The place that Song Jia booked for Zhang Heng was not far from Dr. Baker's clinic. It was called the Eagle View Hotel, also located along the coastline. It only took six to seven minutes to get there by car.
The hotel was famous for its excellent location and view, and it was very popular with tourists. Choosing to stay here, one could see the ice sheet in the distance in the morning and the aurora at night. However, Zhang Heng didn't come at the right time. The day was still long, and the possibility of seeing the aurora was low.
After checking in, Song Jia drove Zhang Heng to his room.
Hotels in Greenland were different from other places. Because of the sparse population, the land was not very valuable. Hence, there were only a few high-rise buildings in the city. Rather than calling them guest rooms, they were more like small houses, separated by a certain distance from each other. Like the houses in town, they were brightly colored, but there was a hotel sign on the outer wall.
During dinner, Zhang Heng had made it clear that he did not want to talk about Dr. Baker. Besides, he was not very interested in Greenland's culture and scenery. So, even Song Jia, who had always been enthusiastic and lively, did not know what to say. Seeing that they had finally arrived at their destination, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then we will see each other tomorrow. By the way, what time do you usually get up in the morning? I will pick you up then, "Song Jia asked as she stepped on the brakes.
However, she did not expect Zhang Heng to look at his watch and say, "Well, it's still early now. Why don't you come in and have a drink? We can talk about the itinerary later."
Song Jia hesitated when she heard what Zhang Heng said. It was not her first time being a tour guide, and many boys had pursued her when she was in school. Of course, she knew what men meant when they said that. Subconsciously, she wanted to refuse, but she saw Zhang Heng making a very subtle gesture. Song Jia's expression changed slightly, and she changed her mind. "I won't stay here for too long, and I hope you won't stop me when I leave."
"Of course, I just arrived in Greenland, and I haven't explored much. I don't plan to stay in the police station for the rest of my time," Zhang Heng said.
So, Song Jia put the off-road vehicle into P gear, turned off the engine, and followed Zhang Heng into his house.
The guest room at Eagle View was not luxurious, and the decoration was more cozy. There was a spacious living room with a carpet on the wooden floor. There was also a sofa, dining table, TV, and other common furniture. The master bedroom and bathroom were also very large, and there was a kitchen where one could buy their own ingredients to cook. The cost of a night's stay was about 1,000 yuan.
Although Song Jia followed Zhang Heng into the living room, she did not find a place to sit down. On the contrary, she kept a certain distance from Zhang Heng, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and said warily, "Okay, I have come in as you said. If you have anything to say … hmm."
Song Jia didn't expect someone to be so fast. She didn't even see how Zhang Heng moved, and the next moment, the latter's body appeared in front of her. Song Jia opened her mouth to scream, but before she could make a sound, Zhang Heng's hand was already on her mouth.
"It's nothing. I just didn't get to drink to my heart's content at the bar, so I wanted to have another drink with you."
As Zhang Heng spoke, he grabbed Song Jia's arms with his other hand to prevent her from struggling.
Song Jia felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar. She did not expect Zhang Heng to be so bold. In broad daylight, and in a completely unfamiliar place, he dared to do such a thing. Did he really plan to stay in the police station for the rest of his life?
After Zhang Heng subdued Song Jia, he immediately put his mouth next to the latter's ear and whispered, "Cooperate with me. We are being monitored now."
Song Jia's eyes showed a touch of doubt, but when Zhang Heng let go of her hand, she did not scream immediately. After that, she saw Zhang Heng put his hand into her purse and took out a fingernail-sized plastic sheet from the interlayer.
"When …" Song Jia asked subconsciously.
"Now." Zhang Heng interrupted Song Jia, then walked to the refrigerator and took out two bottles of beer. When he handed the beer to Song Jia, he quickly whispered in her ear, "Earlier in the bar, when you went to pay the bill, two people on your right suddenly got into an argument. It was a man and a woman, and they looked like a couple. The man got up and was about to leave, and the woman splashed the beer on his face. Your attention was attracted by them, and this is when someone put this thing in your purse."
Song Jia's eyes widened, looking incredulous. She did not expect that this kind of plot that only appeared in movies would happen to her. This time, she finally caught up with Zhang Heng's rhythm. After a pause, she said, "I don't think it's appropriate. I have to drive back later."
"It's okay. Just one drink. It won't delay anything," Zhang Heng said.
…..
About twenty meters away from Zhang Heng's house, a white van followed Song Jia's off-road vehicle and stopped on the side of the road. Three young people were sitting in the car. If Zhang Heng were here, he would have noticed that these three people were the ones he met at the bar earlier. One of them was a couple, and the other was the man who sat on Song Jia's left when she paid the bill.
At this moment, the man in the blue windbreaker was fiddling with some equipment, and Zhang Heng and Song Jia's voices came from the device.
"What are they talking about?"
Another young boy with a sturdy body and rosy cheeks asked.
"I don't know, but what else could it be? Isn't it just men's business?" A girl with a ponytail sitting in the passenger seat next to her sneered.
The three people in the car all looked like typical Inuit, with yellow skin, wide noses, and black hair. They looked a bit like Mongolians. The girl also had a bracelet on her hand, made of fish bones with strange patterns engraved on it. It looked like a deep-sea behemoth.
And just as she said this, the man in the blue windbreaker showed a touch of joy on his face. "It's done. I contacted Professor Peterson, and he said that these two people are speaking Chinese. He just found a student from the Chinese department to help us translate."
"That's great. Let him come and listen," the strong boy said.
"Ole, has your soul been stolen by that girl called Song Jia?" The girl snorted, "I advise you to give up. That woman doesn't look like she's going to be easy to deal with. With your little tricks, she can play you like a fool."
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