At 7:15 on Wednesday morning, I stood at the door of my unit building and found that the key to my electric car was missing.
It's not the panic of rummaging through your pockets, it's a definite loss. I worked overtime until 10:30 last night. I remember clearly hanging the keys on the hook of the electric car, locking the car, and walking upstairs. In addition to electric car keys, the key chain also contains house keys and company locker room keys. The keys have been used for three years, and the plastic handles are polished until they shine.
I stood downstairs for five minutes, kicking the tires of the electric car. The car is still there, the lock is in good condition, and the hook is empty. There were a few old people doing morning exercises in the community. Aunt Zhang passed by with a sword in hand and asked me what was wrong.
"The key is lost," I said, "it's hanging up here."
"Today's thieves are so powerful," Aunt Zhang frowned, "Even stealing keys?"
"Maybe it's just a random thing." I didn't take it seriously, thinking that in the worst case I would find a locksmith to change the locks, and take a taxi to work first.
When I arrived at the company, my colleague Xiao Lin saw that I looked bad and asked me if I felt uncomfortable. I told her about losing the key, and she smacked her lips: "This is a bit scary. What if someone takes the key to open your door?"
"Probably not," I said, but felt a little scared in my heart, "Maybe I just stole one and stole the electric car later?"
"Then you have to be careful," Xiao Lin said, "Why don't you change the locks as soon as you get off work today?"
I nodded, mentally planning to go to the property management company after get off work to check the surveillance system.
