At night, there was no one on the riverbank, only the sound of rushing water.

Zhang Heng was looking down for something with his flashlight, and then for some reason, a fog suddenly floated on the river, so his vision became blurred, and Zhang Heng felt out the [filter lens] in his pocket for the first time

However, the [Filter Lens], which had been used in several copies before, unexpectedly failed this time.

Zhang Heng's line of sight still couldn't pass through the fog.

Aware of the danger, he began to back away and walked towards the car.

But after a few steps, the inexplicable fog from the picture began to dissipate again.

Zhang Heng looked up and saw that the embankment was full of dense "people", they bowed their heads together, grinned at him, and showed a silent smile, their eyes were like looking at the food on the plate.

And the next moment, Zhang Heng opened his eyes and saw the alarm clock on the table, and the time pointed to 00:36.

Two hours ago, he had just finished his homework and leaned back in his chair to take a break, but he fell asleep directly, and he had a dream that he was surrounded by those things.

Zhang Heng didn't know if it was because he listened to Bai Qing talk about her family at noon, and he began to realize that the penetration of those things into human society may be more serious than he imagined, and if he left it alone, maybe after a while, they could quietly control the entire society, and then quietly exterminate all human beings.

The good thing is that this is just something that happens in the dungeon.

Zhang Heng got up, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and brushed his teeth by the way.

He originally planned to go to the river beach again tonight, but I don't know if it was because of the dream just now, Zhang Heng hesitated or gave up, he had searched for two nights in a row and had no gains, and it was almost time to consider a different way of thinking.

On top of that, he had to get some more money.

Relying only on the pocket money of high school students, even hamburgers ask girls, basically nothing can be done, in fact, in modern society, most things can be solved through money, and having sufficient funds can also speed up the efficiency of the investigation.

This copy can be regarded as a "rebirth", from college back to high school, Zhang Heng thought about how ordinary reborn people make money.

It turned out that he didn't seem to be able to use the tricks commonly used in the movies, he didn't have to think about the lottery or something, he never paid attention to this aspect of things, he didn't have the energy or time to start a business, and the same is true for stocks, and even if you know his market trends, you need enough start-up capital and enough patience.

So after looking around, Zhang Heng found that he could only return to his old business.

He changed into a set of clothes that he didn't usually wear, and then borrowed his grandfather's Volkswagen again.

Zhang Heng was very careful when he drove out late at night a few times before, and when he came back, he not only put the car back in its original position, but also carefully sorted out the cushions and floor pads inside, and cleaned up the mud brought back from the river beach, but the problem of gasoline consumption was something he couldn't solve.

Once or twice, my grandfather may not notice, but after a long time, the latter will definitely notice the abnormality of the oil meter.

Of course, this matter is still a matter of money, and it is very simple to solve it, just buy two barrels of gasoline and go to Riga at any time.

Zhang Heng drove the public onto the elevated highway, and drove south on it to the new area.

The leaders of the city announced with pride that they wanted to build an Oriental Manhattan, but half of the grand blueprint was transferred away, and the new leaders who took over for some reason did not seem to want to promote the project, so now the new district is basically vacant, and the occupancy rate is very low.

Zhang Heng could feel that there were almost no other vehicles nearby, and the high-rise buildings around the community looked dark.

Zhang Heng slowed down the car, and according to the description of the news in his memory, he finally found the owner after going around for half a circle.

Unlike the deserted atmosphere in other places, this street is quite lively, and it is already early in the morning, and there are still many people, men and women, and no less than ten luxury cars are parked there.

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, what he was most worried about was that this group of people was not in the dungeon, or they didn't come out for the party tonight.

They are all people in a modified car club, basically the rich second generation of their families doing business, and when their abundant material life can no longer satisfy them, they will naturally turn to the pursuit of excitement.

So basically, I will meet every week to gather in the new area to drag racing, and it will be a year and a half, during which some people study abroad, some people quit from a ruined family, and some fresh blood joins.

Because there are no people in the new area, and some of them do have a lot to do with their families, no one cares about them, until they go out and have a car accident, and when they are racing, a Porsche and a Mercedes-Benz accidentally collide, because the speed is too fast and the Porsche driver dies, and this matter is poked out.

Zhang Heng didn't have much ill feeling towards this group of people, after all, it was their own people who died in the end, and they didn't hurt passers-by, and they picked a new area with no people, and they didn't disturb the people, compared to some sand sculptures that were making trouble and bombing the streets, of course, it was still illegal.

When they saw the crowd on the other side of the street, they immediately became nervous.

One of them, who looked young and estimated to be the most arrogant of the post-zeros, said to the public who was slowly driving in front of him, "Look at it, don't get out of here!" ”

Although the others didn't say anything, the meaning in their eyes was obvious, and instead of leaving, the Volkswagen stopped beside them, and as the window rolled down, the people from the tuning car club also saw the person in the driver's seat.

To their surprise, the person sitting inside was actually a teenager about the size of a post-zero ghost.

Zhang Heng was very familiar with such a situation, although everyone was staring at him hostilely now, but he didn't show any fear like an ordinary person, but said, "Drag racing? ”

"It's none of your business." A young man sitting on the hood of a 911 smoking a cigarette said that he was the only one who didn't have a female companion with him tonight, and that he should be the leader of the group.

"It's so boring to always play by yourself, take me one." Zhang Hengdao.

Before he could finish his words, a loud laugh rang out all around.

One of the girls with a peaked cap and a suspender laughed the most exaggeratedly, holding her stomach and tears almost laughing, "Are you funny, little brother, is it just your broken car?" ”