48 Hours a Day - Chapter 482

Chapter 482: 482

Chapter 482 He Is Coming Back

Han Lu did not wake up until the night . This time, she slept a total of 14 hours . Even so, she still felt drained after waking up, her long slumber unable to make up for the past days of lost sleep . She eventually opened her eyes, much to Zhang Heng’s relief . He still wasn’t sure why Hypnos disappeared after letting Han Lu go when he clearly held the advantage . As of now, Han Lu was thankfully out of danger . Zhang Heng said, “For safety’s sake, you’d better call me or send me a text every morning . You don’t have to do it for too long . One month will do . I want to make sure that Hypnos will not target you anymore . ” “No problem…” Han Lu paused, “…you saved me . ” “Uhh, I’m not too sure about that . ”

Although Zhang Heng suspected that Hypnos’ sudden retreat could have something to do with him, he had no intention of claiming glory without collecting sufficient evidence .

“You can’t deny that you are the one that saved me . ” Han Lu did not hesitate, “If you didn’t read the message I sent you, I would have died in my sleep,” she went on thoughtfully . “Thank the key item provided by Shen Xixi’s team as well . Otherwise, we would have never been able to enter your dream world . ”

“I will find a way to repay them… it’s thanks to you that they are here to help me . Let’s get back to our previous topic—you saved my life . If I count what happened at the hospital, this is the second time you’ve saved me . So… What do you want?” Han Lu asked directly .

“…I don’t lack anything for the time being, but I will come to you if I need anything . ” Zhang Heng stood up and put on his coat . “I skipped a whole day’s class, so I’m going back to school now . I cooked you a meal while you were asleep and put it on the table . You can have a good meal after a shower . ”

Nothing unusual happened in the next two weeks . Zhang Heng had also successfully obtained his driver’s license, though he had to wait for his car’s registration plate . He had to first apply for a number before trying the lucky draw that happened twice in a month . The winning probability of that was comparable to that of the lottery . Even with Lucky Rabbit’s Foot, it was impossible to win on the first draw .

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry, anyway . The car could be driven under the name of Han Lu’s company . In fact, Zhang Heng had taken his four dormmates for a meal the very night he got his driver’s license . And they deliberately picked a place far away from the school . Chen Huadong was a little apprehensive about Zhang Heng’s driving skills, unable to stop reminding him to look out for oncoming traffic . He held onto his seatbelt nervously as Zhang Heng drove, but the moment there was a little road congestion, he saw how Zhang Heng skillfully navigated through the traffic . In the end, he shut his mouth and let Zhang Heng do what he did best . As he got off the car, he approached Zhang Heng to ask who his coach was, hoping to get a recommendation . With no hesitation, Zhang Heng passed Chen Huadong the coach’ WeChat contact . Chen Huadong was already dreaming that he would become king of the road after 20 days of intensive training . There was always a gap between idealism and reality . Zhang Heng learned nothing special from the driving school except for standard driving techniques and traffic regulations . On the other hand, his extraordinary driving skills were from the owner of a fishery shop in the Tokyo Drift quest .

Since he was the driver, Zhang Heng was the only one that didn’t touch the booze . After the meal, he drove the slightly drunk Ma Wei, an utterly unconscious Wei Jiangyang, and a seemingly fine Chen Huadong back to the dormitory .

After attempting to carry Wei Jiangyang to his bed, Zhang Heng turned on his computer, and that was when the power cut off . Before this, he had been doing some research about the scientific expedition to Greenland 17 years ago . That was when he found two Facebook pages of the members and a Twitter account . Since he could get no useful information on Twitter, and the Facebook profiles were private, Zhang Heng’s could not carry on with his investigation . Thanks to his hacking skills mastered up to Lv2 upon returning from Whistleblower, he managed to retrieve their passwords covertly . Finally, he got to log into their accounts to seek for more information . Zhang Heng first logged into Nicholson’s Facebook account . Formerly a SEAL member, he was 50 this year . From the photo, he looked adamant; his chest muscles were in good shape, and he had a pair of muscular arms as well . He was in a pair of beach pants in the photo, squatting on the sand while roasting oysters on the grill . Behind him was a young girl hugging him affectionately by the neck . After that, Zhang Heng reencountered the young girl in other pictures . She was standing with another older woman . If he guessed correctly, those two should be Nicholson’s daughter and wife . After the expedition, Nicholson returned to Colorado, where he started a small construction company . Due to poor management, it closed down four years ago . He later became a truck driver . He wasn’t on Facebook very often . Most of the photos on it were of him with his family , and although he was 50-years-old, he often received greetings from pretty ladies thanks to his tough appearance . Nicholson, however, ignored all of them .

Apart from that, Zhang Heng also noticed that Nicholson regularly updated his Facebook profile in March, May, and August every year . It could be a coincidence, or he was hiding something . He also posted about stuff he did while he was still a SEAL . Despite all that, he posted nothing about the scientific expedition, as if he didn’t want anyone knowing about the trip to Greenland seventeen years ago . The Facebook account of psychiatrist Marshall carried a little more excitement . He frequently shared his thoughts about work and notable events in his life . Then, late at night, especially before dawn, Marshall would post something that didn’t make much sense . It went in the tone of: [He has spotted me…] [I still remember… Those crazy whirlpools… Torn apart…] [Eyes! His eyes… He is coming back!] These were all posts written from his perspective . Thanks to his secrecy, nobody ever knew what he had to endure in the dead of night . The 42-year-old Marshall was different from Nicholson . He had not married until now and had only one girlfriend he dated for around five years until they separated last year . According to Marshall, it was because she couldn’t stand his sleepwalking . But intuition told Zhang Heng that there were deeper reasons behind the breakup . The week after Marshall split with his girl, he never updated his Facebook again . Zhang Heng had no idea what happened to him .

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