I Have 48 Hours a Day

(The female lead ’s name will not appear until the next chapter. I must give priority to logic and storytelling. This is my best effort.)

"I remember when I was a kid, when I was here in the village in the city," you always look unhappy (# `O ') pointing to the village of Yangjing not far away, and the two of them followed Starbucks and followed Guangli Road went straight to Guangzhou Avenue.

This is one of the busiest arterial roads in Huacheng, and it is also the place where traffic jams are most serious in the morning and evening. The LEGO drivers on the road screamed impatiently while squirming forward at the speed of a wheelchair.

When the traffic light in front of them turned green, the traffic stopped, and the two passed under the interchange and came to the other side of the road.

"At that time, I was probably in elementary school. It felt like it was messy. There were self-built houses everywhere. They were close together like a grid. Alleys were like a maze. There were messy wires on top of them. When drying clothes, watch out for the bikes next to you when you pass below. They will always bring the mud up and splash it on your trouser legs. "

"Do you live inside?"

"For a while, our family rented a house here, but it started to be demolished here seven or eight years ago, and we also moved away. I'm not a native of Cantonese. My dad and my mother came when they were young I work here. "

Now that there have been newly built relocation houses and office buildings, Zhang Heng probably made a visual inspection. The height of each building is more than 30 to 40 stories. There are also some aunts sitting beside the street with rented houses at their feet. Brand, while chatting and basking in the sun, waiting for the tenant to make an inquiry.

You are always unhappy (# `O ′) squatting, scratching the jaw of a wild cat with the palm of a pair of pliers, the expression of enjoyment on the face of the latter, shaking his tail, He works in the restaurant on the second floor of the office building. He gets off work at 11:30 in the evening. He is a very good person. If you see him, he will know. He used to have a smile on his face, especially in the final exam. Whenever he does, he will make me his own celebration noodles. "

"Are you waiting for him?"

"No," you always look unhappy (# `O ′) take a deep breath and stand up," It's not early and my stomach is hungry. My mother should be preparing dinner now, just right You can go for a big meal, but before that, there is one more thing to do. "

"whats the matter?"

"Kill me." You always look unhappy (# `O ') and blink at Zhang Heng.

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A high school girl was carrying a schoolbag under a billboard for treating male infertility. She was holding an English book while walking, clutching English words every minute. She did not notice the two figures behind her.

When Zhang Heng pretended to pass by in front of her, she glanced and found that her appearance was almost the same as that of a guy beside her, but her eyebrows looked greener and she did not have the cynical temperament later on.

"Are you sure you want to kill yourself?" Zhang Heng turned to look at someone.

The latter shrugged, "I ca n’t go home without killing her. After all, my mother is just an ordinary person. Even if she is now a Lego building block, she ca n’t accept her daughter to be divided into two, and one of me It's enough to worry her. The two of me are totally disasters ... There are too many people to start here, and she will pass by a small place. We can start there, and there are zombie cars that have not been driven for a long time After she was killed, you could just put the body in the trunk. Do n’t worry about the police, the world will be destroyed after three days. ”

The two walked for a while with the ignorant girl, and sure enough, they came to a place with few traffic, plus it was night, the lights were dim, and it was indeed an excellent crime scene like Conan's small theater.

Zhang Heng tried to buckle a piece of 1 * 1 blue part from the teeth of the road and wave it twice in his hand. There was also a series of numbers 300523 on it, which is the code that every Lego brick will have.

"Are you or me?"

"Come on ... didn't my previous pranks make you very hot, so I gave you a chance to get revenge, and directly directed me, I hope you can enjoy some happiness from it."

"........."

Zhang Heng didn't say anything anymore, carrying the blue part to the lonely Xueba girl in front.

However, he was not very accustomed to acting in the Lego state. The sound of footsteps caused the idea of ​​the girl in front, who was trying to recognize the English language on the book in the dim light, raised his head, and looked subconsciously behind him.

——The result was to meet her with 1 * 1 blue parts.

"His ~" You always look unhappy (# `O ′) and take a cool breath," It hurts !!! "

"Are you sharing pain?" Zhang Heng frowned.

"No, I just help you with some sound effects, hoping to increase your immersion."

Zhang Heng was silent, "Go and open the trunk."

"Observe, Mr. Killer."

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Zhang Heng has no experience in murdering Lego female high school students. He looked at the Xueba girl who had already shown (o﹃o) expression in the trunk. He asked someone, "Is she ... is this dead?"

"It's hard to say, why don't you give her two more knives?"

"Forget it, that's it." Zhang Henghe put on the compartment lid. "Now?"

"We're not far away from my house. By that time you would say it's my classmate, but you look a bit mature."

You always look unhappy (# `O ′) and pick up the high school version of the schoolbag you dropped on the ground ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Pass it to Zhang Heng," Have this stuff on your back, and another hair It's better to deal with it. You can mess up a bit. Learning tasks are so tight. How can everyone have time to live so delicately. "

Ten minutes later, the two arrived in front of a somewhat dilapidated tube house. There was no elevator installed, so they could only climb to the sixth floor with their bare hands. They passed through a flying white sheet and a few shirts. The humble door.

You are always unhappy (# `O ′), you are talking all the way, but at this moment you are suddenly silent, looking at the brick wall in front of you, Zhang Heng sees that she should be very hopeful Back here, but for some reason it seems very scared to return here, so she would go to drink coffee after leaving the train station, and then return to the place where she lived when she was a child, standing in the restaurant where his father worked She didn't go in, even afterwards she kept telling cold jokes all the way to hide the tension in her heart.

After a while, she reached out her pliers a little hesitantly and knocked twice on the door.

"Who?" A voice of a middle-aged woman came from inside.

"It's me, mom." 8)