Chapter 72: You can fall, I will continue to work hard, we will meet in the club
"Fuck, who the hell are you?"
Ma Mingzhe had a sweet dream, his hand gently caressing... Hmm? Why is it so fluffy? When he opened his eyes, he saw a strange man sleeping naked next to him, with one leg on him.
Sunlight came in from the window. Su He and the other three surrounded the strange man and asked, "Tell me the truth. What's your name? Why are you in our house?"
The man looked aggrieved, raised his head and said, "Don't you recognize me? We drank together last night..."
Ma Mingzhe looked at a few people and asked in confusion: "Was he there last night?"
Su He rubbed his face and said, "I can't remember clearly, but it seems that there was such a person..."
Dong Yong stared at the man and asked, "Did you drink with us last night?"
Pan Zhigang looked at the gauze on the man's head and said with a pout, "What the hell is that on your head? It's so fancy..."
The man was about to cry.
"Haha, I'm just teasing you!"
"Look at his expression... Let's go out and have breakfast..."
"Oh no...it's already 4pm..."
The whole army was ready to go. Su He and his four companions rode electric scooters and split into three groups. Ma Mingzhe carried his good brother home, Dong Yong and Pan Zhigang went out to eat, and Su He bought a loaf of bread downstairs and started taking orders directly.
"Ding, you have a new takeaway order, please process it in time."
After finishing the bread in a few bites, Su He glanced at his mobile phone. It was still early and there was only one order, which was for a cake delivery.
Delivering cakes is very troublesome. If he delivers it well, it will be the customer's birthday. If he doesn't deliver it well, it will be his birthday too. This order is 35 yuan. The cake is very big and he can only carry it with one hand.
There is a very sad thing. As a deliveryman, both the platform and the society require them not to violate traffic rules, not to drive in the wrong direction, and not to run red lights.
However, overtime fines and complaints put them in a dilemma.
However, Su He has a smart navigation map and a smart order-taking assistant, so he can perfectly avoid red lights and take the most convenient route.
The journey was quite remote, and Su He didn't dare to ride too fast with the cake in his hand. He turned several turns, walked into the alley, and arrived at the door of a large theater.
There was only a copper buckle left on the dilapidated door, and the front of the door was very clean. Su He knocked a few times but there was no response, so he looked inside through the hole in the door.
"Young man, what are you doing here?"
Su He was startled by the sudden sound behind him. When he came to his senses, he saw an old man with a cane staring at him.
"Uncle, I'm delivering food to this family! But they didn't answer my phone calls...and no one answered my knocks..."
"Nonsense! Deyuan Theater has been uninhabited for many years. I think you are here to steal things." The old man was about to come up and deal a lesson to Su He with his crutch.
At this time, the door opened.
A fashionable short-haired woman looked at Su He and said apologetically: "Sorry, my phone is out of battery..."
Then he looked at the old man next to him and said with a smile: "Grandpa Ji, I am Xiao Chang, do you still remember me?"
The old man looked at the woman and asked in confusion, "Xiao Chang? The Gu family is back?"
The woman took the cake from Su He and said, "Thank you!"
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After delivering the cakes, it was already the peak period and the orders increased. Su He became busy. Today was the weekend, so there were fewer orders from office buildings and more orders from residential areas.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, when passing by the overpass, Su He met Feng Ge. Feng Ge was still singing live. When he looked up at Su He, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Su He!"
Ever since Su He appeared in Feng Ge's live broadcast room last time, Feng Ge's fans have skyrocketed, but as time went on, the fans gradually unfollowed him. Now, his live broadcast room has returned to its original level, with only a few hundred people left.
As soon as he saw Su He, Feng Ge rushed over as if he had seen a walking RMB.
"Su He, I haven't seen you for a long time...Come to my live studio and sing a song?"
"Brother Feng, I'm delivering takeout!" Su He still had three orders to deliver.
Feng Ge turned around, holding his live broadcast equipment, and said to Su He: "Then I will accompany you to deliver the takeaway."
"Isn't this bad?" Su He was in a hurry and said as he walked.
"It's okay, fans like to see you..." Feng Ge held up his phone to Su He and greeted the audience in the live broadcast room: "Fans and friends, guess who I met? Haha, many old fans should recognize him, he is the handsome boy from before!"
Su He smiled and said to the phone: "Hello!"
In the live broadcast room, there were a few people who had seen Su He before, and barrages of comments started flying around instantly.
"Oh my god, the handsome guy really went to deliver food!"
"What a waste! Handsome guy, you can continue to degenerate, I will continue to work hard, we will meet in the club..."
Entering the residential area, Su He began to climb the stairs, with Feng Ge chasing him breathlessly. When he reached the fourth floor, he couldn't help but stop. Less than a minute later, Su He came down again.
"Su He, wait for me, are you still a human being..."
After delivering the last takeaway, Feng Ge collapsed on the ground. Looking at Su He, who was sweating profusely but still walking briskly, Feng Ge said with emotion: "Su He, if you don't deliver takeaways, it will be a loss for Meituan!"
After a pause, Feng Ge set up the equipment and said, "Su He, fans all want to hear you sing..."
It was almost twelve o'clock . Su He opened the app and logged off. He sat on the floor with Feng Ge and smiled at the camera of his phone: "Then I will sing a song for you. Wait a moment, I will find the lyrics..."
Suddenly, the style of the barrage changed suddenly.
"How scary... What's that over there..."
"It looks like a human figure...it can't be a ghost!"
"She's wearing red clothes... It's so creepy at night..."
Su He lowered his head to select songs on his phone. Feng Ge stared at the screen, then turned his head and looked into the distance: "Oh my god, Su He... there is a ghost..."
Following Feng Ge's gaze, I saw a red figure looming in the moonlight next to a big tree on a hillside in the distance.
Although it was too far to see clearly, the outline looked very much like a person.
Feng Ge has two mobile phones. He took out another one and took a picture of the hillside. As he zoomed in, the red figure on the opposite hillside gradually became clearer.
"Su...Su He, this... should be a person!"
Feng Ge's hands were shaking, and his voice was trembling as well. On the phone screen, a woman in red was hanging on a tree, swaying in the wind.
"Su He, is someone playing a prank by hanging an inflatable doll?" Crazy Brother looked up at Su He, but Su He just stared straight ahead, which scared Crazy Brother.
At this time, Su He had two choices before him.
"Option 1: Assist the police in solving the case and finding the murderer. Completion reward: Opera mastery!"
"Option 2: Get out of here and go back to sleep. Completion reward: Embroidery Mastery!"
When Su He saw the word "murderer", he understood that there was indeed a corpse hanging on the tree.
Taking out his cell phone, Su He called Zhou Bing.
Patted Feng Ge's shoulder and said, "Calm down..."
