Somewhere else, Jay and Zhao Li Xin move cautiously into the dumbwaiter box and press the up button. A low buzz answered him, and a moment later the doors rattled open. A sharp wave of filthy cloth and industrial detergent slammed into them.
"Ugh—right. I forgot how bad this thing smells." Jay turned his head away, fanning a hand in front of his face.
On the other hand, Zhao Li Xin didn't make any comment, but his expression said everything.
Jay glanced around the cramped metal box, then blinked as the absurdity struck him. Even though it was large enough for them to climb into it. However, he forgot that the mechanism wasn't built to haul a fully grown man.
"This box will not be able to hold our weight." One touch on the metal box, he knew this thing wouldn't be able to carry his weight.
