It rained like God was pouring water on my feet.
Jian Cangcang held half a cigarette in her mouth and squinted at the screen of her phone. At 11:30 p. M., The order was sent from "Splendid Garden" in the west of the city - that place had a more famous name ten years ago: Ghost Tower.
He blew out a smoke ring and grinned.
"Fuck, it's a dangerous house." The cigarette butt sizzled in the rain and was put out, "Just add more money."
The electric car rushed into the rain, and there were two packs of Soft China and a bottle of Feitian Moutai in the trunk. The customer's note is clearly written: "Send it to Building 7, 404, leave it at the door and leave. Don't knock."
Jian Cangcang is familiar with the door and the road. After three years of working in this industry, what strange request have you not seen? Last time, a boss asked him to deliver an urn to a nightclub in the middle of the night, and he was tipped five thousand.
The security booth at Splendid Garden is empty, with the railing half raised. Several street lights were broken, and only the one under the 7th building was still on. The light bulb had poor contact and was flickering.
The door of 404 is dark red.
Jian Cangcang put the cigarettes and wine at the door, took a photo and sent it to the platform. Just as he turned to leave, the door suddenly opened a crack by itself.
"... Is anyone there?"
No response.
He hesitated for three seconds and opened the door. All the lights in the room were on, and there were four dishes and one soup on the dining table in the living room, still steaming with the last trace of heat. Braised pork, steamed fish, stir-fried vegetables, tomato and egg soup—all are home-cooked dishes.
