Under the golden sunset, everything in the evening is so warm.

However, Zhu Yiwei, a man in his thirties, hid on the balcony connected to the office like a lonely, helpless little pitiful.

He almost curled up and hugged his arm.

The door of the office, which was closed at this time, was being smashed from the outside.

It seems that the anti-theft door, which is quite strong, can be smashed open in the next second under such a violent beating.

Then, let the mob outside the door rush in.

Faced with this crisis situation, Zhu Yiwei, who was holding his mobile phone tightly at this time, didn't even dare to call for help.

Because the person who smashed the door outside the door at this time was the landlord of his private detective agency.

I owe it to others, I have three months' rent, and according to the contract I signed before, people have the right to throw everything out of the office.

Even if he called the police uncle, people wouldn't care about this kind of!

"Zhu Yiwei, I know you're in there, you bastard listen to me, and finally give you three more days, if you don't give all the rent to the relationship, the old lady will let you get out immediately, this time she said to do it. ”

Outside the door, a voice that was even stronger than the pure masters sounded.

Under this voice, Zhu Yiwei involuntarily appeared in his mind, the image of a landlady in pajamas with a big waist and a round waist, a face full of meat, and more than 200 pounds.

Then, Zhu Yiwei, a pitiful little man in his thirties, couldn't help but shiver all over his body.

Fortunately, when the landlady, whose life is not very harmonious, shouted such a threat in her mouth, she finally stepped on her slippers and left 'kick and tap~'.

This made Zhu Yiwei suddenly breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

However, thinking that within the three-day deadline, he would have to find tens of thousands of yuan to pay the rent, and at this time, Zhu Yiwei had a headache again.

In the past, although he is in the private detective industry in the deep city, he is not famous at all.

Every time I receive a commissioned task, it is also a small thing that is not worth mentioning.

But no matter what, you can still live here in the deep city, and you can even go to those cheap disco bars for a drink in a short time.

If you're lucky, you'll be able to pick up something and come back.

The problem is that since the last time I received the task of tracking down the boss of Song Kee and figuring out the source of the ingredients from the unlucky chef entrusted to me.

Everything in my work and life has taken a turn for the worse.

First of all, he not only returned all the commissions, but also paid a large fine.

Just this fine has made him busy for all these years, and the little deposit that he finally saved can be regarded as a complete bottom.

After that, he lived in the bureau for more than a week, and then he was released.

What's worse is that I don't know what evil I bumped into.

Since he came out of the bureau, for so many days in a row, his small private detective agency has not even received a single business.

It's like, recently, everyone has never lost even small pets such as cats and dogs.

Under such circumstances, in just three days, he was asked to get at least 10,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yiwei, who was extremely depressed in his heart, took out a box of ten fine white sand cigarettes from his trouser pocket.

No way! Isn't it a lack of money?

'The economic foundation determines the superstructure', the above sentence is a sentence that Zhu Yiwei, a scumbag, heard from his teacher when he was in school.

I didn't pay attention to this sentence at all.

It was only now that Zhu Yiwei knew what a rich philosophy of life it was.

Today's Zhu Yiwei can't afford to smoke the cigarettes that used to be, at least more than 20 yuan.

It's just that after opening the cigarette box, Zhu Yiwei found that there was not even a cigarette in the cigarette box.

Instinctively, he opened the wallet on the table, and planned to go to the small shop downstairs and buy another pack of cigarettes to come back.

However, the few dollars left in the wallet cruelly told him a fact:

He doesn't have to worry about any rent or not! What he needs to think about now is where to find the money for today's dinner......

There is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of those who have a heart.

There is such a sentence, which is the maxim that Zhu Yiwei has been firmly believing in in his life for more than 30 years.

It is also the motivation that he can persevere when he has been sticking small advertisements looking for cats and dogs on the streets for an unknown number of times, and has been chased like a stray dog by the city administrators.

When Zhu Yiwei was once again in the most difficult time of his life.

It seems that God has opened his eyes, and there is a slight turn in front of his eyes.

"I once smashed the complete mirror, and the pillow at night was full of tears~" When such a mobile phone rang, Zhu Yiwei quickly glanced at the mobile phone.

The caller was not the landlady who made him tremble.

It's not any person recorded in his phone book.

When this was discovered, Zhu Yiwei, who was almost cornered, was about to cry, because it was not clear that after many days, another business would come to the door.

That also means that he will have money again.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Yiwei calmed down his emotions and suppressed the emotion of wanting to kneel and lick this life-saving customer.

This is in a rather toneful tone, and began to connect the phone:

"Hello! This is the Walker Private Detective Agency, I am the chief private detective Zhu Yiwei, I don't know how I can help you?"

However, when the person on the other end of the phone spoke, Zhu Yiwei almost smashed the mobile phone in his hand.

Because the person who called was none other than Song Yong, the owner of the Song Kee food stall, one of the culprits who gave him his turn to be unlucky.

What does that mean, call and laugh at himself? Why didn't he die.

Of course, smashing the phone or something is just thinking about it, and Zhu Yiwei is reluctant to do it.

However, he just hung up the phone, and it was always okay not to listen to the words that mocked him! Thinking of this, he was going to hang up the phone.

And to block this call, never release it after that.

However, just before he was about to hang up the phone, a devilish content full of temptation sounded: "I have a commission here, do you want to take it?"

That's good.

Zhu Yiwei didn't hang up the phone after that, and talked with the former enemy on the other end of the phone.

In the end, when he saw the 20,000 yuan advance payment on his mobile phone, he only had this really fragrant idea in his heart......

The next day, Zhu Yiwei, who had recovered his appearance as a dog again, came to the North * University Hospital in Shencheng early.

After arriving, I walked straight to the rheumatology and immunology department, where the inpatient department was on the eighth floor.

Here, he exerted his 12-centimeter strength and began to work hard to establish relationships with the patients' families, nurses, and old sisters.

The purpose of doing it was to secretly count the various conditions of those patients for the Song Boss of Song Ji.

For example, what are the names of patients who are more troublesome and have poor treatment results?

Or, which families are in a difficult situation and cannot afford the high cost of treatment, and whether any of these families have initiated online fundraising, and what are the relevant numbers.

Zhu Yiwei didn't know at all, why did the young Boss Song ask him to count these?

I have seen and heard a lot about this kind of thing, so that a person like him, who has been rolling in society for many years, is used to seeing what kind of low-level people are helpless, and his mood is a little heavy.

But leave it alone! As long as it's not illegal, and the price is good.

Because only in this way can he survive in this deep city.

In this way, in just a few days, Zhu Yiwei had a thick record on hand, and after he sorted out these contents, he took a photo and sent it to Boss Song.