[New order: No. 44, Qinghe Road, recipient: Uncle Chen.
Note: Must be delivered before 00:00.
Qinghe Road?
Lin Mo frowned.
That place is in the northwest corner of the city, close to the old industrial area. It was announced that it would be demolished a few years ago. The residents have long since been vacated, and there may not even be street lights.
He instinctively wanted to say no, but he hesitated as his fingertips hovered above the screen.
According to the rules of the platform, money will be deducted if you refuse an order, especially for late-night orders.
The rent has not been paid this month.
He sighed and dialed the number on the order.
It rang seven or eight times, and just when he thought no one would answer, there was a soft "click" sound from the receiver, like an old-fashioned phone being picked up.
"Hello?" The moment the voice came, Lin Mo's ears felt inexplicably numb.
It was an unusually old and hoarse male voice, as dry as sandpaper rubbing against wood. Every word was breathless, yet strangely clear.
"Are you delivering medicine?"
Medicine?
Lin Mo looked at the order details, and the item column only read "urgent".
