On a summer morning, Jiang Zao, who had stayed up late live-streaming puppet shows, just got out of bed and saw a red cloth package and paper beside the pillow. A black scorpion, the size of a hand, was perched on the paper, its tail needle curling back, tapping the paper twice forcefully before quickly scuttling away.
Jiang Zao wasn't surprised, scratching the short hair that had become a messy nest in her sleep, yawning as she picked up the paper.
"Another job, this is...!!!"
Upon seeing the address clearly, Jiang Zao instantly became alert and grabbed her phone to call Sang Que. As soon as the other side answered with a hello, Jiang Zao launched into a tirade like a rapid-fire cannon.
