Seeing the comnt in the public chat, Shen Zhiyao almost laughed. "You don’t even have a wife, so of course your wife will never be able to find you!"
[Boo-hoo-hoo, now that the strear said that, I’m not happy anymore! I’m feeling a little emotional!]
Shen Zhiyao smiled indulgently. "Alright, let’s move on and draw for today’s second lucky bag."
Soon, a new connection appeared on the screen: "Delivery Bro."
The delivery guy was a skinny young man. He was wearing a yellow delivery uniform and a matching yellow helt, making his profession obvious at a glance.
At that mont, the delivery guy was leaning against his electric scooter, slurping instant noodles while looking at the livestream cara. In the background were the city’s high-rises.
When he saw himself appear on the screen, it finally dawned on him that he had successfully connected to the stream.
His eyes widened with excitent. He hurriedly tried to swallow the noodles in his mouth but ended up choking. Bits of noodle fell from the corner of his mouth, but he still managed to say excitedly, "It’s ! I got picked!"
Shen Zhiyao said, "It’s okay, don’t rush. Take your ti and eat. We can talk after you’re finished."
"Sorry about that! I’ve been running deliveries all day and just wanted to treat myself to so instant noodles. I didn’t expect to connect right after I started eating."
After explaining, the delivery guy finished off the noodles in one gulp, wiped the grease from his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "Strear, I’ll make this quick. I’ve run into sothing... unclean recently."
The delivery guy was a diligent worker, always either making a delivery or on his way to one.
Lately, every single night, he’d get an order for Chaoyang District, Building 6, Apartnt 601.
The order was always for Korean fried chicken, and the note always said: "Knock three tis, bow once, and leave the delivery at the door."
The order seed normal enough, and the delivery guy didn’t think anything of it. He’d been delivering it for half a month.
But yesterday, while making the delivery, he overheard so residents on the first floor talking.
"Hey, did you hear? Apartnt 601 upstairs still hasn’t sold."
"Isn’t that obvious? Who would dare take a haunted apartnt? And they still don’t know if the murderer got away. If he’s still out there, we’re all screwed!"
Hearing this, the delivery guy’s heart skipped a beat. He braced himself and went up to them. "You’re saying Building 6, Apartnt 601 is haunted? Why is it haunted?"
"You don’t know about the Apartnt 601 dismbernt case? The resident died such a horrible death. It was all over the news, how have you not heard of it?"
"That’s impossible, right? There has to be soone living in 601 now..."
"You’re overthinking it. The woman who died in there t such a grueso end. Who would dare live in that apartnt now?"
"So... could it be the landlord ca back to live there...?"
"Impossible. I know the landlord. He works out of town and hasn’t been back at all. The apartnt is listed with a real estate agent for sale, but I hear they haven’t had a single interested client. The place is vacant."
The delivery guy froze. ’A vacant, haunted apartnt... and soone’s ordering takeout from it every night? Who’s placing these orders?’
He looked up at the window of 601. It was pitch-black, but he could faintly make out a shadow seeping through the glass. The sight made his legs go weak.
After leaving Chaoyang District, he imdiately pulled out his phone and searched for news about the residential complex.
Sure enough, he found a report from a year ago.
The victim was a young woman who had been renting Apartnt 601. Due to a relationship dispute, on a dark and windy night, an intruder broke into her ho, murdered her, and dismbered her body.
A month after the murder, a neighbor, unable to stand the horrible stench in the stairwell, finally decided to call the police, which led to the discovery of the cri.
The news at the ti used headlines with phrases like, "Girl Murdered Over Relationship Problems!", emphasizing the grueso nature of her death.
The identity of the murderer was also quickly determined by the police.
But after the incident, the murderer, her boyfriend, seed to have vanished into thin air. The police deployed a significant amount of manpower but couldn’t find him.
The story was a hot topic at the ti, and the comnt section was filled with ssages.
He noticed one comnt in particular: "Oh my god! How terrifying. The victim was my junior high classmate. I rember her favorite food was Korean fried chicken. If only she were still alive, I’d definitely treat her to so!"
The delivery guy imdiately made the connection to the half-month’s worth of Korean fried chicken he’d been delivering to 601, and a chill ran down his spine.
Just as he finished telling his story, he received another delivery notification. The delivery guy’s face fell.
"I’m screwed, it’s from 601 again! What do I do, Strear? What happens if I don’t deliver it?"
[Holy crap, the probability of seeing a ghost on this stream is, like, 80%! Is it always this exciting? Even ghosts are ordering takeout these days?]
[Can ghosts even eat Korean fried chicken? No offense, just a little curious.]
[Curious? Then why don’t you go with the delivery guy to drop it off! Maybe you’ll even get to see a ghost in person!]
[Yeah, exactly! Just go hold the delivery guy’s hand and make the delivery with him, and you’ll find out! You can keep him company, too.]
Shen Zhiyao glanced at the delivery guy’s facial features and said, "Since it’s your job, you should go deliver it! You have to have so professional integrity, don’t you?"
The delivery guy hesitated. "Before, when I didn’t know, I could deliver it. But now that I know, I’m a little too scared to go."
The delivery guy had three chances to cancel orders automatically each month.
Unfortunately, he had already used up all his cancellation chances for the month.
Therefore, when he tried to cancel the order again, a system prompt popped up on his screen:
[You have used all your order cancellations for this month. If you cancel again, you will be penalized by the platform.]
The delivery guy was instantly in a bind... ’There’s a ghost in that apartnt. Should I deliver this order or not?’
Shen Zhiyao saw right through him and said calmly, "It’s fine. Just go deliver it. You have so many people in the livestream here with you. You’ll be alright!"
"But... I’m too scared..."
"Aren’t you the least bit curious about what’s really in there? Or would you rather keep getting this sa order every single day? When you run into a problem, you can’t just run away. You have to find the right ti to face it."
"So if I deliver this one, I won’t get this order again in the future?"
"Don’t worry! After you deliver this one, you’ll never get this order again. Besides, I’m here. I’ll definitely keep you safe!"
’So many people in the livestream are watching,’ he thought to himself. ’If sothing really happens, the strear will save . It’s much better than getting this order every single night.’ Seeing that things had co to this, he could only brace himself and face the challenge.
Following Shen Zhiyao’s instructions, the delivery guy got on his electric scooter and, under the watchful eyes of countless viewers, headed to pick up the food.
Soon, he had the food. He turned his scooter around and headed for Chaoyang District.
When he reached the first floor of Building 6, his legs started trembling. "Holy crap, Strear, my legs have turned to jelly! I can’t walk! What do I do?"
Shen Zhiyao said, "So you’re saying you’re not going to deliver it today, and you’d rather co back and do this every night from now on?"
As soon as she said that, the delivery guy’s spirits were instantly revived. "Whoa, I suddenly feel full of energy!"
The delivery guy gritted his teeth and forged ahead toward the sixth floor.
Through the cara’s lens, it was clear this was an old-style residential building. The corridors were narrow, and traces of rust were visible on the railings.
Walking up the stairs felt like being in a horror movie.
Before, when the delivery guy made this trip, he didn’t know anything and always rushed in and out as quickly as possible.
But now that he knew the story, walking through this stairwell again, he couldn’t shake the feeling that sothing was behind him, sending chills down his spine...
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