Sitting on the chair, Ling Ping'an is still thinking about the morning.

"How can I pee like ink..."

"The color of urine has changed, that's all..."

"But what about that coal ash?"

He felt unable to understand.

However, there seems to be nothing abnormal in the body.

There is no pain there, there is no growth of anything bad.

Most importantly, he urinated later.

As a result, the color is normal.

There is no strange fragrance.

"Am I dazed this morning?" He thought.

But it's not like that.

He remembered it very clearly and very carefully.

The ink like urine, the thick coal ash floating in the toilet.

Ding Dong!

Then the doorbell rang.

Ling Ping'an stood up and asked, "who is that?"

"Hello, I'm from Xin'an express Here's your package! " Outside the door, a husky male voice that seemed a little ugly replied.

Ling Ping'an goes to the door and opens it.

I saw a man in express uniform, wearing a protective helmet, with some burn scars on his face, holding a express box. He lowered his head and handed it over.

"Your express!" He has a hoarse voice, which is not like the vocal cords.

It's like squeezing out of your teeth.

Ling Ping An frowned and looked at each other's face.

There are very serious burn marks.

So there was no doubt about him.

"Thank you He took the delivery.

"You're welcome!" The man said, "it's a great honor to serve you."

Some of the body seems to be shaking because of fear or pain.

Ling Ping'an thought that the express delivery man was because of inferiority or fear, so he said, "Sir, would you like to come in and drink some water?"

The other party immediately shook his head: "no need I still have a job... "

"Then take your time!" Ling Ping An said with a smile.

The other side bowed deeply, then walked slowly to the elevator.

He walks in a strange way.

Unlike normal people, let Lingping feel that he is moving forward.

"Another poor man!" Ling Ping'an sighs and closes the door.

He took the express box to the living room and tore open the outer package.

It shows what's inside.

It's the outfit he ordered from the e-commerce platform yesterday.

It's a dark red weird triangular headgear.

A big red robe.

It's an old, sharp stick that looks a little creepy.

In addition, there is a seller's card.

The words on the card are very attentive.

"All ignorant things are always afraid of death!"

"But They don't know that sometimes the dead are more useful than the living! "

Ling Ping'an looked at the crooked words written in red paint on the card.

He laughed: "the current e-commerce is really professional!"

He looked at the headgear in the box.

Ghosts and gods make the poor extend their hands, take them in their hands, and then put them on their heads.

……………………

Zhang Hui looks at the man in the express uniform on the monitor.

He was breathing fast.

He looked at each other, a express box, to the hands of that.

Then he looked at him and walked into the elevator.

The elevator door closes.

All the monitoring images, snowflakes appear at the same time.

When the surveillance returned to normal, the man had disappeared.

It's like it never happened.

"This is..." Zhang Hui felt a little short of breath.

"This is the only warning he can give to ordinary people.

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