Initially, Zhang Heng planned to visit Lin Sisi's neighborhood again. However, considering that he had been wandering outside for too long, he could only postpone the visit. Interviewing Lin Sisi's parents wasn't as easy as interviewing Teacher Li Yan. Even if the other party believed his fabricated identity as a reporter, they might not be willing to see him.
After all, they had lost their daughter, and every interview would hurt them again.
Zhang Heng returned home at about eight o 'clock in the evening. Grandpa was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and the food on the table remained untouched.
"I sent you a message. I told you not to wait for me."
"I'm going to eat anyway. Why don't we eat together?" Grandpa closed the newspaper. He did not ask where Zhang Heng went because he believed in Zhang Heng's self-management ability. The two had always gotten along like this. Grandpa believed that the more a child was controlled, the easier it would be for him to develop a rebellious mentality.
Zhang Heng later asked grandpa where he learned this, and the latter told him that he learned it when he was raising his mother.
"Then I'll go heat it up," Zhang Heng said as he picked up the dishes on the table and went to the kitchen.
After realizing that those things wouldn't attack him immediately, Zhang Heng stopped using the Lego kitten to test if there was anything wrong with his food. However, he still maintained enough vigilance in his daily life. What happened to Lin Sisi and the college student had been reminding him that he wasn't safe around them. Those people he thought he was familiar with might not be the ones he knew.
After dinner, Zhang Heng contacted Qin Zhen again.
The latter had a cousin who worked as a scalper, specializing in selling tickets for performances or events. He was the kind of ticket scalper that all fans hated and loved, especially when it came to popular performances. Basically, tickets on major ticketing platforms would be sold out in the blink of an eye. And it wasn't a matter of having a fast or slow internet connection. Many people couldn't even get a ticket because of the script. Even if one was lucky enough to get a ticket, the seats were usually not that good.
Therefore, fans who had no tickets or wanted a good seat could only buy them from scalpers. It was normal for a ticket that cost 1,000 yuan to be inflated to 3,000 or 4,000 yuan, and it was not impossible to get a ticket for a particularly popular performance. At the same time, there was the risk of getting a fake ticket and losing both money and money.
Although every platform claimed that they were innocent and had nothing to do with scalpers, it was difficult for them to explain the trick in the order of the tickets. Perhaps only the platform itself knew the truth.
Zhang Heng didn't like scalpers, but there were only four days left before the concert. It was obviously unrealistic to buy tickets through the regular channels. Zhang Heng had been thinking about how to repay Bai Qing's kindness by copying his homework and thanking KFC for treating him to the concert. He knew that Bai Qing liked GEM, and since GEM's concert was on Friday, he decided to use GEM's concert to thank her.
But because she was worried that the other party would misunderstand, and because she always stood Qin Zhen up, she decided to drag him along as well.
Qin Zhen gasped when he heard Zhang Heng's request. "Did you rob a bank? Do you know how much it costs to buy four tickets to the Little Iron Lungs concert? Also, you have to be in the VIP area. "
"Don't worry about money. Just ask your cousin to help me get the tickets," Zhang Heng said.
The money earned from racing could not be brought out of the dungeon, so not spending it would just be a waste.
"Alright, I'll help you ask my cousin." Qin Zhen agreed without hesitation. After a pause, he asked curiously, "Which family is this girl from? Why are you spending so much money on her?"
"If you don't want to go, I can give your ticket to someone else," Zhang Heng said.
"Okay, you're the boss if you pay for it. I like GEM too. You're my brother. Don't forget me if you have such an event in the future. I will always be your wingman."
"…"
Zhang Heng hung up the phone. So far, he had been investigating for several days, day and night. He still had classes during the day, so he didn't plan to go out tonight. After copying his homework, he took a shower and went to bed early.
In the next few days, he continued to act as a high school student while investigating the alien race. Zhang Heng went to the community where Lin Sisi lived, but as expected, Lin Sisi's parents were not willing to be interviewed. However, he managed to get some information from the gate guard outside the community with a pack of cigarettes.
According to the security guard, the three children often left together, but no one knew where they went.
The three children must have a secret base or something.
Other than that, Zhang Heng's surveillance footage had reached a place ten kilometers away. It was getting closer and closer to the east of the city, where several old state-owned factories and mines used to be.
The 1990s were probably the last days of the state-owned factories and mines. At their peak, a factory had tens of thousands of employees, and the factory director was on the same level as the mayor. The entire factory was like a small kingdom, with kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, and high school. There were also allocated housing and a factory hospital. However, due to various reasons, these state-owned factories began to go downhill. Not only did they lose all the benefits they enjoyed before, but some factories couldn't even pay basic wages. Hence, the entire city looked a little bleak.
Zhang Heng no longer had to pretend to be a camera manufacturer. Once he had the money, he could just make up an excuse and pay the store manager a hundred yuan. Basically, he could check the surveillance footage outside the store. His efficiency had improved a lot.
He tracked the surveillance footage all the way here, but after that, the student's red Honda Fit disappeared.
Zhang Heng searched all the nearby shops, but he couldn't find any footage of the Fit. So he expanded his search area, but he still couldn't find anything. It was as if the Fit had vanished into thin air.
Excluding the possibility of supernatural phenomena, this situation was most likely caused by the driver changing cars midway.
After that, Zhang Heng noticed the underground parking lot next door. He walked down, wanting to retrieve the surveillance footage.
However, something unexpected happened.
Zhang Heng didn't see anyone in the duty room, and at the same time, the lights above his head began to flicker.
Zhang Heng stood next to the duty room and glanced around. The figures that emerged from the parking lot were roughly eight or nine people, holding steel pipes and wrenches in their hands.
"You shouldn't be nosy," the leader said in an unfriendly tone.
"Is that so?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, put his hand in his pocket, and said indifferently, "What did I do?"
The leader snorted, "Don't play dumb. You know it in your heart. Someone asked me to tell you to behave, or it will be your turn next."
"Who?"
"Hey, why do you have so many questions?" The leader said impatiently.
"So, you actually don't know anything. You're just being paid to do things?" Zhang Heng's gaze swept across the crowd. From the way they dressed, he could tell that they were workers from nearby factories. Most likely, they hadn't received their wages, so they were trying to earn some extra money.
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