48 Hours a Day

People react differently in the face of enormous external pressures.

Some cried out, bent her knees and begged for forgiveness, some fishes broke their nets for the last time, some Thai mountains crashed in front but did not change color... and now Baiqing feels like a prey caught in the web, she knows she needs to escape immediately, however, once the struggle begins, it will inevitably touch the spider silk underneath her, thus alarming the hunter on the other side of the spider silk.

And the most critical question is, she doesn't know who to trust, who else to trust.

A ramen shop waiter? Or the driver in the taxi driver's seat?

Whose side are they on? Is there enough power to save her?

Baiqing looked at Zhang Heng around his eyes.

The latter smiled at her. After coming out of the ramen shop, the two returned to the previous incessant pattern, and this time Zhang Heng did not let Bai Qing leave his field of view for half a step.

“Don't worry, it'll be here soon. ”

“Mmm.”

Baiqing barely pulled the corner of her mouth and responded, she could feel the hunter climbing along the spider silk, which also made her more and more disturbed. Baiqing did not know how long her disguise would last.

Taxi drivers complain about city traffic and rising house prices, but his voice falls so far in Bai Qing's ears, like bubbles coming from underwater, even though Bai Qing knows he should behave more intimately with Zhang Heng at this time and try to paralyze each other's vigilance.

But she couldn't do it, and her nerves had almost collapsed to the limit, except that the other person's brief gaze would scare her.

Baiqing slightly skewed his head and looked out the window of the car.

Only watching the river and the crowd could stabilize her mood a little bit.

As several red lights were encountered along the way, hosting arrived at the destination slightly later than expected.

The driver pulled over to the side of the road, and Paqing noticed that Zhang Heng did not scan the code with his phone, but handed over a $20 note, "Don't look. ”

Then he opened the door and took the lead.

Pak Qing followed him and immediately saw Zhang Heng's internet cafe.

It looks a little old-fashioned, with only half of the four words left in the advertising board Ronghua Internet Cafe, and a bunch of suspicious looking teenage girls squatting on the cement steps at the door.

He was supposed to be about the same age as Baiqing, but he wasn't in school, and the boys inside smoked and saw Baiqing's eyes lit up.

One of them raised his head and said, "Come on, brother, take you. ”

But when he finished, he saw a figure blocking his gaze, warning, "She's my girlfriend. ”

Zhang Heng said while holding up Baqing's hand. The teenager also threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stood up to say anything, but then a voice came from the Internet cafe, “Don't mess with me, Xiaofei! Otherwise you and your people won't be playing games for free on my side. ”

A teenager named Xiao Fei snorted down again.

Zhang Heng then brought Baiqing to the Internet cafe. The space on the first floor was not very large, and there were only 30 machines in total. Probably because it was still in the morning, there were only seven or eight players in it.

Boss, Zhang Heng's friend is a fat man weighing more than 200 kg. Sitting in front of the cash register, he also worked part-time as a cashier. Zhang Heng and Baqing walked in and nodded at the two of them, "The bakery is ready for you, Vip3. ”

“Thanks.” Zhang Heng nodded, preparing to go upstairs, suddenly listening to Bai Qingdao, “When I just came in, I saw that there seemed to be a seller of Yang Mei by the road. I wanted to eat Yang Mei, okay? ”

Zhang Heng glanced at Fat Boss, who said, "I have watermelons and bananas here. ”

“It's okay, I'll just go out and buy it.” Zhang Hengdao, probably because he has arrived at the internet cafe, I feel that Bai Qing can no longer escape, Zhang Hengdao's spirit is much more relaxed, and he is no longer as inseparable as before, to Bai Qingdao, “you go up first, I will come to you later. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Bai Qingdao.

“Just think of this place as your own home, make yourself at home.” The fat boss added.

Zhang Heng was like a gentle boyfriend. He kept seeing Baiqing walk up to the second floor before leaving the internet cafe.

Paqing stood in the corridor on the second floor, and while there was no one around, she quickly weighed the surrounding environment. Unfortunately, however, she also saw no possibility of escape. She also saw the camera on the other side of the corridor and did not dare to make more stops and walked into room vip3 with her head down.

Unlike the dirty corridor outside, the room is quite well furnished with two computer spaces and a small bed for those who brush the night to sleep, although there are some suspicious stains on the sheets.

Pai Qing looked around and finally could only pick up the glass ashtray on the computer desk. He grabbed it in his hand and then stood by the door. He put his body against the wall and waited for Zhang Heng to buy the plum.

This time was extraordinarily long for her.

And honestly, Bai Qing doesn't know how to escape from the internet cafe even if she can smash Zhang Heng. The fat boss below is obviously one of those things, or can she try to get help from the bad groups outside the door? It's just that Bai Qing doesn't know what he can do to impress those people.

Time just goes by, minute by second.

Finally, footsteps were heard again in the hallway outside the door, every sound like stepping on Bai Qing's heart.

And now she can only lay her heart flat, close her eyes, and raise the ashtray in her hand.

Someone outside knocked on two doors.

I saw that there was no response in the house, so I just reached out and pushed the door.

And when Baiqing on the other side bit her teeth and smashed the ashtray in her hand, but she was caught only one fist away from her hand.

Then the man walked straight into the house and took the door with him.

The power gap between the two is too wide to escape control no matter how hard Bai Qing struggles, and she just wanted to open her mouth and get her mouth covered.

“It's me.”

Paqing opened her eyes and looked at the face that made her feel scared. Her body trembled even more.

“Ask me that question.” Zhang Heng was somewhat helpless.

After confirming that Bai Qing nodded, Zhang Heng only slightly loosened his hand.

“Do you... do you like me?” Baiqing almost shook up and said that, his upper and lower teeth had been fighting.

“Sorry, I'm from another world.” Zhang Heng replied, putting his hands down after the conversation.

However, Baiqing was probably scared. Although he didn't use the ashtray to unload someone, his eyes were full of mistrust.

Zhang Heng pointed to the unused pocket in front of the cypress shirt, which reached in and touched out a coin-sized micro tracker.