Ding—you have a new takeout order. Lin Shen stared at his phone. The address bar showed "1304, Building 3, Xingfu Community", but he had been delivering food for three years and had never seen this family before.
What's even weirder is that the consignee's note is "Zhou Yutong" - three months ago, he saw the obituary on the community bulletin board with his own eyes, and the woman in the photo was none other than Zhou Yutong.
When he knocked on the door of 1304, a yellowed piece of paper slipped out from the crack of the door. The ink was not dry: "I am next."
This is no coincidence.
Zhou Yutong's diary contains an old train ticket from 1987, with "Li Shulan" written on the ticket stub; Li Shulan's photo album contains an old photo from 1955, with the address of "Chen Xiumei" on the back; at the bottom of Chen Xiumei's wooden box is a letter from 1923, signed "Wang Ruoyun" - four names, four murders, and the "Moon White Cheongsam Serial Case" spanning a century are actually strung together on his takeout order!
What made his hair stand on end the most was that the old chess player who always made him wait for half an hour for his meal was Wang Ruoyun's grandson; the white-collar girl who always complained about his overtime was Chen Xiumei's granddaughter; even the man who repaired his car last week had a black and white photo of Li Shulan as the screen saver on his phone...
Is this "Dead Man Takeout" a curse, or is someone trying to lure him into it?
