Su Yang looked at the bags of beverages while his phone kept ringing in his pocket. A quick hesitation later, he said, "Deeny, answer the phone and put it on loudspeaker."
Right after the call went through, a rather rough voice with an accent came through the phone. "'Ello, 'ello, is this Mr. Su?"
Su Yang continued walking as he answered the phone, "Yes, I am. Who is this?"
The rough voice said, "I'm the delivery man. Your parcel is here!"
The first reaction Su Yang had was shock. 'Sh*t! Have I been exposed?! Did the related department get tired of checking water meters and change to the pretext of delivering a parcel? Should I run away?!'
He would not have any burden even if he ran away because all his belongings were in his phone, even his clothes. He was practically living a nomadic life.