You Shenyu sneered and said, "When have you ever had a personal name?"
The man didn't take the sarcasm to heart. Instead, he said calmly and seriously, "It's really just a small matter. May I ask if you received a package containing three books around this time yesterday?"
She said, "Oh, that bag is yours?"
The man nodded. "I was the final recipient, but something went wrong during delivery and the packaging was damaged. The three books arrived in perfect condition, but because of that, I don't know who the sender was. After asking around, I found out that the package apparently passed through this clothing store."
"There was no packaging, and no shipping information." You Shenyu shook his head impatiently and said, "When it reached me, there were only three books, no packaging, packed in disposable supermarket bags."
The man asked without pausing, "Who sent it to you?"
"Motorcycle taxi." You Shenyu said succinctly: "The address is in the bag. I'll deliver it to you the same way it came."
Motorcycle taxis... He thought about it. Although they have been catching drivers recently, the number of motorcycle taxis on the streets has not decreased. Instead, they have become more active. When there are fewer traffic police, they are soliciting passengers. When there are more traffic police, there is no one in the back seat. He just saw them running all the time. Could they be delivering goods?
Thinking of this, he asked, "Do you have surveillance here, or do you remember the delivery driver's license plate?"
"Is this what you call a private matter?" You Shenyu sneered, "No, if you want to check, change your clothes and show your ID, otherwise leave."
The man rubbed his nose, a bit embarrassed. It was just a casual question. He'd actually observed it when he'd just walked in. The surveillance cameras on this street were practically useless. They were either broken, or the camera angles were all over the place, or even pointed directly at the wall. This store didn't even have a computer, so there was no surveillance to speak of.
He glanced at You Shenyu and said politely, "Well, I'm really sorry to bother you."
Seeing his proper demeanor, You Shenyu's inexplicable anger subsided a little. Still in a bad mood, he explained, "That motorcycle taxi had no brand, and it was wearing a helmet, so I couldn't see its appearance clearly. There are all kinds of motorcycles of this type on the street, so it's useless even if you check the surveillance footage."
The man seemed lost in thought. You Shenyu continued, "I hope we can discuss business next time you come."
He woke up as if from a dream and raised his head: "Huh?"
"Don't you know how bad the security on this street is? My store has been robbed three times. I reported it every time, but they ignored me. You guys are like accomplices of the thieves, wishing a thief would come and steal everything."
I see. No wonder the lady was so resentful… He said, “I understand. Well, my name is Zhou Jinwei. I’ll give you my contact information. If something similar happens next time, please contact me and I’ll talk to them.”
"No need." You Shenyu waved his hand and said, "I don't come here often anymore. Just keep an eye on those old men and women and make sure their coffins don't get stolen."
Zhou Jinwei had no choice but to agree, and after a conversation, he left.
He did not leave the street, but looked at the clothing store from a distance of more than ten meters. He lit a cigarette, puffed out smoke, and his thoughts were complicated.
He received another call from the mysterious man. This time the call was one-way, and the method of communication had been basically confirmed. It was a motorcycle taxi errand runner that was impossible to control or trace.
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