Danger! Don’t Mess with That Delivery Guy

My name is Chen Dahai, and I’m a delivery driver. Then I got an order to deliver to an abandoned factory. The note said, “Clean it up. Same place as always.” In a trash can there, I found the hair clip my missing girlfriend Tiantian wore every day.

The police said there wasn’t enough evidence, but I recognized the scratch on that hair clip. From that day on, my delivery route became a hunting trail. I discovered that beneath this city’s glamorous surface lay a criminal web woven through food deliveries, parcels, and housekeeping services.

Now the head of the criminal network, “The Boss,” has sent me a new message through the back end: “Want to talk about your girlfriend’s case?”

I grip the handlebars and ride into the vast night. This delivery is taking him straight to hell.