Reborn I don't need a heroine

In the early morning of the next day, Pei Ningle felt the hunger in his belly the first second after waking up.

The girl rubbed her stomach, subconsciously wanting to brush her teeth and wash her face, but when she walked into the bathroom and turned the tap, she realized that the tap water had already stopped.

She can only take a bottle of mineral water, rinse her mouth a few more times as brushing her teeth, and splash some water on her face as washing her face.

As for breakfast, I can only drink a few more sips of water, try to fill up with water as much as possible. In this way, at least the hunger will not be so strong.

Then Pei Ningle came to the living room and saw Wang Heng still lying on the sofa, fast asleep.

Birds and insects could be heard outside the window. It was full of vitality, but it made the girl feel very melancholy. She could vaguely hear the sound of cars passing by, but the source of the sound was too far away to be counted on.

She sat on the armrest of the sofa and looked down at Wang Heng's sleeping face. After a long time, the girl stomped her feet and made up her mind.

"You can't starve to death here, come on, it won't be worse if you try more!"

Pei Ningle came to the window and pushed hard on the anti-theft bar outside the window. Those thumb-thick iron bars are already rusty, but they are hopelessly strong. She took another breath and pushed it out with all her strength, but she remained motionless.

In this house, apart from the window in the living room, there is also a window in the bedroom, kitchen and toilet. The window of the toilet is too small, let alone, the windows of the kitchen and bedroom are also equipped with anti-theft bars.

After probing around with both hands in vain, Pei Ningle found tools in the room. It didn't take long, however, for her to discover that the house had been cleaned really well. Not to mention crowbars and the like, not even a knife or even a needle can be found. Except for empty mineral water bottles, some plastic garbage and the like, there seems to be nothing here...

After wandering around the house for an unknown amount of time, the girl suddenly heard Wang Heng's calm voice:

"what are you doing?"

Pei Ningle turned around and stared at him, but didn't notice any panic on his face. Seeing his expression, the girl's mood was also a little more stable.

She said: "I'm looking for something, the kind that can break open a window."

Wang Heng smiled: "The reason why Brother Song locked us here is because he was convinced that we would not be able to get out. Even if there were tools available here, he is not a fool, and he would definitely take them away in advance."

Pei Ningle asked back: "Then what can you do?"

Wang Heng: "Didn't I just say it yesterday, just wait, anyway, he doesn't dare to tear up the ticket."

"Just wait like that?" Of course, Pei Ningle couldn't be convinced by this answer. The girl who had calmed down a little bit couldn't help but widen her eyes again, with her hands on her hips, as if she wanted to get angry but had nowhere to vent her anger.

Of course she understood that it was entirely her own responsibility to fall into this unsolvable trap. Wang Heng was dragged down by her, and it was quite kind to not get angry at her. But I understand that I understand, the anger in the girl's heart has nowhere to vent, it is really uncomfortable to hold back.

Seeing this, Wang Heng understood that it was a bit unreasonable not to comfort her. So he took out his mobile phone, gestured for silence, then typed a few words into the mobile phone, and handed it to her.

Pei Ningle looked at the screen of the mobile phone, and saw that there was such a sentence written on the text message page that had not been sent: [Don't make a sound, there are bugs in this room, but there is no camera, I'm sure. 】

Facing the girl's puzzled gaze, Wang Heng nodded quite resolutely.

Brother Song's actions last night actually illustrated this point. The sentence "How do you know I won't tear up the ticket" at the beginning of the negotiation is enough to prove the existence of bugs. And if there's still a camera, there's absolutely no need for the guy to try to negotiate.

Pei Ningle thought for a while, took the phone, deleted this sentence, typed a few words, and handed it back.

[Then what should we do? 】

[Don't worry, I've already called the police. 】

【when? 】

[Yesterday afternoon, I told my friend that I called the police without taking the initiative to contact. 】

Seeing these words, the girl finally let out a sigh of relief, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

But soon, she had new worries. She leaned on Wang Heng's shoulder and whispered into his ear: "Are you sure the police can find this place? Such a remote place..."

Wang Heng shrank his neck subconsciously and avoided it.

Then he took his phone back, thought for a moment, and typed in another sentence: [When I called the police, I included the license plate of that car. Don't worry, the police will be here in less than two days. 】

Seeing this sentence, Pei Ningle burst into tears, almost biting Wang Heng's ear: "You didn't lie to me?"

Wang Heng entered the two words [of course] on the phone again. But before he handed over the phone, he realized that Pei Ningle had hugged him. Finally seeing the hope of being saved, the girl was about to burst into tears.

He found an excuse to get away, and whispered in the girl's ear: "I'm going to the bathroom, let me go."

Pei Ningle obediently let go and watched him go into the toilet.

Wang Heng not only closed the toilet door, but also locked it from the inside. But he didn't really let go, but took out the gray hamster from his pants pocket, held it in front of him, and remained silent for a few seconds.

The hamster said in a soft voice: "There are no bugs in the toilet, don't worry."

Wang Heng asked in a low voice, "Did you scratch me in your pocket just now?"

Mr. Administrator raised his head: "You have been in trouble for so long, why didn't you ask me for help?"

"Because I don't think my life is in danger. That Brother Song doesn't have the consciousness to see blood at all. A child like Pei Ningle can't see it, but I can see it. Counting the mental age and rounding it up, I'm an uncle in his thirties. Already."

Wang Heng suddenly felt that it was a pity that he didn't know how to smoke. Otherwise, if he lit one now and exhaled a mist full of vicissitudes, he might look like a mature man.

At this time, Mr. Administrator said: "I have to admit, your judgment is fine. The police will arrive within today."

The smile on the corner of Wang Heng's mouth widened even further: "Have you confirmed everything?"

"Well, I can remind you. There is no need to be so cowardly in the future. I have said that my time and space authority is related to your life, so it is impossible to sit by and watch you die. Whether it is an amateur kidnapper like this time, or I will touch you in the future. Girls who came here, if life is really in danger, I will definitely remind you."

Mr. Administrator patted its small chest, and it looked very cute. As for how reliable these words are, there is no way of knowing.

Wang Heng didn't argue with it, just nodded to show that he understood, then put it back in his pocket, and used the toilet for real.

Since the water has been cut off for a long time, the button of the toilet is just a decoration. Wang Heng took a bottle of mineral water and flushed the toilet, washed his hands, walked to the living room leisurely while drying them, and sat down.

Pei Ningle next to him couldn't help sighing, "You really aren't nervous at all..."

Wang Heng smiled and said, "This is called the general's style."

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