For the next three days, Zhang Heng and Bai Qing took turns to monitor the situation in the funeral home. During this period, Zhang Heng sneaked into the freezer once again and took a CT scan to confirm that the thing in the fourth ventricle was still there.
Its companion did not seem to be in a hurry to bring it back, which made Zhang Heng wonder if the thing was dead. After all, the CT scan showed that it had not changed its position.
Besides, he had almost become a regular visitor to the teacher's office. Grandpa rarely cared about him, but when Zhang Heng returned home yesterday afternoon, he had to remind him about it. So, Bai Qing asked Zhang Heng to give her his homework. The next morning, when the two handed over their jobs, Bai Qing brought breakfast and the completed homework to Zhang Heng.
And this girl was very careful. She even deliberately imitated Zhang Heng's handwriting. Finally, Zhang Heng managed to get away with it. Even the teacher praised him.
Sure enough, everything depended on comparison. Zhang Heng had been handing in his homework on time, but he did not receive any praise. Now, he did not do any homework for three days in a row. After that, he returned to normal, which made the teacher feel flattered.
However, there was no movement on the other side for a long time. Zhang Heng began to wonder if there was something wrong with his plan.
After all, he had tried his best to avoid risks. However, if most of human society had been replaced by those things, like the dozen or so pairs of eyes in the classroom that belonged to those things, then it would be useless no matter how careful he was. Fortunately, the possibility of this happening was very small. Otherwise, those things would not need to be so cautious. They could have just attacked him directly.
Besides, Zhang Heng did not give up on the three drowning children. He learned from the community security that the three children often left the community together, and Zhang Heng wanted to know where they went.
He was hiding his phone under the desk, looking through the nearby map. Suddenly, he received a message.
It was from Bai Qing, and there were only four words on it.
[They're here.]
Zhang Heng could feel Bai Qing's nervousness and anxiety on the other side of the phone, so he quickly replied.
[Install the tracker and wait for me.]
After that, Zhang Heng turned his head and looked at the clock behind him. The physics class was only halfway through, and there were still twenty minutes before the end of the class. Zhang Heng could not wait that long, so he had to apologize to the physics teacher on the stage.
When the students nearby weren't paying attention, he pressed a pencil against the base of his tongue. Then, he decisively began to vomit. He vomited all over the table and the floor. At the same time, the veins on his neck bulged. He looked very sad.
The physics teacher was shocked. He quickly walked down from the podium and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know. I drank a bag of expired yogurt this morning, and I haven't been feeling well." Zhang Heng's forehead was covered in sweat.
"Ah, could it be acute enteritis?" The physics teacher said solemnly, "We have to go to the hospital quickly. Wait for me and let me see which teacher doesn't have a class."
"There's no need, Teacher Zheng. I'll go there directly."
"How can a person like you be at ease?" Teacher Zheng shook his head.
"I know a friend who works at the Third People's Hospital. She will take care of me at the hospital. I'm just a little weak, but I still have the strength to take a taxi." Zhang Heng said, "I'll have to trouble you to tell our class teacher that I will make up for the leave later."
"Well, you should go to the hospital quickly," Teacher Zheng said.
Zhang Heng returned to his seat, grabbed his bag, and left the classroom.
As for the things he vomited, there were naturally students nearby who cleaned them up. This was also a hidden benefit for patients.
After Zhang Heng left school, he called his friend at the hospital and asked her to write a sick leave on his behalf.
The latter was a little helpless when she heard this. "Are you going to do something bad again? Don't drag me into this. Also, you haven't told me where the last CT scan came from. "
"Help me cover up first. Later, the class teacher should call my grandfather. Tell him that I'm at your place, and it's not a big deal. I can go back by myself after the drip. As for the CT scan, I will tell you when it's over," Zhang Heng said.
"Well, don't do it again." The person on the other end of the phone sighed, paused, and added, "From the radiographic films, it looks like a parasite, but I later checked the relevant literature and couldn't find any parasites that matched it. Also, the shape of the fourth ventricle is too strange."
"Remember what I said. Don't tell anyone about this," Zhang Heng said.
After dealing with the leave, he could finally focus on Bai Qing again and send a message to her.
[How are things on your side?]
This time, Bai Qing did not reply for a long time.
Although the situation was urgent, Zhang Heng still circled around the nearby shopping mall to get rid of anyone who might be tailing him. After changing into a new set of clothes, he hailed a cab and rushed to the funeral home.
In the car, he finally received a message from Bai Qing.
[It's done.]
After that, Zhang Heng's mobile phone received the car's trajectory. It was sent by the car tracker, and he could see that the car was heading east of the city. This was also consistent with the results of Zhang Heng's previous investigation. He tracked the college student's red Honda Fit, and the last place he found was also in the east of the city.
In addition, there was another signal sent by the mini tracker, which was the same as the car's trajectory.
It seemed that this time, Bai Qing not only completed the task, but she also exceeded it.
[Wait for me where you are.]
Zhang Heng replied.
However, there was still a long distance between the school and the funeral home. When Zhang Heng arrived at the van, it was already forty minutes later. The car on the map was not far from the previous parking lot. Bai Qing was obviously very anxious, sending him several WeChat messages, asking where he was.
Zhang Heng replied for the last time.
[I've arrived.]
After receiving the message, Bai Qing immediately opened the door and poked her head out. The two exchanged a secret signal, and Zhang Heng sat in the driver's seat, while Bai Qing sat in the front passenger seat. "I don't know how they did it," she said while fastening her seat belt. "There was a small problem with the freezer, and they disguised themselves as repairmen to deal with it. They even opened the freezer while they were at it."
"Did you see how they took away the things in the head?"
"No." Bai Qing shook her head. Bai Qing shook her head. "They were standing right in front of the camera, but I recorded their faces." While talking, she sent the edited video to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng took a look and found that there was a fat man and a thin man in the video. They looked just like ordinary people, but one of them seemed to have a leg problem, and he was walking with a limp.
"How did you put the tracker on them?" Zhang Heng asked.
"I used my advantage as a woman."
"Huh?"
"What are you thinking? I mean, I can ask a man for help. Under normal circumstances, it's difficult for a man to refuse," Bai Qing explained. "I asked them to help me carry two wreaths, and then I gave them a small jar of fruit candy to thank them. The tracker is in the bottom layer of the candy box."
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