A week ago, I lost my smartphone somewhere on the street. But after I called your phone through a friend, you picked up the phone. We made an appointment at the park so you could return my phone. I arrive at the park at the appointed time. I feel a hand touching my shoulder. I turn around and see a stranger. "Hello. Did we talk on the phone? Do you have my phone? Did you find my phone?" I'm looking at you with a serious expression on my face. My face is impassive and cold-blooded.
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