Second-Hand Goods Depot: All Weird Things in the City Come to Me for Delivery

There is a second-hand goods station on the side of the national highway. Collect rags during the day and something else at night - fear, name, longevity. Three rules: You must take action within thirty days. If you cannot retreat from the original owner, the gift will not count. I am Chen Mo, and I grew up in this station. My dad disappeared seven years ago and left me an account. My name is written on the last page of the ledger. The payment date is today.