Zhang Heng stood there quietly, waiting for the college student to finish laughing. "What's so funny?" asked Zhang Heng.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought of something when I was standing here."
"What is it?"
"Do you know that meat jelly is made from pig skin?"
"Yes."
"Look, why has no one ever thought it strange? Humans define intelligent species as food, eating their flesh, skin, and even bones. It's as if their entire purpose from birth to death is to be eaten. And yet, no one thinks it's cruel. Everyone I've met thinks it's a natural thing to do." The college student poked the meat jelly in the basin with his finger. "Interesting. Is this the civilization here?"
"Believe me, I've seen many interesting things done by civilizations," said Zhang Heng. "Eating meat jelly is definitely not in the top ten."
"If that's the case, can I assume that here, a high-level species can decide the fate of a low-level species at will, without asking the wishes of the low-level species? In other words, if a higher-level species exists, it can also turn humans into meat jelly and eat them."
"I don't think so."
"Why? Humans have done such things to pigs. "
"Because I don't want to be a meat jelly," said Zhang Heng.
"Hahahaha!" The college student laughed again when he heard Zhang Heng's words. This time, he finally made a sound, but it sounded a little harsh, like chalk scratching on a blackboard. "You are the most interesting person I've ever met," he said.
"It sounds like you haven't met many people before this."
The college student nodded and pointed to his head. "I had a problem here, so I stayed at home."
"You don't look like you're feeling better now. Don't you need to take a few more courses of medicine to strengthen your body?" asked Zhang Heng.
"I'll take them when I get back. But first, I have to deliver the meat jelly to Auntie Wang."
After the college student finished speaking, he finally began to walk up the stairs again.
The distance between the two gradually closed. When they were only two steps away, Zhang Heng, who was standing on top, leaned to the side.
"Thank you," said the college student sincerely.
"You're welcome."
"I'm not very smart, but I like to deal with smart people. I hope you can always stay smart," the college student said meaningfully.
"If your brain isn't working, it's better not to give people random advice in the future," Zhang Heng replied politely.
After that, the two of them did not speak again. They brushed past each other in the dark, one going upstairs and the other going downstairs.
…
Zhang Heng walked out of the door and looked back at the building behind him.
He knew that what had happened tonight was no coincidence. Although the other party had used the meat jelly as an excuse, both of them knew that the fake college student had been waiting for him there.
Perhaps the real college student couldn't take it anymore and spilled the beans, or perhaps the conversation at the convenience store in the afternoon made the fake college student suspicious.
So, they deliberately came to him at night, probably using the same method they used on the real college student. Knowing that Zhang Heng had no way to expose their identity, they deliberately created a terrifying atmosphere to stimulate him, hoping to plant the seed of fear in his heart and slowly catalyze it, turning him into another "psychopath." However, they obviously underestimated Zhang Heng's psychological endurance.
Even if Zhang Heng's Sanity Points were far lower than the average person's, after going through so many dungeons and witnessing all sorts of strange things, Zhang Heng's heart was far stronger than the average person's.
To him, this level of intimidation was scarier than opening a can of herring.
When he saw the college student in the dark, Zhang Heng's breathing rate didn't even change.
And this encounter also verified his previous inference. Although he hadn't figured out the details of these things yet, these things wouldn't be able to easily replace him. In other words, even if those things had begun to suspect him, as long as they weren't ready to replace him, they would at most threaten him like this, and he would be safe for the time being.
Of course, this safety wouldn't last forever. Next, it would depend on whether those things were ready or if Zhang Heng could find some useful clues first.
Zhang Heng did not stay any longer. When he returned home, he waited for grandpa to fall asleep, took his car keys, and drove back to the riverbank where the three children were killed.
However, after a night of searching, he still found nothing.
This time, Zhang Heng paid special attention to the pier where the college student hid that night. He even turned over the cobblestones on the ground. Unfortunately, he found a lot of things ranging from beer bottles to plastic bags to leather shoes. The only thing that he couldn't find was anything related to the main mission.
So after Zhang Heng went home to sleep for two hours, he went out and began to investigate the surveillance videos of nearby shops. This time, he finally found some useful information.
A shop's surveillance camera captured the college student's red Honda Fit at 12 o 'clock in the evening. However, the cameras installed outside the shop were basically facing the shop's entrance. Even if they accidentally captured something, it was just a flash. If Zhang Heng wanted to find out where the college student and his family went that night, he would have to combine the surveillance videos along the way.
After a busy morning, Zhang Heng only managed to check the surveillance videos of two streets. After confirming the general direction of the Fit, he received a text from Bai Qing, saying that she and her friends had arrived at Wanda Mall.
Zhang Heng replied, "I'll be there soon." After that, he took the bus to Wanda Mall.
He saw Bai Qing on the first floor of the mall. She was wearing a gray T-shirt, a pair of denim shorts, and a pair of white sneakers. She was also carrying a canvas bag, standing in front of the KFC's entrance, tiptoeing and looking at the mall's entrance.
However, she probably didn't see Zhang Heng at first glance. There were quite a lot of people in the mall on Sunday.
It was not until Zhang Heng was about to reach her side that she finally reacted. "When did you arrive?" she asked, her eyes widened.
"Just now. Where are you?"
"It's been a while."
"Where's … your friend?" Zhang Heng remembered that Bai Qing said that she went to the mall with her friends. But now, she was alone.
"Don't mention it. We just went to pick up the movie tickets. I said I wanted to give you my homework, but she disappeared. She said that she would see you when the movie started. What a scam," Bai Qing complained.
"When does your movie start?"
"There's still an hour and a half left. We planned to go shopping first."
"Have you eaten? If you haven't, why don't I treat you to a burger inside?" Zhang Heng pointed to the KFC next to him. However, he paused halfway through his sentence, remembering that he had spent all his pocket money for the week.
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