my stealth fighter

Chapter 2 The Bird of Fright
People who have never experienced door-to-door debt collection cannot imagine the horror of being duped by a room full of creditors, all kinds of harsh words, pushing and shoving, splashing paint on the door and the wall, There are debt collection notices posted all over the place, and there are even blatant threats of pouring gasoline on the door.

Fortunately, he is a boy. If he were replaced by a young girl, I am afraid that the plot in the 18X small book of the "Borrowing Money XX" series will become a reality...

Every time the address was exposed and the creditors blocked the door, Jiang Chanji could only escape from the toilet desperately by urinating or excreting. Anyway, he had no luggage.

He was sorry to the landlord who was implicated by him, the room was messed up because of him, and it would take a lot of trouble to rent it out again, but what could he do?Is it his fault?
Over time, the young man has accumulated a set of reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance experience that he shouldn't have at his age, and he has become more and more proficient in hiding his whereabouts. The most important thing is that he cannot use his ID card.

In modern society, many things are connected to the Internet. Among the creditors, there are some supernatural beings. Whether he uses his ID card to rent a house, apply for a part-time job, or buy a bus ticket, the creditors will be approached the next day at the latest.

During an escape, he lost his ID card, which has not been reissued for the above reasons.

Without an ID card, he will definitely encounter many inconveniences in terms of basic necessities of life, but if he wants to survive, he has to make a choice. Compared to exposing his whereabouts and being chased and intercepted by creditors, he would rather be a black household.

Speaking of which, although the landlord aunt always looks like a raging tyrannosaurus rex when pressing the rent, since she is willing to take in him who has no ID card and has been in arrears with the rent, she should be considered a good person, right?

All the way to flee, Jiang Chanji felt sorry for the landlords who were implicated by him. If the courier at the door is really a creditor in disguise, then he must leave before other creditors hear the news. At least don't let the place be splashed with paint , Splash gasoline.

Taking a step back, regardless of whether the courier is a real courier or not, it is not a good thing to allow him to keep calling his name at the door. If other residents in the building hear him, he may fall into the ears of the creditors. After all, the people living in this dilapidated apartment building are from the bottom of society, and they are probably also in debt.

So, Jiang Chanji gritted his teeth and said to the door: "Don't knock, don't shout, open the door immediately."

The shouting and knocking on the door finally stopped.

Jiang Chanji walked to the door, put his heart on hold, and slammed the door open.

There was a young man standing outside the door, holding a cardboard box in his hand, wearing a courier uniform, and staring impatiently at Jiang Chanji, "Isn't there someone in the room? Why didn't you open the door? My voice is almost hoarse!" "

Jiang Chanji also looked him up and down, thinking to himself: If this is a creditor in disguise, it looks like a disguise...

"I'm sorry, I was too sleepy. I fell asleep just now, so I didn't hear..." Jiang Chanji apologized in a low voice, glanced at the cardboard box, and said with a smile, "I kept you waiting."

The courier was suffocated, all the other express items were delivered, and this was the only one left. He wanted to get off work as soon as he finished delivery, so as not to have to come to this remote ghost place to deliver it again tomorrow.

However, Jiang Chanji's attitude of apologizing was very sincere, even if the courier boy was very angry, he didn't like to get angry.

"Are you Jiang Chanji?" He confirmed it routinely.

"Yes." Jiang Chanji nodded with a smile.

"Sign it." The courier pointed to the blank space of the receipt with a straight face, and handed over the pen.

Jiang Chanji signed his name as he said.

"Pen." The courier stared.

"Oh, sorry!"

Jiang Chanji hadn't received the courier for a long time, so he forgot to return the pen and almost put it in his pocket.

The courier took the pen and the receipt, stuffed the cardboard box into Jiang Chanji's arms, turned around and left, Jiang Chanji could still hear him complaining in a low voice as he walked, nothing more than complaining about Jiang Chanji's ear problems or something.

Jiang Chanji was not angry. After all, he deliberately dawdled first and delayed his off-duty time. Besides, he was already used to the curses from creditors that were a hundred times more vicious than this. Instead, he felt a little joy. This seemed to be a real courier.

He looked around carefully, and found that the doors of other residents on the floor were closed, and no one came out to watch the excitement.

Not every room in tenement buildings is inhabited, and tenants have traditionally kept their doors open, with very little meddling.

He secretly prayed that the tenants at this time were all working outside, and no one had returned to the apartment, and no one had heard the shouts and conversations just now.

Jiang Chanji went back to the house with the cardboard box in his arms, locked the door, put his ear to the door and listened to the movement outside for a while, making sure that no one was walking in the corridor, and then he turned his eyes to the cardboard box.

On the courier information posted on the carton, the names "Du Shen" and "Du Sheng" were written in the "Sender" column, which were very unfamiliar names to Jiang Chanji.

His name did appear in the "To" column.

"Du Shen... Du Sheng..." He silently recited it several times.

Nima... Isn't this the homonym of "God of Gamblers" and "Sage of Gamblers"?
He suddenly understood the identity of the sender, it was none other than his... his parents whose mind was filled with water.

From the two aliases they chose, we can understand why they owe a lot of debt, right?

And the reason why they can't win the credit of their creditors when they claim to "make a comeback"-who would believe two gamblers who abandoned their homes and ran away?

Jiang Chanji's degeneration to today's tragic situation, only one step away from starving to death, is entirely due to these two unreliable parents.

He was so angry that he lifted the cardboard box, wishing he could throw it on the ground and smash it!
Now, they actually remembered that they still have a son?
Anger and grievances filled his chest, and even his stomach stopped growling for a while. He lifted the cardboard box several times, but in the end he didn't have the heart to break it.

"Let's see what they sent..." he muttered, "What if it's food?"

In fact, what he wanted to send was money, a carton full of money, but he knew it was unrealistic, and it was impossible for the courier company to agree to send large sums of cash.

Chi la chi la.

Thinking that there might be food in the carton, he tore off the seal and opened the carton like a hungry dog.

Then it was full of disappointment.

It was not the cakes, snacks, ham, canned food, etc. that he was looking forward to, but just a bottle of white drink—probably a drink, anyway, it was packed in a transparent glass bottle, fixed around it with foam plastic and waste newspapers As a cushion to prevent shattering in transit.

A letter was pressed under the bottle, with his father's handwriting written on it: super precious invisibility potion.

What the hell?Even sending a bottle of Terenzo would be nice!
(End of this chapter)