48 Hours a Day

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Zhang Heng carried the little boy to the end of the alley.

“The trash can has a folding ladder inside, you can put it on the wall, you go up first, then pull me later.” The little boy said.

“Perhaps there is an easier way.”

Zhang Heng took off his coat and tied the boy tightly on his chest, then stepped on the trash can directly, jumped on the wall, and turned to the other side before the police arrived.

“… right hand, the monitor there was destroyed by me in the first 2 days.” The little boy paused and continued to direct the direction.

Zhang Heng did not talk nonsense, and ran directly to the path by the right hand.

“Turn left and pay attention to the camera next door. It can be avoided against the wall.”

The little boy seems to be very familiar with an area nearby, and he has planned an escape route that will not be taken from countless surveillance cameras.

Ten minutes later, the two people had moved away from the previous incident, and there was no siren sound behind them.

“Hey, you can put me down.” The little boy frowns saying.

The current posture of 2 people is a bit ambiguous. The upper body is stuck together. In order not to fall, the little boy had to clamp Zhang Heng’s waist with his legs. In addition, he still had to tilt his head to observe the route, causing her to now have neck and thigh It’s all sore.

Back on the ground, she moved her neck and looked at Zhang Heng.

“I didn’t have time to ask, who are you, why should you save me?”

“The personality has not changed for so many years. In this case, you should say thank you first.” Zhang Heng said.

“It ’s not too late to know your purpose, maybe you are the person in the Black Nest, just like the police before, they pretended to be a couple and arrested me, you pretended to be a kind-hearted person who helped you This method is close to me. Who knows if you have any intentions? Also, do n’t talk to me in that tone, it makes us familiar. “

The little boy wanted to tidy up his hair, but her hands were handcuffed behind her.

Although her mouth is as hard as ever, Zhang Heng still got a lot of information from her words. This parallel copy is different from the past. It is no longer the past but about the “future”. The little boy looks like and The first time he met, the so-called “future” has a high probability of being based on past performances without player activity.

“You are part of the 01 guerrillas, right?”

“This is obvious, now we are the only ones in the city who are still fighting CTOS.”

“Did you hit the camera with stones?”

“………”

“Are you guys laughing at us?”

“No, I admire you very much. Are they with Philip and Valdo? Are you also with magicians and semi-prime numbers?”

Hearing these names, the little boy expression changed, “Are you really looking for fault?”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t you usually read the news? It’s really a waste of money for Black Nest to ask you to be an undercover.”

“Hah, are you still on the news, okay … It seems that I urgently need to make up for what happened in the next few years.” Zhang Heng said, “How about we make a deal?”

“What transaction?”

“I’ll help you open the handcuffs on your hands. You answer a few questions. If you feel too sensitive, you can leave it alone.”

“Oh, I can open the handcuffs without your help.” The little boy snorted.

Zhang Heng hadn’t spoken yet. A passerby passed by and saw the little boy and the handcuffs on her hand, with a suspicious look on her face.

“Look, haven’t you seen a good one?” Zhang Heng lifted the little boy against the wall with one hand, and the other unzipped her sportswear.

“Shameless!” The passer-by whispered and left in a hurry.

“You see, it’s not just a problem with the camera right now. You can’t walk a few steps.” Zhang Heng re-zipped the zipper of the sportswear.

The little boy’s face changed, and after a while, he said, “Can you really open my handcuffs?”

Zhang Heng looked at the type of handcuffs, “Of course, do you have a wallet?”

“In my right pocket.”

What makes Zhang Heng a little surprised is that the little boy does not have a credit card in his wallet, and all is cash.

“They can know where you went, what you bought, and even compare other people’s credit card records based on your credit card consumption records, and find out who you saw. Only banknotes are the safest. of.”

“You’re right.” Zhang Heng folded a brand-new euro into a thin strip of paper, inserted it into the slot, and then reversed the handcuffs. The next moment handcuffs were separated with the euro.

“Who are you, murderer, thief, gang member?”

“It’s just a little trick learned from watching videos online.”

“Aren’t you afraid of being watched by them when browsing such videos?”

“I don’t live here.”

“Yeah, that’s your luck.” The little boy took off his handcuffs and moved his wrist before looking at Zhang Heng. She stared at the latter for a long time, as if to see from someone’s face What came, said half a minute later, “Come with me.”

“Where to go?”

“My place, a little safer there.”

Zhang Heng came to her apartment with the little boy. It was an old house with mottled walls. When you looked up, you could see the mildew on the ceiling. There was no elevator. The door was the most common mechanical lock. Get out the key and open the door.

This is a small apartment with one bedroom and one living room. However, unlike the old and dilapidated staircase, the house is tidy and tidy. Although the area is not large, the layout is very warm, and there is a British short nest on the sofa. Listen He didn’t look up until the door opened.

“The first thing,” the little boy opened the door of the microwave oven, “put in all the smart devices that can be connected to the body.”

“I don’t have a smart device.” Zhang Heng said.

“you are lying.”

“You can search if you don’t believe it.”

The little boy frowned, but not at all therefore believed in someone, but really touched him around to confirm that he was not lying, before saying, “Sit free.”

There is only one sofa in the living room, and has been sworn in by British Short. Zhang Heng wisely did not infringe the territories of the bitter beast and sat down on the stool next to the dining table.

“What do you want to drink?”

“Cafe.”

“No.”

“What about tea?”

“nor.”

“Then Baishui.”

“it is good.”

After 3 minutes, the little boy warmed up the milk, poured a glass for himself and Zhang Heng, then picked up the lazily short on the sofa and sat down opposite Zhang Heng, “What do you want to know?”

“Where is Edward?”

“Did you even know the name?” The little boy’s face showed a sense of vigilance. “He also said that he was not from Black Nest.”