I am the country's best runner, delivering food with zero negative reviews for three years.
Until I received a special order: "Help me get rid of my husband's body."
I replied: "Trash or recyclable?"
The other party was silent for a long time: "He... Should be considered hazardous waste."
I laughed, this is another price.
Unexpectedly, this order attracted the police, gangs and mysterious rich people.
What's more, I didn't expect that the live video I took casually would fetch a sky-high price on the dark web.
The lady who placed the order called late at night: "Who are you?"
I looked at the medals hanging on the wall: "Just an ordinary delivery boy."
The sound of a bullet being loaded came from the other end of the phone: "Then please explain, why are the top three killers delivering food to you?"
