rarely cared about his affairs. As a result, he had to remind him when he came home yesterday afternoon. So Baoqing asked Zhang Heng to give her his homework. The next morning, when the two handed over, Baoqing brought his breakfast with him.

Moreover, the girl was very careful and deliberately imitated Zhang Heng's handwriting. Finally, someone smoothly passed today, and the teacher with him deliberately praised two sentences.

It is true that everything depends on comparison. Zhang Heng has not been praised for delivering his homework on time before. As a result, he did not write his homework for three days in a row. After returning to normal, he gave the teacher a feeling of flattery.

However, the other side has not moved for so long, Zhang Heng also began to think about whether something was wrong with his plan.

After all, he avoided everything he could, but if human society had been replaced by that thing for the most part, as if now in the classroom, more than a dozen or twenty eyes belonged to those things, then it would be useless for him to be careless, but the possibility was very small, otherwise those things didn't have to be so cautious that he could have done it directly to him.

In addition, Zhang Heng did not give up on the three children who fell into the water. Previously, he learned from the neighborhood security guard that the three children often left the neighborhood, and Zhang Heng wanted to know where they would go.

He was hiding his phone under the desk, flipping over a map of the neighborhood, and suddenly he received a message.

It's Bai Qing's hair. There's only four words on it.

- They're here.

Zhang Heng could feel the tension and chills in Baqing's heart on the other side of the phone. He quickly replied.

- Put the tracker on and wait for me.

After that, Zhang Heng turned his head and looked at the clock hung behind his eyes. Now he's only halfway through the physics class. Twenty minutes until the end of the class, Zhang Heng can't wait that long, so he has to apologize for the physics teacher on stage.

He pressed his tongue with a pencil while his classmates in the neighborhood were not paying attention, and then began to vomit decisively. The vomiting was all over the table, and at the same time the blues on his neck appeared very sad.

The physics teacher came down from the podium in shock, concerned, "What's wrong with you? ”

“I don't know, I've been uncomfortable drinking outdated yogurt this morning.” Zhang Heng's forehead is covered in sweat.

“Ah, it can't be acute enteritis.” Physics teacher, "he said,“ have to go to the hospital, wait for me to see which teacher has no class. ”

“No, Teacher Zheng, I'll just go straight there. ”

“How can a man like you be reassuring?” Teacher Zheng shook her head.

“I know a friend who works in the third courtyard of the city. She will take care of me when she gets to the hospital. I'm just a little weak and still have the strength to take a cab.” Zhang Hengdao, “please let me know from our class director. I will fill in the leave note later. ”

“Well, go to the hospital.” Teacher Jung said.

Zhang Heng returned to his seat to pick up his bag and left the classroom smoothly.

As for what he spit out, naturally there are nearby classmates cleaning it up, which is also a hidden benefit of the number.

Zhang Heng left the school and called his friend at the hospital first to ask her to open a sick note instead.

The latter said a little helplessly, "Did you do something bad again? Leave me alone, and you haven't told me where the last CT movie came from. ”

“Give me a cover first, the class manager should call my grandfather later, you tell him I'm there, it's no big deal, I'll tell you when the CT problem and other things are over.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Well, here's the example.” The other side of the phone sighed, paused and added, "It's kind of like a parasite from the movie, but then I checked the relevant literature and didn't find the right number of boardworms, and the shape of the fourth ventricle, which is too strange. ”

“Remember my words and don't tell anyone about it.” Zhang Heng ordered.

After processing the leave, he can finally refocus his attention on Bai Qing and send a message to the other side.

- How's it going over there?

As a result, Bai Qing did not reply this time.

Although the situation was urgent, Zhang Heng circled the nearby mall with caution, dumped the tail that might have followed him, changed his clothes briefly, and then came out to the funeral home in a taxi.

In the car he finally received a message from Baiqing.

- Got it.

After that, Zhang Heng's phone did receive the car's driving trajectory. This is from the car tracker. From above, it can be seen that the other car is driving towards Chengdong. This is also consistent with Zhang Heng's previous investigation. He tracked the university student's red flying distance and finally found the location in Chengdong.

In addition to that, there is another signal from the micro tracker, which has the same trajectory of motion as the car.

So this time Bai Qing not only accomplished the task, but also overdid it.

- Wait for me.

Zhang Heng replied.

However, the school and funeral home are still a long way from home. It was 40 minutes after Zhang Heng arrived at the van, and the car on the map was not far from the previous parking lot. Paqing was obviously also anxious, and sent him several WeChats during that time to ask where he had been.

Zhang Heng's last reply

- It's already here.

When he received the message, Baiqing immediately opened the door, probed his head, the two people crossed the signal, Zhang Heng sat in the driver's seat, while Baiqing sat in the deputy driver's seat, wearing his seat belt on the side of the road, “I don't know how they did it, there was a slight malfunction over the freezer, they disguised themselves as maintenance personnel to handle it, and opened the cabinet. ”

“Did you see how they took what was in their heads? ”

“No." Bai Qing shook his head, "and they stood right in the way of the camera, but I recorded their faces.” She also sent Zhang Heng the clipped video as she spoke.

Zhang Heng looked into his eyes and found that there was a fat man and a thin man in the picture. In terms of appearance, they were just ordinary people. One person's legs seemed to be a little sick, and walking was a little limp.

“How did you put the tracker on them?” Zhang Heng asked.

“I used my strengths as a woman. ”

“Hmm?”

“What you're thinking, I mean, I can ask men for help, and in general, it's hard for men to refuse.” Baiqing explained, "I asked them to help me move two wreaths, and then I sent them a small jar of fructose to thank me, and the tracker was on the bottom floor of the sugar box. ”