"Really? When?" Song Jia was surprised.
"It's been a while."
"I thought you just found out about it. I'm afraid I'm going to suspect that you are the mysterious baby from the city under the ice." Song Jia wanted to tell a joke to lighten the mood, but it didn't seem to work.
So she ate a piece of apple and asked again, "Do you know who your biological parents are?"
"I don't know yet."
"It doesn't matter. With your ability, I'm sure you'll find out soon," Song Jia said.
Zhang Heng didn't comment and poured himself another glass of whiskey. He had already drunk two bottles of spirits, and the remaining bottle was about to be shared with the guide. There was a rare hint of drunkenness on his face. "I have been looking for … my origin because I believe that only when people figure out where they come from can they know where they should go in the future."
"It 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.
Your current family must be very happy. Your adoptive parents treat you very well, and you have a warm living environment. You don't want to lose all of this, but it doesn't matter. You can find your biological parents first. If … I mean, if you don't like them, you don't have to tell them anything. You can just walk past their door and pretend that nothing happened. You can turn around and continue living your life. "
"It's not that simple." Zhang Heng shook his head.
"Well, you're right. After I broke up with my first love, I told myself countless times that it was all in the past. I should pretend that there was no such person, or that he had been killed by a car. But it turns out that I still think of the days when I was with him." Song Jia sighed, waved to the bartender, and ordered another cocktail. "People just can't betray their past, can they?"
"Yeah."
"So, are you considering giving up halfway now?" Song Jia rested her chin on her hand and looked at Zhang Heng opposite her.
"No, I don't think I have much of a choice when it comes to this question. My past has come knocking on my door. I need to find the answer before it's too late, whether I like the answer or not," Zhang Heng said calmly.
"It sounds like you haven't had an easy time during this period." Song Jiadao took a new cocktail from the bartender and downed it in one gulp. He then put down the glass and said, "But let's leave these things for tomorrow. Hmm … I know a place that is more interesting than this place, but that place is only open to the young people on the island. Tourists like you won't be able to find it even if you open up Google Maps. To be honest, I shouldn't bring you there. But who cares? We've drunk too much tonight. How about it? Are you interested?"
Song Jia had a mysterious look, but Zhang Heng said, "You drank a lot tonight. You should go home and get some rest.
"No, I've seen more dead people today than I've seen in the past 20 years combined. Plus, I've heard that horrifying story. I don't want to go back to an empty room alone. Whether you come or not, I'm definitely going."
After saying that, she rubbed her face and stood up shakily from her seat. She was about to walk out of the bar, but the next moment, her leg seemed to trip over something. Fortunately, she reached out to hold the table in time, so she didn't fall to the ground.
Seeing her like this, Zhang Heng couldn't leave her alone. He took out a 500 kronor note, put it on the table, and chased after her.
"Do you really want to go? Both of us are drunk. We can't drive."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, that place is very close to here. We can walk there. Just leave the car here," Song Jia looked at Zhang Heng behind her. "Has anyone told you that you are a very strange enemy? You can kill more than thirty people without blinking an eye, 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, it exists for a reason. It can help you and others avoid many dangers. I have no intention of challenging the law, but if necessary, I don't mind breaking it a little. At the end of the day, I'm just weighing the risks of various choices and choosing the one with the least risk," Zhang Heng said.
Song Jia tilted her head and thought for a while. "Although I don't quite understand, it sounds pretty cool. So, you should be a good fit for the place we are going next. There are many people as cool as you there. Well, although you guys are not the same in terms of coolness, your attitude towards the law is quite similar."
"Where are you going?" Zhang Heng frowned when he heard what she said.
"Relax, they are all very nice people. There is no danger in that place. Otherwise, I wouldn't go there even though I'm drunk," Song Jia waved her hand. "It's just a secret base built by a group of nerds and geeks. They occasionally break the law, but it's all on the Internet. One of them's father manages the dock, and another guy's family owns an adventure equipment store. If you want to go north, you can find a boat and purchase supplies through them. And the price is only half of what you would pay outside."
Song Jia paused and continued, "I can only help you this much. I won't go on an adventure with you. After all, I don't want to see any more corpses or hear any bizarre horror stories."
"That's great. I will pay the guide's employment fee as usual until the day I leave Greenland," Zhang Heng said.
"Then I wish you good luck." Song Jia did not refuse anymore.
The two walked down the path behind the bar, and about five minutes later, they arrived in front of a villa. Although this villa was also near the sea, it was still a little far from the other buildings nearby. The courtyard wall was made of bricks, and it was about two meters high. This way, people outside couldn't see what was inside, and it looked quite mysterious.
Other than that, Zhang Heng also noticed two cameras above the outer wall. One of them seemed to have a motion sensor function, but it was more of a gimmick than a practical use. Just now, a few seagulls flew by, and the camera chased after them for a while. Zhang Heng guessed that the camera would be very busy during the day.
Song Jia walked up to the camera, and the motion camera gave up on the seagulls that had flown far away and turned to face Song Jia. After a while, a voice that sounded a little nervous came from the speaker. "Secret code."
"Millennium Falcon? Or Chewbacca? "
"No, this week's secret code is the Enterprise. It's from Star Trek, not Star Wars."
"Anyway, it doesn't make any difference. Didn't you already see me? Open the door. I brought a guest," Song Jia said impatiently.
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