On the thirty-seventh day of his takeout business, Zhou Ye took a strange order.
The address is on the 18th floor of an unfinished building in the east of the city. That building has been closed for three years and no one lives in it at all. The delivery fee is 888, which is more than what he earns from running for a day.
The note read: Leave it at the door, don't go in.
He believed it.
Then he saw a woman burned to death in the fire scene three years ago in that building, repeating the cycle over and over again.
From that day on, his APP began to push various addresses that did not exist - the morgue of an abandoned hospital, the unoccupied 404, the sealed construction site in the north of the city, and the cremation room in the east of the city.
The delivery fee for each order is ridiculously high, and each address is the reverberation of a person who died unjustly in time.
Find the obsession, break the situation, and bring out the truth. If it times out, it will be stuck in the loop forever.
Li Mei's USB flash drive, Wang Defu's consent letter, Lin Xiaotang's account book, Zhang Dayong's safety helmet - behind each piece of physical evidence, they point to the same company: Shunda Logistics.
Ten years ago, his father, Zhou Jianguo, was also a part-time rider for Shunda. An "accidental" fall from a building, 50,000 yuan in hush money, and the case was closed.
Zhou Ye thought he was delivering takeout.
In fact, what he gave was justice that was ten years late.
