48 Hours a Day

Although the guy who lives across the street promised Zhang Heng a meal, he was still full of security and kept a certain distance from Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng did not force each other, at least two people have now introduced each other's names, and made a simple introduction to themselves, which is quite an improvement.

Zhang Heng already knows that the guy around him is called Berricott, very young, only 17 years old this year, is travelling to New England. According to him, he is mainly looking at natural scenery, visiting monuments and, incidentally, studying family genealogy. He intended to travel directly from Newbury Potter by train to Arkham, but Newbury Potter's ticket clerk offered him a more affordable travel programme.

That is to take the bus around here, but Fabericott didn't expect the night bus to Arkham to be cancelled, so he had to stay here tonight.

Zhang Heng also learned during the conversation that Faberry Cot arrived much earlier than he did. He took the 10: 00 a.m. car from Newbury Potter. He had been wandering around here for half a day, so he should have gathered a lot of information, which may explain why he is now so anxious and vigilant.

This unlucky kid must have heard or seen something he shouldn't have heard or seen, but when Zhang Heng asked, he immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Zhang Heng knows that this is because the two people just met not long ago and trust has not yet arrived.

Moreover, although Zhang Heng could also detect the gloom and strangeness of the town, he did not feel too repressed and fearful. Instead, he was very disgusted and disturbed by the performance of Fabericott beside him. In his words, he did not want to stay here for a moment and wanted to have a pair of wings to fly away.

Two people walked out of the hostel.

Nearby buildings still look dirty, but they're pretty good in terms of how broken the whole town is, with grocery stores, pharmacies, fish wholesale markets, refinery offices and restaurants, and a river in the center that makes up the town centre.

But I don't know if it's time to get off work, or if it's time to prepare for the evening celebration, the vast majority of the shops are closed, and the restaurant is still open.

There were two people, a man and a woman, among them a man with a thin face and a camel on his back, his eyes looked very stubborn, and Zhang Heng stared at him for a while and found that he had not blinked. If the 173 of the SCP Foundation met him, he would probably only be able to hold his head and cry in the corner.

And the woman on the other side had a flat nose, dressed in a dirty clothing, rubbing the table around her waist, although there was a suspicion of walking away, but given her dignity, probably no man was willing to take advantage of the cheap.

In particular, Zhang Heng noticed that Fabericott around him was starting to get restless again. Neither of them had any obvious deformities, but they were on the verge of deformities. According to the old man's previous statements, as he grew older, they were likely to become older as well.

It can be seen that Fabericott would not want to walk into the restaurant if he had a choice, but eventually he chose the latter between starvation and visual contamination.

He tried not to look at the faces of the two and concentrated his eyes on the menu at the counter. Instead of disappointing, he relieved himself when he found that the food was mainly canned and ham.

Apparently, he had little faith in the people in town, so he had considerable scepticism about the food they provided, and a can of cookies and a bowl of vegetable soup was enough for him.

Then he moved away and asked Zhang Heng, “What are you eating? ”

The latter said, "I don't have any money, I'm not very hungry, just watch you eat. ”

“ ………… ”

Fabericott stood there for a moment and sighed, “Forget it, I'll ask you. ”

Zhang Heng was also polite. "Just give me one, too," he said to the man who was stunned. ”

When Fabricotte paid, the flat-nosed woman drilled into the back of the kitchen.

Zhang Hengya and Fabericott found a place to sit away from the counter.

After a while, the latter couldn't help but say, “You knocked on my door to find me for dinner, but you didn't have any money on you? ”

Zhang Heng mumbled and dragged his chin to measure the restaurant with interest. In preparation for the evening celebration, it was obviously also decorated here.

Fabericott frowned and was uncomfortable, "... do you think I'm the wrong man? ”

“I said I'm not really hungry, just eat yourself," Zhang Heng turned his head, "you insisted on inviting me. ”

“I... I'm just being polite. ”

“Now it's not too late for you to tell the chef to cancel my share. ”

“It's embarrassing... wait, you know I won't do that, that's why you said that, right? ”

“If you're ashamed, I can help you.” Zhang Heng said so while standing up.

“Are you bluffing? ”

Zhang Heng did not answer, smiled and turned to the back cook.

As he approached the door, Fabericott finally said, “Well, that's it. It's not much anyway. ”

But Zhang Heng did not stop, but really walked into the back chef.

At this time, Fabericott was somewhat embarrassed. After all, when he had been educated as a child that people would have difficulty, he could still help if he was able, and like he said, the meal didn't cost much anyway. Even for a young man who was swimming in poverty, he stood up from his seat and rushed into the back chef with him.

And the blind man sitting behind the counter looked at the two men like that without saying anything or stopping them.

The hygiene of the backchef is not as bad as Fabericott imagined. Although there is still that undisturbed smell of fish, and although the walls are full of mold, at least there are no rats and cockroaches. Zhang Heng is talking to the woman with the flat nose.

But then it was quickly interrupted by Fabericott, “No, no, no... don't listen to him, just prepare dinner as before. ”

However, the woman with the flat nose also reacted a little slowly, seemingly not hearing what he was saying, looking at Fabericott in confusion,

So Fabericott had to stick out two more fingers, "Two! Dinner's for two. ”

At that point, he noticed Zhang Heng, beside him, took off the chef's knife hanging from the wall and took two of them at once, hid them in his clothes and made a silent gesture against him.

Fabericott's eyeballs were about to fall off, and he immediately realized that someone sneaked in and the cook wasn't gambling with him, but to steal a knife, which certainly wasn't worth promoting, but Fabericott hesitated, but didn't make a sound, his heart beat quickly, so he followed Zhang Heng out of the back cook.