48 Hours a Day

“Do you think I never thought of breaking myself?” The lame man sighed, “If you have also tried suicide, you will know how strong the human survival instinct is, no matter what tomorrow, you can live a day. It’s a good thing.”

“So you became the ghost now because of the scientific expedition more than ten years ago?”

The lame man had been responding like a stream before, and his face changed drastically after hearing this question, wondering, “Who the hell are you, why would you know that scientific adventure?”

“It seems that we can finally get to the point,” Zhang Heng said, “Let him talk about the scientific adventure that year, tell him what he saw and heard, and it’s best not to fall .”

Song Jia translated Zhang Heng’s words to the lame man, “We know that you were the expedition’s guide, and took them to the no man’s land, where did you see what?”