Chapter 675: Tracking
For the next three days, Zhang Heng and Bai Qing took turns monitoring the funeral ho. During that period, he slipped into the morgue again, taking another CT scan and confirming that the creature in the fourth ventricle was still there.
It seed they were not in a rush to retrieve the body. It had Zhang Heng wondering if the creature might be dead. After all, the CT scan showed that it had not changed its position.
He had now also beco a frequent visitor to the teacher’s office. Usually, grandpa would not stick his nose into his business. Still, this ti, the elderly man had no choice but to remind his grandson upon arriving ho yesterday afternoon. So Bai Qing got Zhang Heng to hand her his howork, where early the next morning, at the shift change, she brought along so breakfast and the completed work.
To prevent the teacher from recognizing the different handwriting, Bai Qing tried her best to imitate his. Finally, the teacher did not summon Zhang Heng to the office today. The teacher even complinted him.
When Zhang Heng handed in his howork on ti, the teacher did not complint him. After not handing in any assignnts for three whole days, the teacher was surprised to see him passing it up this ti.
Back to the surveillance site, there hadn’t been any movent for so ti. Zhang Heng began to wonder if perhaps, there might be sothing wrong with his plan.
He had tried his best to avoid every conceivable risk, but if those creatures had replaced most humans living in society, there would be at least twenty of them watching him in the classroom right now. In other words, it would be pointless to keep treading carefully. Fortunately, the possibility of sothing like that happening was minute. If that were true, then the creatures wouldn’t have spared a second and attacked him right here, right now.
Besides, Zhang Heng hadn’t given up on the drowning case yet. Earlier, he learned from the security guard that the three children often left the community together. He wanted to know where they usually headed to.
Hiding his mobile phone under the desk, Zhang Heng looked at the map, when he suddenly received a ssage.
It was from Bai Qing, and had only three words in it.
[They are here]
Zhang Heng could sense Bai Qing’s tension and anxiety on the other side of the phone, and he quickly replied.
[Install the tracker and wait for .]
He turned around to look at the clock hanging at the back. The physics class he was in was only halfway through, and there were still 20 minutes to go. He couldn’t wait that long. The only way out was to lie to the physics teacher standing in front of the class right now.
At the ti when nobody was paying attention to him, Zhang Heng dug the root of his tongue with a pencil, and within seconds, he vomited all over the floor. Blue veins popped up on his neck, and he looked terribly ill.
When the teacher saw this, he hurriedly stepped down from the podium and ca over. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked with the utmost concern.
“I don’t know. My stomach is upset after I drank a bottle of expired yogurt this morning,” replied Zhang Heng, his voice quivering and his brow lined with cold sweat.
“Ah, could it acute enteritis.” The physics teacher said with a solemn expression, “You have to go to the hospital imdiately. Hold up, let
see which teacher is available now.”
“No need, Teacher Zheng, I will go to the hospital on my own.”
“How could I let you go alone in your current state?” Teacher Zheng shook his head.
“I know a friend who works in the hospital. He will take care of
once I arrive. I’m just a little weak, but I still have the strength to take a taxi,” Zhang Heng said. “Can you please inform my class teacher, sir? I will hand in the request-to-leave form later.”
“Okay. You’d better go to the hospital now,” replied teacher Zheng.
Zhang Heng returned to his seat, grabbed his schoolbag, and left the classroom.
As for the vomit on the floor, his classmates would clean up for him. This could be considered a perk for the sick.
Upon leaving the school grounds, Zhang Heng first called a friend at the hospital and asked her to issue him a sick leave slip.
The latter did not feel good when he heard Zhang Heng’s request. “Are you going to do sothing bad again? Don’t keep involving
in your business, and you haven’t told
where the last CT film ca from.”
“First, help
to co up with a cover story. Later, my class teacher will call my grandfather. You tell him that I am with you and I’m doing fine. I will head back once I feel better. As for the CT image, I will tell you everything once it’s all over,” Zhang Heng replied.
“Okay, don’t do it again next ti,” the person at the other end of the phone sighed. He then paused and added, “After I looked at the image you sent , it looks a bit like a parasite. Later, I tried and read so articles about it, but nothing helped
understand it better. And the shape of the fourth ventricle, it’s so strange.”
“Tell no one about this,” Zhang Heng exhorted.
After creating the perfect cover for himself, he could finally turn his attention to Bai Qing again. Imdiately, he sent a ssage to her.
[How is everything?]
This ti, Bai Qing did not reply imdiately.
Although the situation was urgent, Zhang Heng made a detour to a nearby shopping mall to ditch anyone that might be following him. He changed to a new set of clothes, took a taxi, and rushed to the funeral ho.
Bai Qing finally replied when he was in the car.
[It’s done.]
Afterward, Zhang Heng received a notification on his phone that the target car was on the move. He could tell from the tracker that the car was heading toward the east of the city, consistent with his previous investigation results. At that ti, he had tried to track down the college student, and the last place he stopped turned out to be the east of the city.
Another signal then appeared on Zhang Heng’s cellphone. Sent by another micro tracker, this one was moving in the sa direction as the car.
It appeared that not only had Bai Qing completed the task, but she even did sothing extra.
[Wait for
to co over.] replied Zhang Heng.
The school and the funeral ho were quite a distance apart, and it wasn’t until forty minutes later that Zhang Heng arrived at the van. At the sa ti, he could see that the car he was tracking was not far from the underground parking lot he had gone to. anwhile, Bai Qing was very anxious, sending him several WeChat ssages, constantly asking his whereabouts.
[I have arrived.]
Upon receiving the ssage, Bai Qing opened the door and poked her head out. The two then exchange their secret codes. Zhang Heng then took the driver’s seat, and Bai Qing moved aside. “I don’t know how they did it,” she lanted while putting on her seatbelt. “There was sothing wrong with the freezer unit, so they pretended to be technicians and took the body with them.”
“Did you see how they took away the body?”
“No,” Bai Qing shook her head. “They blocked the cara with their backs, but I recorded a short clip,” she said, sending the video that she had just edited to Zhang Heng.
The clip showed a fat man and a thin man. Apart from one having a leg problem, they looked no different from ordinary people.
“How did you put the tracker on them?” Zhang Heng asked.
“I played to the advantage of being a woman.”
“Hmm?”
“What are you thinking? I ant it’s normal that a woman asks a man for so assistance. Usually, it’s difficult for a man to refuse a lady,” Bai Qing explained. “I asked them to help
to carry two wreaths, and then I gave them a can of fruit candy. The tracker is located on the bottom layer of the candy can.”
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