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Chapter 29

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They were picked up by police cars and taken back to the city. However, the police force was limited, and for a small case like this that didn't cause any negative impact, the police would usually just warn nearby tourists. Unless a similar incident happened again, they wouldn't invest manpower into the investigation.

This couldn't be helped. Basically, every police officer had a lot of cases on their hands, and prioritizing was a basic skill for every police officer.

Camping was naturally out of the question. When everyone returned to school, it was almost twelve o 'clock. After saying goodbye to each other, they returned to their respective dorms.

Chen Huadong was lucky. With his heroic performance in the face of the young man, he managed to get Chen Jing's phone number. With him taking the lead, everyone exchanged contact information.

Before he could even sit down in his dorm, the two had already hooked up. Shen Xixi sent Zhang Heng a WeChat message, mainly reminding him to be careful for the time being.

Zhang Heng thought about it and politely replied, "Thank you."

As soon as he sent the message, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. After more than a month, Zhang Heng was no longer unfamiliar with this situation.

He set the alarm on his phone for seven hours, climbed into bed, and slept.

When he opened his eyes again, it was still dark outside. Zhang Heng turned off the alarm, got up, made himself a bag of cereal, and walked downstairs with a cup of coffee.

This time, the dormitory manager took action earlier. She had already locked the door at 12 o 'clock.

Zhang Heng walked into the duty room, took out the key, and opened the door.

He first went to Wumart, grabbed a pineapple bun from the shelf, and put the change at the cashier. In fact, Zhang Heng hadn't done something like this for a long time. Ever since the rumor of 12 o 'clock scared an auntie so much that she went home to hug her grandson, he changed to buying and storing food before going to bed.

But this time, it was an accident. If Chen Cheng hadn't disturbed him, he would still be camping outside. Zhang Heng finished the pineapple bun with the cereal, casually left the cup on the shelf of the supermarket, and then walked to the 24-hour gym. By then, his stomach was almost digested.

He started training with the water-resistant rowing machine, and three hours passed quickly. After that, Zhang Heng took a shower and went to the rock-climbing club … Finally, he started his daily stroll around the city with a light bike.

When he passed by a small hotel, the red BMW in front of the door attracted his attention. He stopped the bike, looked at the license plate, and finally confirmed that it was indeed Cheng Cheng's car.

To be honest, Zhang Heng didn't take this rich kid too seriously. Just like he told Shen Xixi, he didn't join any clubs or participate in any group activities. He had almost no contact with the people from the student union. It would be quite difficult for Cheng Cheng to deal with him.

Although the latter usually had a lot of girls around him in school, no one was an idiot. Everyone was there for the money, and they were willing to be his accomplices in deceiving innocent girls. But if they were to lose their graduation certificates or even break the law for him, then sorry, no one would be willing to accompany them.

As for the young man outside of school, strictly speaking, he wasn't a gangster. After Shen Xixi's reminder, Zhang Heng realized that he was more like a second-generation rich kid who had nothing better to do than Cheng Cheng. This time, he was purely helping a friend. But sometimes, these people were more troublesome than gangsters. They would do anything just to save face.

Since he happened to run into him, Zhang Heng thought it would be better to get rid of this hidden danger.

He parked the shared bike downstairs and walked into the small hotel. Zhang Heng didn't know which floor Chen Cheng was on, but that wasn't a problem. He could easily check all the guest's information on the computer at the front desk.

Zhang Heng quickly found Chen Cheng's name on the computer, wrote down the room number, and borrowed a spare key. Two minutes later, he opened the door to room 305.

The glass door of the bathroom was steaming, but there was no sound of running water. Zhang Heng could vaguely make out a woman's silhouette, but he wasn't going to take advantage of this situation. After a quick glance, he retracted his gaze and walked into the room. Clothes were strewn all over the place.

There was even a bra hanging on the TV.

Cheng Cheng was bare-chested, lying on the bed, wearing only a pair of underpants. He was smoking and texting.

Zhang Heng took the phone from his hand and saw that the person he was chatting with was a guy named Wu Fan. He used a tattoo as his profile picture. Zhang Heng tried to recall, but he couldn't remember what kind of tattoo the young man had. But it didn't matter. He clicked on the other party's WeChat Moments, scrolled down, and quickly found a photo.

It was a photo of the owner of this WeChat account with a wardrobe full of shoes. There was also a caption below it — Too many shoes to fit. What should I do?

And the person in the photo was the guy who played with the folding knife earlier.

Zhang Heng returned to the chat interface and scrolled through the messages between the two. It was similar to what he had guessed earlier. Cheng Cheng was the one who planned the whole thing. He was nearby when the incident happened, ready to make a move as soon as he received the signal. He didn't expect Zhang Heng to ruin his plan, and he had to drive back. With nowhere to vent his anger, he asked out on a date with a girl he had just hooked up with.

Wu Fan asked Cheng Cheng if he wanted to find a way to deal with the bow-player.

Cheng Cheng wasn't being kind-hearted. He was just being cautious. He replied that he would investigate Zhang Heng's background first.

Scrolling down further, it was a chat between the two. For example, which nightclub had a hot girl, which pair of limited edition shoes was worth collecting, the girl he hooked up with, which girl had bigger breasts, and so on. Apart from that, Zhang Heng also found out that Cheng Cheng had been exposed to soft drugs and had tricked the girl he was with to take them.

Zhang Heng shook his head. This guy had done a lot of harm. After reading the messages, he created a chat group and added Wu Fan and some other guys who looked like rich kids from his contact list.

He then typed, "Wu Fan, that idiot. I just need to use the code of brotherhood to get to his head, and he'll do whatever I tell him to. Now, he's as obedient as my dog." At the end of the message, Zhang Heng even added a flirtatious face wearing sunglasses. He then clicked send.

It was foreseeable that after midnight, a strong friendship was about to face a cruel test.

However, this didn't necessarily make Cheng Cheng behave. So, Zhang Heng decided to give this guy a warning.

He didn't do anything too inhumane. After all, he wasn't a devil. All he did was treat Cheng Cheng to some water.

After the two bottles of mineral water in the room were downed, Zhang Heng was afraid that Cheng Cheng wouldn't be satisfied, so he went to the front desk to get another two bottles. To prevent Cheng Cheng from drinking too much water, which could lead to permanent damage to his nervous system or even death, Zhang Heng was considerate enough to get three more bottles of Precious Mineral Power.

In the end, he found that the remaining bottle of mineral water could no longer be downed. Cheng Cheng's stomach was obviously bigger, and he could hear the sound of water flowing.

After that, Zhang Heng deleted all the apps on Cheng Cheng's phone and replaced it with a high-definition Ghost Bride wallpaper. At the same time, he left a specious sentence in the memo.

[Think about what you've done.]

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