I am a super cop

Chapter 349 Mortuary

"Huh? Who placed the order so early? I haven't gone to work yet? Is it still a designated order?"

Zhao Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, silently clicked on the system interface, and checked it carefully.

"The time is 12 o'clock in the morning? 12 scallion pancakes? The address is... the gate of the mortuary of the Sixth People's Hospital of Jiangnan City?"

When Zhao Xiaodong saw the three big characters of "mortuary", Zhao Xiaodong was stunned, his eyes widened, and he froze in place for a long time.

At this time, after Zhao's father had finished working for a while, seeing that the number of customers had become scarce, and there were dozens of scallion pancakes in the pot, he shook his arms and walked over to Zhao Xiaodong to sit down first.

"Eh? Those policemen are gone?" Dad Zhao picked up the undrinked drink in the box, and put a sip into his mouth.

It can be seen that the son still didn't move, and suddenly felt curious, and couldn't help but knocked on the table: "Xiaodong, what do I ask you? Why are you so dumb?"

"Ah?" Zhao Xiaodong finally came to his senses, and hurriedly asked, "Dad, what did you say?"

"I asked you, are those policemen gone?" Papa Zhao said.

"Oh, yes." Zhao Xiaodong nodded quickly, and said, "They have all left, and they didn't agree to my treat. They have given me as much as I should."

"It seems that these policemen are still polite. They know our hard work, and they don't want to take advantage of it." Zhao's father was very satisfied, picked up the drink again, and drank it.

But seeing his son still in a daze, Father Zhao couldn't sit still, and hurriedly asked: "Xiaodong, what's the matter with you? Why are you like this?"

Originally, he had watched his son talking boastfully with the four policemen just now, and it was quite a gesture of calling him a brother.

You know, the Zhao family are all foreigners, and they usually have to be respectful when they see the urban management. If they can get to know a few local policemen, they can also feel that they will not be bullied psychologically.

But the son was fine. As soon as the police left, the son instantly became an idiot, which was a bit too much no matter how you looked at it.

"No...it's nothing." Zhao Xiaodong also sighed, and said, "A customer placed an order in advance, ordered our scallion pancakes, and asked me to deliver them in the early morning."

"Good thing." Dad Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, "They didn't let you send it over now, and you haven't gone to work, so why are you sighing here?"

After a pause, Zhao's father asked again: "How much? Is it enough when I see it?"

"It's not for this reason." Zhao Xiaodong waved his hand and said, "It's mainly the address. It's scary. It's in the mortuary of the hospital. The mortuary, Dad, that's where dead bodies are kept."

Speaking of this, Zhao Xiaodong shuddered all over his body, and said tremblingly: "Dad, you also know that I am most afraid of death. When I was young, I read ghost stories. I was so scared that I couldn't sleep, and I was sent to the morgue. , it's still early morning."

Shrinking his neck, Zhao Xiaodong said: "Why don't you...don't go?"

"You still pick when you have an order?" Zhao's father also said angrily: "Xiaodong, those who support the family, treat the disease, and build the house are all men. They deliver orders one after another, save money, and live There is always a rush, but you still pick orders, have you forgotten your original intention?"

"Dad, I..."

"What are you?" Zhao's father said angrily, "You don't want to save money to marry a wife? Let's go to the county town to buy a house without a down payment and a mortgage?"

Zhao Xiaodong didn't speak, and he didn't know how to answer the words.

As a result, Zhao's father said again: "Like Xiao Zhu, he has to support his family and children, and people in their 40s are on night shifts. He is the oldest in your site, right?"

Zhao Xiaodong nodded.

"So, a group of young men in their early twenties are unwilling to stay up all night. He takes care of them and does it by himself. Why don't you young people work hard? If you earn more money, you will die?"

At this time, Mother Zhao also finished the work in hand. After cleaning the platform, she also sat next to Father Zhao and said: "My little Zhu will not tell my family that every winter night is bitterly cold, and the cold wind cuts like a knife." When he is in the face, he will insist on going to work, and he will take orders."

"Little Zhu is born an optimist, and he doesn't feel bitter in doing anything. He is paid 5500 yuan a month, and he sends 5000 yuan home. His father is sick and bedridden, his mother is working in Rongcheng, and his younger brother is only in the third grade. But the main breadwinner of the family, the whole family has to rely on food delivery to save money, so you still pick orders?"

"Don't forget, no matter how busy the season is, there will also be off-seasons. Now I don't accumulate more old customers. Every time I order in the future, I will see how you cry!"

Riders are sometimes weak, and customers must meet their requirements, and customers will scold them for being late.

But many riders don’t consider themselves underdogs…

Because many of them are in debt, lost business, and there are many people who owe 40 to [-] yuan.

It is inconvenient for colleagues to ask more questions, and they will admire them in private.

Therefore, it is difficult for many young delivery guys to understand why some older riders work so hard.

There are always ups and downs in life, and when you fall to the bottom, you can still be a man by shouldering the responsibility with your own legs.

Father Zhao knew this very well, so when he saw his son Xiaodong struggling, he couldn't help saying a few words to him.

"Okay, I got it." Zhao Xiaodong also said in a bad mood: "Is it okay if I go to deliver it? Just practice your courage."

"That's right." Seeing his son's correct attitude, Father Zhao didn't say anything more.

It was getting darker and darker, but the flow of people in Lu's Alley did not decrease.

Men and women talked and laughed, enjoying the rare supper time.

Zhao Xiaodong also wants to find a girlfriend, and several good brothers who are also single also want to start a family.

But work still needs to be done...

Around the early morning, yellow and blue riders flowed through the streets and alleys again, and the night snack delivery began.

After Zhao Xiaodong packed the customer's scallion pancakes, there was a "beep" sound, and the electric car just made a sound, and was immediately swallowed up by the sound of traffic.

He rode farther and farther into the dark night.

"The Sixth People's Hospital, is it so far away? It seems that this place has never been here before."

Zhao Xiaodong kept mumbling, and soon found that not far away, on the light on the top floor of the building, the signboard of No. 1 Civilian Hospital was impressively visible.

"Isn't it the Sixth People's Hospital?" After Zhao Xiaodong stopped and thought for a while, he realized that the original "six" suddenly became "one" because some of the lights went out.

Zhao Xiaodong laughed at himself, and rode to the door.

"Excuse me, where do I go to the mortuary of the hospital?" Zhao Xiaodong asked a nurse walking through.

"Go straight here, turn right, the basement floor."

"OK, thanks."

Zhao Xiaodong shrank his neck, followed the guidance of the nurse, and came to the periphery of the mortuary.

The surrounding lights are very dim. I don't know if the hospital is trying to save electricity or what?The lights in the corridor are very spaced apart, and the surroundings are empty, and there seems to be no one around.

"Is it here? Should it be?" Zhao Xiaodong stood at the intersection and thought for a long time before looking at the guide signs on the wall.

That's right, the road sign in the morgue points to the end of the passage.

"Gudong!" Zhao Xiaodong swallowed, and began to walk in.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Throughout the corridor, only Zhao Xiaodong's footsteps could be heard.

He was flustered and cowardly, and looked down at his watch.

The time at this moment is 11:55 in the evening, and there are still 5 minutes left before the early morning delivery requested by the customer.

And the morgue is right in front of him, but Zhao Xiaodong's legs seem to weigh a thousand catties, and every time he takes a step, he feels that his steps add weight.

He knew that this was the psychological effect of fear...

After struggling to reach the door of the mortuary, Zhao Xiaodong looked at the dim and half-hidden door, couldn't help but stop, and looked around.

"It's late at night, who would order food in the early morning? Or should it be sent to this kind of place, with a group of corpses, is it good enough to eat?"

After some ideological struggle, Zhao Xiaodong yelled "scallion pancakes" to confirm his position at the open door.

However, in the entire passage, apart from his own echo, he did not hear the movement of the second person.

More often than not, the night magnifies fear.

An order with a delivery fee of 16 yuan, departed from Lujia Alley, followed the guidance of the phone, and arrived at the entrance of the mortuary of the Sixth Hospital.

Zhao Xiaodong felt a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere when he thought about it.

"Damn, have you been pigeonholed?" Zhao Xiaodong immediately took out his mobile phone and called.

With several "beeps" and waiting for the phone, there was no phone ringing in the aisle or in the morgue.

Zhao Xiaodong became more and more flustered, and just as he was about to hang up the phone, the other end of the phone was connected.

"Hey, you... your order has been delivered, I... I am right now, right now, at the door of the mortuary of the Sixth Hospital, you... where are you?"

Zhao Xiaodong started to stutter...

"Send it in." The other end of the phone asked.

"I... I don't dare." Zhao Xiaodong hesitated for a long time, not daring to take a step.

"Then just wait for me here, just a minute." The other end of the phone said again.

"Then...then hurry up." Zhao Xiaodong's legs began to tremble.

Looking around, the dark corridor was eerie.

Zhao Xiaodong was afraid that someone would suddenly appear behind him and pat him on the shoulder, so Zhao Xiaodong leaned himself against the wall to ensure that no one would pat him from behind.

1 minute has passed...

In the aisle, there was a sudden sound of "tapping, tapping" footsteps, and they were getting closer.

"Gulu." Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help swallowing his saliva, silently looking at the passage in front of him.

The lights above the head flickered on and off, giving me a very uncoordinated atmosphere.

At this moment, a thin figure in a white coat was walking from the side passage.

Zhao Xiaodong's eyes were fixed on the front, not daring to blink for a moment.

20 m.

ten meters.

five meters.

"Sorry, I went to the toilet just now, so I'm not here." A woman in white said with a smile.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaodong's complexion became even uglier.

"You...you're not, you're not that one, that's all." Zhao Xiaodong patted his head hard, and then gasped, "Aren't you the woman who placed an order to chat with me that day? You..."

Looking at the woman's clothes and appearance from top to bottom, Zhao Xiaodong confirmed: "No... that's right, you are the woman who said she wanted to jump into the river that day, eh, no, don't you work for an Internet company? You... Why are you dressed like this?"

Zhao Xiaodong once again saw the woman who was chatting with him a while ago, but this time, the other party was actually wearing a white coat, which made Zhao Xiaodong stunned.

"I'm sorry." The woman helped her hood and said, "Actually, I don't work for an Internet company. My real identity is actually an embalmer."

"Enter... an embalmer?" Zhao Xiaodong held his breath, looked up at the three big characters "mortuary" on the top of his head, and then at the woman in front of him, suddenly realized.

No wonder this woman said that she wanted to find someone to talk to her. Was it because of this profession?Or something else?

Zhao Xiaodong felt that he was deeply deceived.

"Hehe, you are so funny. You are the only one staying in the mortuary at night? You also chose to let me deliver food here in the early morning. Are you trying to scare me to death and then inherit my money?"

Zhao Xiaodong is not well...

The woman smiled: "I'm sorry, the work is really heavy. I haven't finished the task tonight, so I have to work overtime, and the other delivery boys are afraid to come, so I think of you."

"Me?" Zhao Xiaodong asked suspiciously.

"That's right." The woman nodded and continued: "You chatted with me that day, which made me feel no longer depressed, and even feel that life is still colorful."

"You made me feel that you are different from other people, so I was afraid that you would not come, so I registered an account with another number, and then asked you to bring it for me based on the address of the scallion pancake you told me last time. "

"I thought you might not be very punctual, so I went to the toilet first, but I didn't expect you to arrive early."

"Hehe." Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help laughing twice.

He was extremely nervous at the moment, he didn't want the woman to know that his legs would already be trembling if he hadn't tried his best to suppress them.

He didn't want to lose face in front of the woman, so he quickly handed over the order and said, "You want supper."

"Why don't you come in and sit down?" the woman asked after taking Zhao Xiaodong's supper.

"Ah?" Zhao Xiaodong was also stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Is... are there corpses inside?"

The woman suddenly covered her mouth and laughed lightly: "Your question is very interesting. Are there other things in the mortuary?"

"Oh." Zhao Xiaodong nodded quickly, forced a smile and said: "I... I have other orders, nothing else, I... I will go first."

"Aren't you really going to come in and sit down?" The woman seemed to want to insist.

As a result, Zhao Xiaodong ran away.

Well, it's not like running away, because Zhao Xiaodong can't run anymore, and his legs and feet have long been weak.

Invited into the mortuary by a female customer at night?Are you afraid you are sick?

Back on the ground, the crowd in the hospital gradually receded.

Zhao Xiaodong, who was terrified just now, now has a clear face.

Not far away is a McDonald's, which is usually the base for the takeaway buddies to rest during the night shift.

And this is a McDonald's that stays open for almost 8640 hours a year.

After midnight...

Self-study students, whispering couples, late-night diners are gradually leaving, homeless people are sleeping all over the chairs, and only the takeaway guys and shop assistants are active all night.

After accessing the Furong night shift special delivery service, the early morning business here was deserted, and an average of [-] takeaway orders were issued every night.

The takeaway buddies can wait for the order, deliver, return, and wait for the order...

Zhao Xiaodong breathed a sigh of relief, remembering all the difficulties of delivery, he took out his mobile phone and sent a circle of friends:

[In the dead of night, there are so many people on the road running around for their lives. This is Jiangnan City, a place that you love and hate at the same time. 】

Soon, a coworker who also works in a delivery company replied under Zhao Xiaodong's circle of friends:
[Have you ever been blinded by the water droplets splashed by a cart on the road sprinkled with water in the middle of the night? 】

Not long after, another rider also left a message below:
[I hope that all hardworking people will be treated well. 】

Zhao Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, then he smiled.

So everyone is waiting for the order?
……

……

The next morning.

8 o'clock in the morning.

Office of the Criminal Investigation Group [-] of the Furong Sub-bureau.

Lu Weiwei was recalling the scallion pancakes last night.

Sitting on her desk, she hugged the note into a ball and threw it at He Junchao in a parabola.

"He Junchao, our group went to eat the scallion pancake you recommended last night."

"Oh?" He Junchao also picked up the ball of waste paper that Lu Weiwei threw, and said after throwing it into the trash, "How does it taste? Does it suit your taste?"

"It fits so well." Lu Weiwei said with a smile, "If catching thieves encounters this kind of food in the future, remember to notify me as soon as possible."

"Of course, Junior Sister Lu likes delicious food, I remember." Seeing that Lu Weiwei was in a good mood, He Junchao said with satisfaction, "Then when will you call me?"

"It depends." Lu Weiwei also waved her hand, and continued: "Tomorrow is Friday, and Junior Brother Gu is No. 1 in the selfie popularity ranking of Feifan Catering today. I feel that everyone else is just a foil. I can't find it When I saw a decent opponent, I thought that the other party would run something, but in the end there was nothing."

"That is to say, at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, if Gu Chen is still the number one in the popularity list, then he might be the champion, right?" Officer Ding was also worried about the 8 yuan for the dinner party.

Lu Weiwei nodded: "It's almost the same reason. Brother Gu's current popularity is already No. 1, as long as it continues, it will be fine. In the future, the three groups of us will have dinner together, and everyone will have a share."

"amazing!"

After being mentioned by Lu Weiwei's name, many new and old comrades in the third group felt as if they had won the lottery, and they were very happy.

Yuan Shasha, who had always seldom talked, saw everyone cheering, as if Gu Chen was the champion, and it was obviously a certainty, but she still said weakly:
"Senior Sister Lu, after all, it's not tomorrow yet. No one can tell what will happen tomorrow. Maybe the other party will swipe the ticket? So let's keep a low profile. I always feel that Senior Brother Gu is the most popular. It’s been smooth sailing here, it feels too smooth, doesn’t it?”

Lu Weiwei smiled, walked to Yuan Shasha's side immediately, patted her on the shoulder and said, "That's why Junior Brother Gu is different. Anyone who dares to fight for popularity with Junior Brother Gu is probably not born yet."

"Haha, Senior Sister Lu is really funny." Seeing Lu Weiwei's determined look, Yuan Shasha couldn't say anything more.

But just when everyone was excited about the 8 yuan dinner fund, the landline phones in the three groups of offices suddenly rang.

Lu Weiwei: "I'll pick it up."

……

(End of this chapter)