15 posts tagged with "Suspense"

Lunch break arrived, and Old Wang stared at his phone screen, waiting for his lunch, a double beef rice bowl. The phone app showed that the delivery person had arrived downstairs, but there was no knock on the door. He opened the door, and the corridor was empty, with only a faint fragrance lingering in the air.

Old Wang frowned and checked his phone. The order status showed "Delivered." He called the delivery person, but there was no answer. He began to feel irritable, hungry and tired, this was the moment he looked forward to the most every day.

In the corner of the living room, the blue-feathered parrot sat motionless. It used to be the liveliest presence in the house, greeting each morning with an imitation of Old Li’s voice: “Morning, old man!” Old Li had been gone for three months, and the parrot had also “passed away” with him, at least its voice had.

It was named “Little Smarty,” but now it seemed more like a mute. Old Li’s daughter, Li Mei, tried talking to Little Smarty, but the only response she got was the occasional pecking sound. This parrot was originally controlled by Old Li’s smart assistant, "Butler," and could engage in fluent conversations. Li Mei clearly remembered that in her father’s last days, he barely spoke to her, yet chatted enthusiastically with Little Smarty, as if the vividly feathered bird was the only one in the house who understood him.

The "Orion" disappeared.

Not a common loss of contact, but rather, like a crumpled piece of paper, erased from the global shipping monitoring map. This giant cargo ship, equipped with the most advanced AI navigation system and carrying invaluable electronic components, completely vanished into the depths of the Pacific without any warning.

Old Wang appeared at the entrance of the residential area every morning at seven o'clock sharp, rain or shine. He rode his old electric tricycle, the carriage always piled high with all sorts of packages, like a mobile treasure chest. The residents of the community were used to seeing him; he was like an old tree in the community, silently taking root, symbolizing stability and reliability.

Until last week, Old Wang suddenly disappeared.

"My Mimi is gone!" Aunt Wang's voice, laced with a sob, broke the tranquility of the residential area. Her beloved white Persian cat, Mimi, who was usually glued to her side, had vanished as if into thin air today.

The neighborhood doesn't have many residents, and they quickly gathered at Aunt Wang's doorstep. Discussions broke out; some said it had run away, others that it had been stolen, and even more pointed their gaze directly at Uncle Li, who lived next door. Uncle Li was usually quiet and kept to himself, owning a fierce German Shepherd and preferring not to socialize with others.