(The name of the heroine will not appear until the next chapter. I must prioritize logic and storytelling. This is the best I can do.)
"I still remember when I was a child, this was still a village in the city," You Always Look Unhappy (# O ') pointed to Yang Ji Village not far away. After the two came out of Starbucks, they walked along Guangli Road and came to Guangzhou Avenue.
This was one of the busiest main roads in Huacheng, and it was also the place with the worst traffic jams in the morning and evening. Lego drivers on the road honked impatiently as they crawled forward at the speed of a wheelchair.
When the traffic light in front of them turned green, the traffic stopped, and the two crossed the interchange to the other side of the road.
"At that time, I was probably in elementary school. It was a mess. There were self-built houses everywhere, densely packed together like a lattice. It was like a maze of alleys, and there were messy wires and clothes hanging on the wires. When you passed by, you had to be careful of the bicycles next to you. They would always splash mud on your trouser legs."
"You lived here?"
"For a period of time, my family rented a house here, but seven or eight years ago, this place began to be demolished, and we moved away. I'm not a native of Cantonese. My parents came here to work when they were young."
Now, new relocation houses and office buildings had been built here. Zhang Heng roughly estimated that each building was at least thirty to forty stories tall. Some middle-aged women were sitting on the street outside the buildings, with rental signs at their feet. They chatted and basked in the sun while waiting for the tenants to inquire about the price.
You Always Look Unhappy (# O ') squatted down and scratched the chin of a stray cat with her pliers. The cat's face showed a look of enjoyment, and it wagged its tail, "My dad works in a restaurant on the second floor of the office building. He gets off work at 11: 30 pm. He's a very nice person. You will know if you meet him. He always has a smile on his face, especially when my final exam results come out. He would make me celebratory noodles."
"Are you going to wait for him?"
"No," You Always Look Unhappy (# O ') took a deep breath and stood up. "It's getting late, and I'm hungry. My mom should be preparing dinner now, so we can go and have a big meal. But before that, there's one more thing to do."
"What is it?"
"Kill me." You Always Look Unhappy (# O ′) winked at Zhang Heng.
…
The high school girl carried her backpack and walked past the advertisement for male infertility treatment. She held her English book as she walked, seizing every minute to memorize English words. She did not notice the two shadows following her.
When Zhang Heng pretended to pass by her, he took a look at her and found that she looked almost exactly the same as the guy next to him. The only difference was that she looked more youthful, and she didn't have the cynical temperament that she later had.
"Are you sure you want to kill yourself?" Zhang Heng turned to look at her.
The latter shrugged, "If I don't kill her, I can't go home. After all, my mom is just an ordinary person. Even if she becomes a Lego brick now, she can't accept that her daughter is split in two. One of me is enough to make her worry, and two of me will be a total disaster … There are too many people here, so we can't do it. She will pass by a place with fewer people, and we can do it there. There's a zombie car there that hasn't been driven for a long time. After killing her, we can stuff her body directly into the trunk. Don't worry about the police. The world will be destroyed in three days anyway."
The two of them followed the clueless girl for a while. Sure enough, they came to a place where there was little traffic. In addition, it was already night time, and the lights were dim. It was indeed the perfect place to commit a crime, just like Detective Conan.
Zhang Heng tried to pull a 1 × 1 blue part from the curb, holding it in his hand and waving it twice. There was a string of numbers 300523 on it, which was the code on every Lego brick.
"Do you want to do it, or should I?"
"You do it … Didn't my pranks make you very angry? So, I'll give you a chance to take revenge. Kill me with your bare hands. I hope you can enjoy it."
"…"
Zhang Heng did not say anything else. He carried the blue part and walked to the lonely girl in front of him.
However, he was still not used to moving in the Lego state. The sound of his footsteps caught the girl's attention. She was trying to identify the English words in a book in the dim light. She looked up and subconsciously looked behind her.
In the end, what greeted her was a 1 * 1 blue component.
"Ouch ~" You Always Look Unhappy (# O ′) gasped, "Ouch ouch ouch ouch!!!"
"Do you share pain with each other?" Zhang Heng frowned.
"No, I just helped you with some sound effects. I hope it can increase your sense of immersion a little."
Zhang Heng was speechless. "Go and open the trunk."
"Yes, Mr. Killer."
…
Zhang Heng had no experience in killing female Lego high school students. Looking at the motionless girl in the trunk, he asked, "She … is she dead?"
"It's hard to say. Why don't you stab her a few more times?"
"Forget it. That's it." Zhang Heng closed the trunk lid. "What about now?"
"We are not far from my house. Just say that you are my classmate. But you look a little more mature."
You Always Look Unhappy (# O ′) picked up her high school version's schoolbag on the ground and handed it to Zhang Heng. "Carry this on your back. Also, it's best to tidy up your hair. It can be a little more messy. Studying is so stressful. No one has the time to live a delicate life."
Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived in front of a shabby tube-shaped building. There was no elevator here, so the two of them had to climb to the sixth floor with their bare hands. Passing through a white sheet and a few shirts, they came to an inconspicuous door.
You Always Look Unhappy (# O ′) had been talking non-stop along the way, but at this moment, she suddenly fell silent, staring at the block wall in front of her. Zhang Heng could tell that she wanted to return to this place, but for some reason, she seemed to be afraid to do so. So, after leaving the train station, she first went to drink coffee, then revisited the place where she lived when she was a child. She stood downstairs of the restaurant where her father worked, but she did not go in. Even after that, she kept telling corny jokes to hide the nervousness in her heart.
After a while, she hesitantly stretched out her pliers and knocked twice on the door.
"Who is it?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from inside.
"It's me, Mom."
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