"Ah Cheng, are you alone?"
On the phone, Ma Donghe's voice was very low, like a young girl intentionally speaking in a high-pitched voice.
"No one here, don't you know I'm a single dog?"
Fang Cheng picked up the remote and turned off the TV, then shifted to a more comfortable lounging position and answered casually.
"No."
Ma Donghe quickly corrected himself and then asked softly, "I mean, have you noticed any strange people or things around you recently?"
Seeing him act like he was communicating with an underground organization, Fang Cheng found it a bit speechless but still answered truthfully:
"These days, I've either been lounging at home or visiting relatives. I did go out with my family for a couple of days to have fun, but I haven't noticed anything unusual."
After saying this, he directly asked:
"Why are you calling me in the middle of the night when you should be sleeping, is there something urgent?"
