Chapter 589 You have a new order, please check it! (Two in one)
[Joker: Do you need a delivery service?] I still remember the first time I logged in and saw this dialog box, I thought it was a courier website.
It was not until he sent a parcel that he realized that this was indeed an express delivery website, but what was being mailed was life, the kingdom of death.
A knowing smile appeared on Lou Duan's face. He is now the most loyal member of [Libra].
Even though the last delivery process was not so pleasant and someone secretly took photos of the evidence, Lou Duan had no intention of taking his anger out on the website.
After all, the delivery process had been live-streamed before.
Just tell me whether the express delivery arrived on time.
Lou Duan tapped on the keyboard to reply:
[I want to send something!] [The Clown: OK, please weigh it!] [This time I want the goods to be delivered to the designated location at the designated time, and I want them to be alive, so they can be kept fresh!] Lou Duan held his breath and waited for the administrator's reply. This was his first time using the website to send a special item, and he was not sure whether the website would accept it.
[The clown: Sure, you have to pay more!] Lou Duan now thinks the administrator’s face of begging for money is very cute.
He clicked the "Agree" button without hesitation, and the left tray of the Libra appeared on the screen.
Lou Duan took a deep breath and began to enter the cargo information.
Most of this information was pieced together from the Internet, with a video clip as the core.
After all the information has been entered, the website pops up a prompt: [Weighing quality assessment in progress.] A few minutes later.
In the abandoned warehouse where Team 103 was temporarily stationed, Red Dragonfly was leaning against a mottled load-bearing column with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, the watch on her hand vibrated.
A dark blue light screen unfolded, and encrypted data poured down like a rainstorm. The digital torrent eventually twisted and condensed, transforming into a black and white clown's smiling face.
——Please check your new orders!
"team leader,"
The red dragonfly's voice is not high.
"[The Joker] has sent out new missions!"
The bald captain was sitting cross-legged on the concrete floor, picking between his toes intently. Hearing this, he just hummed slightly.
Red Dragonfly didn't say anything else. His fingertips slid quickly across the watch, and his eyes suddenly widened with a rather strange look.
She licked her tongue and said word by word:
"The cargo is... Zuo Bai!"
The team members who were originally busy with their own work seemed to have been paused, and everyone turned to look at Red Dragonfly.
Red Dragonfly turned the watch towards everyone, indicating that he was not joking.
The beast's face was full of astonishment. He touched the cold suitcase at his feet that was still emitting cold air. Inside was a white head.
The emcee in the corner slowly sat up straight and said with a smile, "Interesting, it seems that the target this time is not Zuo Bai's mechanical clone, but his real body?"
Red Dragonfly nodded: "I checked the order price, so it should be."
The MC thought for a moment and said:
"It seems that Zuo Bai's true identity is hiding in Area 9. He has never left, otherwise [The Joker] would not have assigned the mission to us."
They are very clear about the distribution mechanism of [Joker]. It requires strength assessment and then follows the "proximity principle" to distribute orders.
[The Joker] is able to confirm the approximate coordinate area of the "express delivery" and has never made a mistake.
The members of Team 103 looked at each other. Beast slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "This is fate guiding us. Let us prepare another gift for Zheng Hang."
As members of [Destiny], it is normal for them to firmly believe in the guidance of fate, or perhaps, fate is indeed silently guiding their way forward.
Red Dragonfly frowned, and his fingertips traced the scarlet note on the holographic screen: "Special delivery requirements: Live transportation, freshness preserved throughout the journey."
This means that the target must arrive at a specific location alive and the target's head cannot be twisted off.
"Living creature? Preserved?" The smile on the beast's face froze.
The MC said slowly, "I think the Beast is right. We can just deliver the goods first, and then collect the gifts after the employer signs for them."
Red Dragonfly was stunned: "Is this okay?"
"Why not?"
The MC asked back. He had carefully studied the [Express Delivery Guidelines] and explained:
"We delivered the goods on time and in good condition. The employer signed for them and [The Joker] confirmed that the task was completed. The payment and goods were settled, and the order was concluded."
"Then, what happened afterwards had nothing to do with the mission. It was just a new 'story' that occurred between our 'cargo'."
Everyone opened their mouths wide.
The MC finally dispelled everyone's concerns with one sentence: "As for the employer, he may be dissatisfied and complain to [the clown] about us afterwards. Although I don't think [the clown] will accept it, but to be on the safe side, when we collect the gifts..."
The host paused and added quietly: "By the way, take back the employer as well!"
The eyes of each member of Team 103 lit up.
The emcee is worthy of being the think tank of the team, and the solution he provided is really perfect.
"Okay! Let's do it!"
The bald captain made the final decision.
He glanced at everyone and asked the next key question: "So how do we find Zuo Bai next?"
They knew that Zuo Bai was still hiding in District 9, but they didn't know where he was hiding.
Red Dragonfly immediately looked down at the light screen of his watch, slid his finger, and called up the task prompt at the bottom of the order. There were only three words - corpse retriever!
……..When you think of “corpse retriever”, the first thing that pops into your mind is most likely the square taxi shell with the flashing roof light.
Taxis have become the standard for corpse retrievers.
The corpse retriever ranks low in the evil organization.
His style of doing things is always low-key and secretive, and he is not known for his fighting ability.
This is because the clientele they serve are all dead people.
The reason is simple: the dead usually don't resist.
In addition, a dead person who can be killed and his body picked up cannot be too strong in theory.
It is easy to imagine that the corpses of truly powerful people have always been extremely precious resources. They will either be destroyed immediately or recycled as soon as possible. There is no possibility that a third party will get the chance to pick up the corpses.
The fact that it can be picked up by corpse catchers means that it is not of high value.
But this does not mean that the corpse lifters are not strong. The strength of this organization lies in its wide tentacles and widely distributed personnel.
Whether in the upper or lower city, in almost every urban area, and even in the transit towns outside the city, they can be seen active there.
Unlike some prestigious organizations, such as "God's Armed Forces" and the former "Destiny", which usually only operate in the upper city.
This is not the case with corpse lifters. They are not very picky and their business scope covers all areas that can generate "customers".
After all, corpses, or corpses filled with resentment, are not a specialty of any particular place, but are like the air, and cannot be monopolized by anyone.
Oh, no, that's a bit insulting.
Air can be monopolized, but dead bodies can never be monopolized.
Team 103 works in a swift and resolute manner. Once an action plan is confirmed, they will immediately begin preparations and execution.
The emcee quickly accessed the traffic management system of District 9 and retrieved the registration information of various taxi companies.
They also hacked into the tax, fire protection and other systems, and quickly identified a poorly managed taxi company through a comprehensive screening.
He then hacked into the taxi company's internal system.
The driver's file, vehicle information, attendance sheet, GPS location history, etc. were all laid bare before his eyes.
It didn't take long for him to have a highly suspected target.
First of all, according to the CPS historical records, it can be found that on the day of the martial arts joint examination tragedy, the taxi appeared near the gate of No. 8 Middle School and stayed there for a long time.
So many people died at No. 8 Middle School that day, and as a corpse lifter it was impossible for me to miss it.
Secondly, the car's daily mileage varies greatly, and it doesn't look like it is capable of supporting a family.
Finally, did the car come to the transit town a few days ago? ! !
One coincidence is a coincidence, but when three coincidences are added together, the police station can use them to arrest people.
The MC's pupils suddenly contracted, and he suddenly recalled that when he transited through the town two days ago, the night watchman did arrive in a taxi.
At that time, he didn't think much about it, but now he had to start thinking about it.
It is obvious that the night watchman did not choose the means of transportation randomly that day. The night watchman's plan at that time was the same as what they are doing now.
“Interesting~”
The emcee stopped typing and moved the mouse to pull up the driver's file.
He double-clicked to enlarge the one-inch ID photo on the driver's license:
"Wu Shou, 33 years old, registered driver of Ping An Travel Company."
After a pause, he added:
"Or rather our dear Mr. 'Corpse Collector'."
Two hours later.
The entrance of "Shun Da Auto Repair Shop" is shabby and filled with a strong smell of motor oil and metal rust.
A dark green "Iron Bug" taxi that had just completed an overhaul slowly drove out with the lingering smell of new paint.
Sitting in the driver's seat was a man with a gloomy expression and bloodshot eyes.
The good news is that he managed to save his life from the Black King of Hell.
The bad news was that the goods were gone, and he couldn’t find anyone to compensate him for the lost 10 years of life.
His recent experiences can be described as the darkest nightmare in his career as a corpse recovery worker, and he can hardly remember even a single thing.
I can’t think about it, I’ll feel like dying if I think about it!
"Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future, those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future..."
Wu Shou held the steering wheel with both hands, repeating something in a mumbled voice, trying to comfort himself.
"Yes, now that I have survived a catastrophe, I should have hit rock bottom and bounced back."
Wu Shou gritted his teeth, encouraged himself and swore:
"As long as I work hard to retrieve the body, I will be able to make back all my losses sooner or later. Come on, work hard, the body won't jump into the trunk by itself!!!"
Although he is a corpse lifter, his values are very positive and worth learning.
Wu Shou took a deep breath, suppressed his surging negative emotions, shifted into gear, and stepped on the accelerator.
The dark green taxi merged into the traffic and headed towards the edge of the city that he was familiar with and could bring in "customers".
The car window was rolled down a crack, and wind carrying the unique smell of city dust and exhaust fumes blew in, blowing his greasy hair.
The vehicles were going further and further away, there were fewer and fewer people on the road, and the surrounding buildings were becoming more and more desolate and dilapidated. It looked like a good place to abandon and bury corpses.
Suddenly, a few dozen meters ahead on the roadside, a striking red figure came into view.
She was a beautiful woman, wearing a bright red dress that was so short that it just covered her thighs, outlining her breathtaking curves.
She was standing on the side of the road, waving gently at the oncoming taxi.
She is dressed sexy and has a charming temperament.
However, this sight, which was enough to make any normal male driver's heart beat faster and subconsciously step on the brakes, was not attractive at all in Wu Shou's eyes.
He only glanced at it and then looked away.
He did not see death in the woman. On the contrary, he saw a strong vitality in her, so strong that it made him feel sick.
So, this is a healthy and long-lived woman, but she is not his type.
"unlucky."
He muttered and stepped on the accelerator. The taxi passed by the woman without slowing down, and the dust it raised blurred the red figure.
It's true... It was blurry for a moment! Wu Shou caught a glimpse of the woman in red in the rearview mirror. Without any warning, she grinned to her ears.
A scarlet, wet, slender tongue popped out at such a speed that it almost blurred the vision.
Then with a "click", the tongue stuck tightly to the outside of the side window glass, like a leech sticking to human skin.
“Sizzle—Crack!!”
The teeth-grinding sound of glass tearing suddenly rang out!
The brand new car window was torn apart by the tongue, and broken glass splattered into the car like hail, hitting the steering wheel, dashboard and Wu Shou's body.
Wu Shou held the steering wheel with one hand and subconsciously blocked it with the other hand.
Then, he smelled a faint scent of perfume mixed with a sweet and fishy smell, blowing into the car! He hastily put down his blocking arm, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the woman in the red dress was already sitting in the passenger seat.
The woman retracted her tongue, and the corners of her mouth, which were stretched to her ears, returned to normal, as if the horrifying scene had never happened.
She even elegantly tidied up her chestnut hair that was messed up by the wind, slowly turned her head to look over, and said angrily with her red lips slightly parted:
"Hey, driver, didn't you see me waving? Why didn't you stop? If you refuse to give me a ride, your driver's license will be revoked~"
Will my driver's license be revoked if I refuse to pick up a passenger?
Is this a rule for taxi drivers? How come I don’t know about it? Wu Shou almost laughed out of anger, with a fierce look in his eyes.
He has been having bad luck recently and feels aggrieved. Now he meets such a strange woman. Can you imagine how angry he is at this moment? Even a clay man can be angry. Besides, the corpse collector is not made of clay. Does he really think that everyone is the King of Hell and can shit on his head? "Hehe... Hehe..."
Wu Shou stepped on the brake, turned his head and stared at the woman lifelessly with his eyes, the corners of his mouth also stretched into an exaggerated and ferocious arc, as if he was going to choose someone to devour.
Although corpse lifters usually deal with the dead, they may occasionally make an exception and turn a living person into a corpse.
He grinned, his face covered with corpse spots, and roared viciously:
"Who the hell are you? Who gave you the guts to sit up here? Do you know that my passenger seat is only for dead people?!"
(End of this chapter)
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