Zhang Heng realized that he might need to go to the riverbank again.
His last investigation was interrupted by the college student, and he didn't find anything valuable. He might be able to find something new the second time around.
Of course, he didn't plan to stop looking for the college student. Zhang Heng still didn't know if he was dead or alive. If the college student was still alive, he couldn't leave him alone, whether it was to find out the truth or to save him.
Those things had modified the surveillance video in the residential area, but it wasn't just the residential area that had surveillance cameras. In fact, in modern society, there were surveillance cameras almost everywhere. Outside the garage door, there was a street full of shops, and many of them had surveillance cameras installed. There were also some cars parked by the roadside overnight, and the driving recorders on them might have captured something.
However, it was a huge project, and it would take a lot of effort to investigate them one by one. Unlike the young man in the surveillance room, the owners of those shops didn't have anything he could use against them. Zhang Heng could only find out the model of the camera in their shop, disguise himself as the manufacturer, and contact them to provide free quality inspection services.
Thinking of this, Zhang Heng began to miss Meinan. Although he had Level 2 makeup skills, Meinan, Loki's agent, was still better at this kind of thing. With a professional liar like her around, it would definitely be much easier for Zhang Heng to do it alone.
However, she should be fighting in her proxy war quest right now, and Zhang Heng could only think about it.
Considering his current situation, it was necessary for him to learn from those things and be careful.
Zhang Heng didn't go home immediately after watching the surveillance. Instead, he went to Qin Zhen's house. He and Qin Zhen were childhood friends, so his grandfather and Qin Zhen's parents were quite familiar with each other. To avoid being exposed when they met in the community, Zhang Heng decided to go all out and play games with Qin Zhen for an hour.
The two played in Qin Zhen's bedroom, controlling the two teams in the 2016 NBA Finals, the Warriors and Cavaliers. After Zhang Heng scored a three-pointer with Curry, he said, "I have something to do on Sunday. I can't come to you."
"Huh? Something to do again? Don't tell me you went to buy soy sauce again? Can you use the same excuse twice? "Qin Zhen used Owen to create an empty spot and returned a three-pointer.
"No, I have an appointment with a classmate." Zhang Heng tried to force a shot with Thompson this time, but it didn't go in.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Qin Zhen used the other Thompson to block and grab the defensive rebound.
"Why do you always focus on gender?"
"Otherwise, what should I pay attention to? Which supermarket do you go to buy what brand of soy sauce? " Qin Zhen was baffled. "As a friend, of course, I have to pay attention to your love life. And you better not stand me up because you're dating a girl. Otherwise, it will feel weird if you lose to another man."
"… I'm just borrowing some homework to copy." Taking advantage of Qin Zhen's distraction, Zhang Heng cut the ball from his hand and played a wave of the Warriors' characteristic defensive counterattack.
"So, your date is indeed a girl?" Qin Zhen was not in a hurry. He continued to serve slowly from the backcourt.
"Yes, my deskmate."
"Sure, it's easier to get close to someone. Where do you want to meet? KTV, movie theater, or milk tea shop?"
"Wanda Mall."
"Wow, that's amazing. You can attack and defend at any time," Qin Zhen praised, almost giving Zhang Heng a thumbs up.
Zhang Heng was speechless. He looked at the time on the wall, and it was almost an hour. After finishing the last half of the game, he returned the controller to Qin Zhen and said, "You win. I have to go now."
"Don't. We've only played two games, and it's best of seven." Qin Zhen said reluctantly, "Today is Friday, and you have no classes tomorrow. Why are you in such a hurry to go back?"
"I'm not like you. I have a lot of things to do." Zhang Heng got up.
"I can help you." Qin Zhen put down the controller, tore open a bag of sausages, and threw two to Zhang Heng. "You play games with me, and I'll help you … Um, win your deskmate."
Zhang Heng took the sausages and hesitated. He wasn't hesitating about whether he should win Bai Qing, but he was considering asking Qin Zhen for help. Now that he could no longer count on Mei Nan, he could still find someone else to help him in the quest.
After all, recording and watching videos were a lot of mechanical work. Having someone to share the workload could improve efficiency and shorten the time.
Zhang Heng thought for a while and suddenly asked, "During Christmas in fifth grade, you asked me to send a card to the girl you liked. What was her name?"
"Sun Jia." A strange look appeared on Qin Zhen's face. "Why are you asking this?"
"It's okay. Practice your calligraphy when you have time. If you encounter this kind of thing again, it should increase your success rate a little," Zhang Heng said.
"…"
In the end, Zhang Heng gave up. Although the fake college student he met in the convenience store this afternoon didn't remember owing him a dollar for cigarettes, Zhang Heng knew that those things couldn't inherit the memory of the person they replaced. However, Zhang Heng didn't know when they mixed into human society and how long they stayed there.
So, this matter was actually quite unsolvable. Even if Qin Zhen could say Sun Jia's name, Zhang Heng couldn't be sure whether he had been replaced or not. To be safe, it was better to act alone.
Zhang Heng came out of Qin Zhen's house and was about to go home. When he walked to the second floor, he found that the voice-activated light was broken. He stomped his feet twice, but there was still no response. Zhang Heng didn't care too much about it. He walked a few steps downstairs and saw a figure standing quietly in the darkness at the corner of the building.
Zhang Heng stopped, looked at the black shadow, and said nothing.
The black shadow was also looking at him with an inexplicable look in its eyes. After a while, the black shadow grinned. "What a coincidence."
"Yeah," Zhang Heng said. "Why are you here?"
Although the other party's face was hidden in the darkness, Zhang Heng still recognized it from its height and body.
The college student, or more precisely, the fake college student who had been replaced. "I'm here to help my mother deliver the meat jelly to Auntie Wang. What about you?"
"I'm looking for a friend," Zhang Heng said. Zhang Heng paused and said, "You look like you've been standing here for a while."
"Well," the college student said, "the light here is broken."
"It was fine when I came here."
"Maybe my luck isn't too good."
"You are indeed unlucky," Zhang Heng said lightly.
The college student in the dark suddenly smiled when he heard Zhang Heng's words. The smile spread from the corner of his mouth like a ripple, and the muscles on his face stretched back vigorously. It was obviously a laughing expression, but no laughter came out. It was like a grinning puppet, and it looked indescribably strange.
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