The nearest station to No. 102 is located on the east side of the school, about 700 meters away. Nearby is an old commercial street called Shanghai Market, but it has nothing to do with Shanghai, just like the standard Qili River all over the country.
There are still quite a lot of people in the Shanghai market on Friday, and Zhang Hengxuan met here because it is convenient to mix in the crowd, and it is not easy to be seen by acquaintances.
He arrived at the agreed place first, and bought three cups of milk tea from the milk tea shop next door while he still had some time.
"Do you have a date?" A voice sounded from behind him.
"So you don't have holidays for these things?" Zhang Heng took the receipt and sighed.
He knew who was standing behind him, just like the last time in the corridor, this time the other party was waiting for him outside the school early and followed behind him, but since the other party didn't take the initiative to speak, Zhang Heng didn't bother him.
Both parties will see who can hold their breath more.
"A cup of plain milk tea, less sugar, no ice, thank you." The college student took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code with a smile, paused and said, "No way, no matter how any social system wants to keep running, someone must be diligent."
"That's the truth."
"Not to mention we're in a bit of trouble right now."
"What's the trouble, tell me?" Zhang Heng moved aside to make room for a young couple.
The college student also came to the other side with him, waiting for his milk tea to be ready.
"I thought we had reached a consensus in the corridor that night, each of us should take care of our own affairs, and keep the water in the water." The university student said, "Peace, isn't that what you humans have been preaching all along?"
"And then, give you enough time to prepare to deal with me?" Zhang Heng asked back.
"It depends on your attitude." The college student said in an ambiguous tone.
Zhang Heng raised his chin at the college student, "What about the original owner of your body? Did he not have a good attitude before? What happened in the end? Did you kill him? Imprison him, or find a way to control his brain? "
The college student showed his trademark smile again, "He, he has a good attitude, but it's a pity that he is not honest. He should be glad that he still has a mental patient. After all, life is so stressful these days, and everyone is under pressure. Complaining that the work is too hard, it is the dream of many people to be a dead house that stays at home and plays games with confidence, but he does not cherish it. He went to the river beach alone at night and secretly took things that did not belong to him, so We just have to get that thing back."
Hearing this, Zhang Heng looked at the college student, and about three seconds later, the lady at the milk tea shop said, "No. 147, who is No. 147, the three packed cups of milk tea are ready."
Zhang Heng handed over the ticket collection number, took the milk tea, and then looked back at the college student, "Let me guess, the reason why you killed those three children was to find something? And you haven't found that thing yet." .”
The face of the college student changed slightly.
"Don't be too surprised. If you have already got the item as you said, you won't be staring at me so closely, and you have to come out to work overtime." Zhang Heng said, "Next time Better to spend a little more time crafting a more believable narrative before bluffing."
The college student put away the smile on his face and said expressionlessly, "I can only say that what happened in the parking lot before was just a warning. If you don't stop, it won't be so simple next time."
"It's better to be like what you said, otherwise this game will be too boring." Zhang Hengdao, glanced at the direction of the milk tea shop, and reminded, "Your milk tea is ready, and I will also give you a free piece of advice Well, if you want to pretend to be a human, you have to learn to look a little bit more like it. Milk tea without pearls has no soul.
After speaking, Zhang Heng walked towards the No. 102 station with the milk tea in his hand, where Bai Qing and Chi Jia had already arrived, looking for him among the crowd, Zhang Heng waved to them. He walked over and handed over the milk tea he just bought.
The college student did not follow, but stopped at the entrance of the milk tea shop, got his own milk tea, inserted the straw into it, took a couple of sips, then frowned, and said to the young lady in the milk tea shop, "Add some pearls for me."
"Ah, I'm sorry, sir, I can't add more to what has been sealed."
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"It's very considerate," Chi Jia said, "But I remember that you can't bring drinks to the concert."
"I drank it before. Isn't there still an hour and a half before leaving the venue?" Zhang Heng said.
"Then I won't be polite." Chi Jia picked out a strawberry flavored glass.
Zhang Heng handed the chocolate to Bai Qing. He brought him a cup of milk tea before, and he knew Bai Qing's favorite taste. At the same time, he also received Qin Zhen's WeChat. Zhang Heng read the WeChat channel, "My friend has We're here, let's go too, we can get something to eat when we get there early."
"Okay." Chi Jia didn't know Zhang Heng very well before, but this girl has a relatively outgoing personality, and she won't be stage fright even when talking to strangers. Talking, it was Bai Qing, who was at the same table with Zhang Heng, and usually talked a lot, but tonight seemed a little silent for some reason.
In order to save time, the three decided to go a little further and take a taxi.
When getting in the car, Zhang Heng looked at the milk tea shop again, and found that the college student was still standing there. He seemed to have spent money to buy another cup of milk tea with pearls.
Chi Jia followed his gaze, "Why, do you know anyone?"
Hearing this, Bai Qing also became nervous.
"No, it's just that someone looks like my former neighbor."
After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he opened the car door, got on the co-pilot, and said to the driver, "Go to the old gymnasium, master."
"Okay." The taxi driver punched his meter, shifted gears skillfully and refueled.
As the car accelerated, the college students and the milk tea shop were finally completely lost in the rearview mirror.
The traffic outside the old gymnasium was extremely congested tonight. There were taxis and private cars everywhere, and there were buses honking impatiently behind them. Zhang Heng and the three had to get off the bus 200 meters earlier and walked over.
Along the way, there were fans who were going to watch the concert. At the same time, scalpers asked the three of them if they had tickets and would they like to sell the tickets in their hands. In addition, there were some business-minded vendors squatting around the stadium and selling some celebrity merchandise. Noisy gathering of support groups.
The square outside the stadium was almost flooded with crowds.
Qin Zhen was the first to arrive, so he naturally assumed the role of the vanguard. After buying the fluorescent sticks, he went to the Burger King next door to buy dinner. The queue there had already lined up outside the store. When you arrive at the meal, and what you eat can only follow the fate, and see what is left in the store.