48 Hours a Day

"Really, when?" Song Jia asked in surprise.

"It's been a while."

"I thought you just learned about it, so I'm afraid I will wonder if you are the mysterious baby of unknown origin in the city under the ice." Songjia wanted to tell a joke to relax the atmosphere, but it seemed unsuccessful.

So she ate a slice of apple and asked, "Then do you know who your biological parents are?"

"I don't know yet."

"It doesn't matter, with your ability, I must be able to investigate it soon." Song Jia said.

Zhang Heng was noncommittal and poured himself another glass of wine. He had already drunk two bottles of spirits, and the remaining bottle was almost finished with Miss Guide. A rare touch of drunkenness appeared on his face, "I have been looking for …His origin, because I think people only know where they came from before they know where they should go in the future."

"Sounds very philosophical." Song Jia shrugged.

"But now, I don't know if I really want to know the final answer." Zhang Heng drank the whiskey in his hand.

"I can understand that your current family must be very happy. Your adoptive parents treat you very well. You have a warm living environment and don’t want to lose all of this, but it’s okay. You can find your biological parents first. If... I mean, if you don’t like them, you can tell them nothing, just walk past their door, as if nothing happened, turn around and continue living your life."

"It's not that simple." Zhang Heng shook his head.

"Well, you are right. After breaking up with my first love, I told myself countless times that this matter has passed. I should have never been this person before, or he has been killed by a car, but it turns out, I still think of the days I spent with him before." Songjia sighed, waved to the bartender again, and added a cocktail, "You just can't betray the past, right?"

"Ok."

"So, are you thinking about giving up halfway?" Song Jia propped his chin with his hand and looked at Zhang Heng opposite.

"No, I don't think I have too many choices on this question. My past has come to my door. I need to find the answer before everything becomes too late, whether I like the answer or not." Zhang Heng said lightly. .

"It sounds like it’s not easy for you to pass this time." Song Jiadao took a new glass of cocktail from the bartender, and learned Zhang Heng finished it in one breath, then put down the glass and continued, "But Leave these things to worry about tomorrow, eh... I know a place that is more interesting than this, but that place is only open to young people on the island. Tourists like you can’t find it even if you open Google Maps, honestly He said that I shouldn't take you there, but what about him, anyway, we all drank too much tonight, how about it, are you interested?"

Song Jia looked mysterious, but Zhang Heng said, "You have drunk a lot tonight, you should go home to rest."

"No, I saw more dead people today than I saw more than twenty years ago combined. Coupled with the terrifying story I heard, I don’t want to go back to the empty room alone, no matter you Whether it’s coming or not, I’m definitely going anyway.”

After that, she rubbed her face, stood up from her seat staggered, and was about to go outside the bar, but the next moment, her leg seemed to stumble into something. Fortunately, she reached out and supported the table in time and didn’t fall. Fell to the ground.

Seeing her now, Zhang Heng couldn't let her wander around by herself, so he could only take out a banknote with a face value of 500 kronor and put it on the table, and then chased it up.

"Are you really going? We both drank and couldn't drive."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the place is very close to here. You can walk there. Let's put the car here." Song Jia looked at Zhang Heng behind him, "Did anyone tell you that you are really a very strange enemy? You can kill more than 30 people without blinking your eyes, but you don't want to drive after drinking? Why, are you worried about being caught by the traffic police?"

"Although the law is not perfect, its existence has its meaning. It can help you and others avoid a lot of dangers. I have no intention of challenging the law. I don't mind breaking it a bit if necessary. In the final analysis, I'm just measuring the risks brought by various choices and selecting the option with the least risk." Zhang Hengdao.

Songjia tilted her head and thought for a while, "Although I didn't understand it too well, it feels pretty cool, so you should be suitable for where we are going next, because there are many cool people like you, well, although You are not the same in terms of coolness, but your attitude towards the law is quite similar."

"Where are you going?" Zhang Heng frowned upon hearing this.

"Relax, they are all very good people. There is no danger in that place. Otherwise, I won't be able to pass when I get drunk like this." Songjia waved his hand. "It's just a secret base built by a group of nerd geeks. It's against the law, but it's all on the Internet. One of them's father manages the wharf, and the other has an adventure equipment shop at home. If you want to go to the north, you can use them to find ships, purchase supplies, and prices. Only the outside half."

Songjia paused and then continued, "I can only help you here. I won't go on an expedition with you. After all, I don't want to see the dead body or hear any strange horror stories anymore."

"That's great. I will pay the guide's employment fees as usual until the day I leave Greenland." Zhang Heng said.

"Then I wish you good luck." Songjia did not decline.

The two walked all the way down the path at the back of the bar. About five minutes later, they arrived in front of a villa. Although the villa was also close to the sea, it was still a bit away from other nearby buildings. The courtyard wall was made of bricks. The height is about two meters, so that people outside cannot see the scene inside, which is quite mysterious.

In addition, Zhang Heng also noticed the two cameras on the outer wall. One of them seems to have a motion sensing function, but the gimmick is bigger than the actual effect, because just now, a few seagulls flew by and were chased by the camera. After shooting for a long time, I might be even more busy during the day.

Songjia stepped up, the sports camera also gave up the seagull that had flown away, and turned to Songjia again. After a while, a cramped voice came from the speaker, "Crypt."

"Millennium Falcon? Or Chubaka?"

"No, this week's code is Enterprise, from "Star Trek" not Star Wars."

"It doesn't make any difference anyway. Haven't you already seen me? Open the door, I also brought a guest." Song Jia said impatiently.