my bedroom is alien

Chapter 1 My God
Chapter 1 My God

"mom……"

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

"Crazy, what's the ghost howling in the early morning?"

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

There are angry voices from the residents in this building, which annoys everyone. Your howling in the early morning of the big weekend really makes people speechless, and it makes people not want to go back to sleep.

"What are you doing, howling early in the morning?" The mother in pajamas rubbed her sleepy eyes and opened the door and walked in, only to see her handsome son pointing at the glass in the bedroom and making a fuss about something broken.

Rubbing his eyes, Dong Xiaohua said speechlessly: "Isn't it just a small hole in the glass, just change it again, your father will come back tomorrow and ask him to give you the money, really, how big a man is, to be so frightened by such a small thing , stop making noise, the neighbors scolded you for being crazy, go to bed quickly."

"Fuck? Is this the end?" Zhang Yi, the one who yelled just now, scratched his head, grinned instantly, picked up the phone next to the pillow, opened the same city website, and began to inquire about glass installation services.

"Hey, it costs 180 yuan to install at home. I asked my dad for [-] yuan. The rest of the money can be spent again. It's such a happy decision." Turning off the phone, Zhang Yi, who was just about to catch up on sleep, suddenly felt wrong.

Their building is the southernmost building in the community, and further south is a low-rise factory area. His family lives on the fourth floor, and if the hole the size of a mung bean on the bedroom glass was punched out from downstairs, then~
Turning around, Zhang Yi looked like Formalin at the moment, no, Holmes possessed him, took out the needles and thread from his mother's sewing box and began to thread.

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

"Huh? Why is it in this position?"

Zhang Yi was in the shape of a big character, with his left foot on the bed and his right foot on his solid wood computer desk.With his left hand, he gently grabbed one end of the thread, and with his right hand, he pushed the ball of thread to the small hole under the north wall of the bedroom.

Being able to punch a hole in the wall is not a small power, but the most weird thing is that the hole in the wall and the small hole in the glass are from the bottom to the top.In other words, the culprit who broke the glass in his bedroom was thrown from above, or hit with a slingshot or something like that.

He turned his head and looked out the window, it was empty and there was no building, who could fly up to his room?
If it was shot out by the gravel crushed by the car, it would definitely not be so powerful. It could punch a hole in the wall, and the sharp-eyed Zhang Yi discovered that the depth of the small hole in the wall was about 2 cm. A silver gray metal object.Judging by its size of four or five millimeters, it is not the lead bullets used in those gas dogs.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, and no matter what method you use to fly up and punch a hole in Lao Tzu's glass, and almost break my hairtail screen at you, Lao Tzu will also dig out your criminal evidence and call the police, and you will definitely be arrested." These criminals will be brought to justice."

As soon as he said it, Zhang Yi found paper clips, small tweezers, poking needles for inserting mobile phone cards, and even the largest sewing needles. He wanted to get this "lead bullet" out, but he was too busy. Sweat profusely, but also failed.

"I still don't believe you are so evil, I don't believe I can't get you out today." Zhang Yi's stubbornness came up, he took off his pajamas, ran to bring his father's toolbox, took out the electric drill, and was about to start working .

"Hey, what are you doing? You want to rebel if you don't sleep. Put it down, put down the electric drill for me." Dong Xiaohua just washed his face and prepared to make breakfast, but saw his son excitedly holding the electric drill and didn't know what he wanted to do. Forget it, whatever What is he doing, nothing good will happen.

"Uh, mom, a hole was punched in my wall too, I have to take out the evidence so that I can call the police." Zhang Yi raised the electric drill in his hand, and said plausibly.

Dong Xiaohua was speechless, he put his hand on his forehead and said helplessly: "Put down the electric drill, what are you supposed to do, there is a hole in the wall, just turn around and let your dad put white plaster on it for you, what evidence is there, you take an electric drill Go in now, there is no evidence, and your wall is ruined, let it go, let it go to sleep, you stayed up late last night, right?"

Dong Xiaohua still approves of his son. 23 years old, 1.7 meters tall, a little handsome, graduated from a university majoring in fine arts, and can draw well.She was dumped by her girlfriend just after graduating, and she was not in the mood to work, so she took on odd jobs online at home, and worked as a game anchor by the way, earning a few thousand yuan a month. Although she was a bit of a nerd, it was quite reassuring for her .

Zhang Yi was reminded by his mother that this is indeed the case. He took the electric drill and poked it down. The lead bullet was soft. If he couldn’t tell, he was squeezed directly onto the drill bit. Where did he get any evidence? He put the electric drill away in embarrassment. , ran back to the bedroom in desperation and continued to dig with the tools he had on hand.

Dong Xiaohua shook his head helplessly, and said to himself: "I didn't ask what happened to this boy and his girlfriend before, but it seems that he was hit hard by the broken relationship. It has been a few months and he is still in a trance. It seems Zhang Luo Zhang Luo my old sisters, introduce someone to him and arrange a blind date, that's it."

……

After more than three hours, Zhang Yi spent a lot of effort, which can be regarded as successfully making a dent in the wall of his bedroom. Big project Yo.

"Papa" patted the dust on his hands twice, Zhang Yi said excitedly: "Xiao Mian, it's not like I can't beat Lao Tzu, so let's get you out anyway, come out for me."

The tweezers, under his force, bent.

Pliers, because the "bullet" inside is too slippery and can't hold it.

After more than half an hour, Zhang Yi collapsed and started to pinch it out with his fingers. He could clearly see that there was a "lead bullet" or something similar to a lead bullet inside, the culprit of breaking the glass that's it.

Even if you can't call the police, find out this thing, and share it with your dozens of viewers during the live broadcast at night, that would be a good conversation piece.

But as soon as the finger touched the object, there was a tingling sensation, plus a severe dizziness.

"Shit, I've been busy all morning, I didn't eat breakfast, I was a little dizzy and pricked my hand, fuck you, let me let you go, and come back to torment you after lunch."

Because he refused to eat breakfast, Zhang Yi was scolded by his mother, and then his mother went out to have something to do. He has been tossing at home until now, and he even pricked his right index finger. It is really no one.

I went out and washed my hands, and seeing the small wound on my index finger, I felt that it didn't matter.Zhang Yi was about to return to work with the mooncake in his mouth, but he was startled by a rectangular light curtain that suddenly appeared in front of him. His mouth opened wide, and the mooncake fell to the ground and rolled away.

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

In the center of the dark blue rectangular frame, there is a line of small fluorescent green characters floating directly in front of Zhang Yi's eyes, which cannot be shaken off or rubbed off, no matter how desperately he shakes his head or rubs his eyes.

"My God, what happened?" Zhang Yi was completely stunned.

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