Chapter 1: Oh my God

"Mom......"

Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the tranquility of the garden community was shattered by a heart-rending shout.

"Nervous, what's the hell howling in the morning?"

"It's the little young man who is an anchor again, and his brain is broken."

The indignant voices of the residents came out of this building, which annoyed everyone, and you howled in the early morning of the big weekend, which really made people speechless, and it didn't make people sleep back.

"What are you doing, howling early in the morning?" The old mother in pajamas rubbed her sleepy eyes and pushed the door in, but saw her handsome son pointing to the bedroom glass and making a fuss about something broken.

Rubbing his eyes, Dong Xiaohua said speechlessly: "Isn't it just that the glass has been punched with a small hole, just change the block, tomorrow your father will come back and let him give you money, really, what a big person, such a little thing is scared like this, don't be noisy, I didn't hear the neighbors scold you for being insane, hurry up and go to bed." ”

"? That's it? Zhang Yi, the man who had just yelled loudly, scratched his head, grinned instantly, picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow and opened the same city website to start inquiring about the installation of glass.

"Hey, one hundred and eighty yuan to install at home, ask my dad for three hundred, and the rest of the money can go out to wave again, so I decided so happily." Turning off the phone, Zhang Yi, who just wanted to catch up on his sleep, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Their building is the southernmost building of the community, and then south is a low factory, his family lives on the fourth floor, and the hole the size of a mung bean in the bedroom glass is if someone punches it out from downstairs, then ~

Turning over, Zhang Yi looked like formalin at the moment, no, Sherlock Holmes possessed his body, took out the needle and thread in his mother's sewing box and began to wear it.

Threading a threaded sewing needle through a small hole in the glass, he tugged at the thread behind the needle and began to look for possible dents in his bedroom, or holes?

"Huh? How could it be this position? ”

Zhang Yi's whole person is in a large shape, with his left foot on the bed and his right foot on his solid wood computer desk. With his left hand, he tugged at one end of the thread, and with his right hand, he pushed the ball of thread to the hole under the north wall of the bedroom.

It is not a small power to be able to punch holes in the wall, but the most bizarre thing is that the holes in the wall are from the bottom to the top. In other words, the culprit who broke the glass in his bedroom was throwing objects from above, or hitting them with something like a slingshot.

Turning his head to look out the window, it was empty, there was no building, who could fly up and rush to his room?

If it is said that the gravel crushed by the car bursts out, it is definitely not so powerful, it can punch a hole in the wall, and the sharp-eyed Zhang Yi found that the hole in the wall is about 2 centimeters deep, and there is a silver-gray metal object. Judging by its size, it looks like it's four or five millimeters, but it's just the buckshot used on those air dogs.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, no matter how you fly up and punch a hole in Lao Tzu's glass, you almost broke my fish screen, Lao Tzu will also cut out your criminal evidence and call the police, and you lawbreakers will be brought to justice."

Just do it, Zhang Yi found paper clips, small tweezers, a stab needle for inserting a mobile phone card, and even the largest sewing needle, trying to get this "lead bullet" out, but he was busy sweating profusely and couldn't succeed.

"I still don't believe in you, I don't believe I can't get you today." Zhang Yi's strength came up, took off his pajamas, ran to move his father's toolbox, and took out the electric drill to dry.

"Hey, what are you doing, you kid doesn't sleep and wants to rebel, put it down, put down the electric drill for me." Dong Xiaohua just washed his face and prepared to make breakfast, but he saw his son excitedly carrying an electric drill and didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Uh, Mom, I've got a hole in the wall, and I've got to get the evidence out so I can call the police." Raising the electric drill in his hand, Zhang Yizhen said with a smile.

Dong Xiaohua was speechless, stroked his forehead and said helplessly: "Put down the electric drill, what should you do, there is a hole in the wall and ask your father to get white ash for you, what evidence do you take, you take the electric drill and put it in, there is no evidence, your wall is also destroyed, put it down, hurry up and go to sleep, I stayed up late last night, right?" ”

For his son, Dong Xiaohua still approves of it. 23 years old, 1.78 meters tall, a little handsome, graduated from a university art major, can draw a good hand. I was dumped by my girlfriend just after graduation, and I was in no mood to work, so I took on some odd jobs on the Internet at home, and by the way, I was a game anchor, and I also had an income of several thousand yuan a month, although it was a bit homely, but it still reassured her.

Zhang Yi was reminded by his mother, the secret way is indeed so, poke it with an electric drill, the lead bullet is soft, and if it is not good, it will be squeezed directly into the drill bit, where is the evidence, embarrassingly put the electric drill, and ran back to the bedroom to continue to dig with the tools he has at hand.

Dong Xiaohua shook his head helplessly, and muttered to himself: "I didn't ask this kid what happened to his girlfriend before, but it seems that he is very powerful in this lovelorn blow, and he is still in a trance for a few months. ”

……

More than three hours later, Zhang Yi made a lot of effort, but he successfully made a pit in the wall of his bedroom, which he used the small file in the nail clipper to grind out, what a big project.

"Papa" slapped the dust on his hands twice, and Zhang Yi said excitedly: "Sample, it's not that I'm no match for Lao Tzu, I'll get you out anyway, give it to me." ”

The tweezers, with his great force, bent.

pliers, because the "warhead" inside is too slippery and always can't be clamped.

After more than half an hour, Zhang Yi collapsed, and directly started to pinch it out with his fingers, he could clearly see that it was a "lead bullet" or something very similar to lead bullet, and it was the culprit who broke the glass.

Even if you can't call the police, find out this thing, and show it to your dozens of viewers during the live broadcast at night, that's a good conversation.

But as soon as his fingers touched the object, there was a tingling sensation, and a sharp dizziness.

"Rub, I've been busy all morning, I haven't eaten breakfast, I'm a little dizzy when I'm hungry and I prick my hand, you, let you go first, and come back to toss you after lunch."

Because he refused to eat breakfast, Zhang Yi was also counted down by his mother, and then his mother went out to have something, he tossed at home until now, and even punctured his right index finger, and there was really no one.

I came out to wash my hands, and when I saw the small wound on my index finger, I felt that it didn't matter. Zhang Yi was about to come back with a moon cake in his mouth and continue to work, but he was stunned by a rectangular light curtain that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ding~ binding successful, please replenish bioenergy as soon as possible!"

In the center of the dark blue rectangular frame, a line of small characters in fluorescent green is displayed, floating directly in front of Zhang Yi's eyes, unable to shake off or rub off, no matter how desperately he shakes his head or rubs his eyes.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on?" Zhang Yi was completely stunned.