But this shock was only fleeting, and then I thought, after all, there are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, how can there be such a coincidence?

Besides, my grandmother has been dead for twenty-one years, and no matter what you say here, you can't beat a piece of it.

It's not surprising that just one has the same name.

Perhaps, these people are almost all drunk, and they are probably talking nonsense, and they don't believe it, so I don't pay attention to it.

Not long after, Brother He took out a dozen bills from the house and handed them to me with a smile, saying that it was last month's meal expenses.

I thanked him and went out.

Originally, I was not strong enough to drink, and I drank this wine hard-headed before.

This time it was good, and when I went out, I was blown by the night breeze blowing slightly, and I immediately suffered.

The strength of the wine seemed to rise immediately, and it seemed a little fluttery when I walked.

I smiled wryly, shook my head and pushed into the car, ready to go out.

I walked to the gate of the construction site, and suddenly not far from behind, a night watchman shouted and stopped me.

I turned my head when I heard the sound, and saw an old man with a flashlight, looked at me suspiciously, and asked, "Young man, are you delivering food with ten miles of fragrance?" ”

I was a little confused, wiped a handful of sweat on my forehead, and replied, "Well, uncle, I am, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Ouch, young man, you still dare to do this, it's really terrible, do you know why the last food delivery person didn't do it?"

I shook my head in confusion and asked him, "Uncle, what's wrong, what's the problem?" ”

The uncle sighed slightly, and his voice was a little cold: "What's the matter, it's dead!" ”

When I heard this, I was very unimpressed.

I even think this uncle is a little alarmist, that person is dead, has something to do with my food delivery?

However, before I could ask him why, the old man shook his head again and bluntly persuaded me: "Young man, don't do it, you are young, go find something else to do elsewhere." ”

After saying that, he ignored me and left with a flashlight.

I was confused, and his words were obviously a little inexplicable.

With such a good job, how can you say that you won't do it?

Therefore, I didn't take it to heart, and then rode out of the construction gate.

It wasn't long before I walked out that my head began to feel dizzy and I couldn't stand riding on the bike, so I got out of the cart and walked.

When I turned a corner, I saw that it was still early, so I simply walked slowly on the side of the road, one to sober up, and the other to smoke a cigarette to refresh myself.

This area of the construction site is basically a wasteland, and there is only a street lamp pole far away, and the light along the way is not very good.

Except for some engineering trucks, there are few other vehicles passing by in this place, and it is very secluded at night.

Soon after I lit a cigarette and walked out, I suddenly noticed an old minibus parked at the intersection in front of me.

It looks like they're waiting for passengers.

I hesitated, then looked left and right, and couldn't help but wonder in my heart, who else is there in this place at such a late hour?

There's a path leading to an abandoned village, so there's no way there's anyone living there, right?

It would be strange to be able to wait here until someone gets on the bus, I muttered as I slowly approached the side of the minibus.

When the driver saw me pushing the car passing by, he took the initiative to stick out his head and greet me: "Hey, young man, are you in the car?" A dollar. ”

I shook my head nonchalantly: "No, I don't live far away." ”

"It's okay, let my brother give you a ride, a dollar thing, what's the ink!"

The driver still persuades relentlessly.

I took a look at the minibus driver and saw that he was skinny and strange-looking, wearing short-sleeved shorts, and there was no flesh on his body.

"Brother, don't ink, it's a big deal that my brother doesn't charge money, come on, eat a chewing gum first!"

With that, the guy reached out and grabbed my clothes and shoved me with a colorful piece of gum.

When it came to this, I was too embarrassed to refuse, so I had to reach out and take it.

I thought this would be the end, but who knew that this guy was pestering and insisted that I eat a piece.

I guess something is wrong, and I think that this person is a roe deer, I'm afraid he is not a good person. But seeing that his clothes were grabbed by him, he wanted to pretend to eat a piece of perfunctory, and then left quickly.

At this moment, suddenly from the dark path on the side, a young woman in light blue clothes quickly appeared.

Her movement immediately interrupted me.

I shook my head, and saw this woman come straight to the car, looked at me very strangely, and then rushed into the car, and said to the driver impatiently: "I'll just come up, let's drive away!" ”

"Okay, he's going to get into my car sooner or later anyway!"

The skinny monkey driver's eyes flashed with a golden light, smiled strangely at me, immediately started the car, and drove away, gradually getting farther and farther away from me.

These two people, what a strange!

I smacked my lips and froze in place, looking at the minibus in the distance, feeling inexplicable.

At this time, I suddenly noticed that the woman and the driver in the car seemed to be waving at me slowly.

Moreover, the minibus also seemed to be floating on the road, like a shadow!

What the hell is going on?

My heart trembled, and I immediately woke up for the most part, shook my head and glared again, and the minibus was already nowhere to be seen.

However, before I could react, something even more bizarre happened.

Almost at the same moment that the minibus disappeared, the colorful package of chewing gum that had been holding in my hand disappeared without a trace!

I broke out in a cold sweat, and I must have been hallucinating from drinking.

Immediately, I got in the car and ran to the restaurant. This startled mind, the originally confused brain had already been completely awakened.

Back at the restaurant, Huang Wei was not there.

I poured a large glass of water and poured it a few sips, and it took a long time for my mood to slowly calm down.

When Granny Yu saw me coming in, she was a little flustered, as if she had seen something, and she gestured vigorously to me on the side.

She behaved strangely, and I watched it for a long time before I suddenly realized that Granny Yu was a mute.

This surprised me very much, and Huang Wei did not make this clear in the introduction. I have always been mistaken that Granny Yu has some prejudice against me.

I watched her pestle for a long time, but I was confused, and I didn't know sign language or anything.

And she was so fast that the more I looked at it, the more confused I became.

I asked Granny Yu: Do you always have something to tell me?

She nodded, without a trace of expression on her face, as if she was born with a cold face.

Seeing that she did have something to say, I reached out and took out a pen and a piece of paper from behind the bar and handed it to her, then pointed with my finger and motioned for her to write down what she wanted to say on the paper.

Granny Yu was babbling on her lips, and her head was shaking quickly, as if she couldn't write.

However, she still took the pen and paper a little helplessly, drew a few strange shapes on the paper, and handed it to me.

I frowned and looked at it carefully for a long time, but I didn't know what Granny Yu was trying to express?

On the white paper, a crooked drawing of something that looked a bit like the word "Lu".

Then on the edge of the word, there is a drawing of a kitchen knife, but it looks like a certain word, and there are two strange-shaped people.

The reason why it is said to be a strange-shaped person is because the person painted by Granny Yu has a sloppy hair on his head, and his limbs are weird, and he looks a little nondescript.

I guess it's because she doesn't draw well, after all, she doesn't specialize in drawing, and she's old enough to be able to draw on a blank sheet of paper, which is pretty good.

Come to think of it, anyway, there is only so much that can be understood.

I shook my head at Granny Yu with a blank face, indicating that I didn't understand it at all.

Granny Yu was helpless, so she had to sigh in the end, turned around and went to the back kitchen, probably busy with her own business.

I didn't think much of it, after all, I might not know her well on the first day I came to work.

After that, I was busy until almost a little before I finished work.

The next day, I arrived at the restaurant early as usual.

Soon, Huang Wei took out two lunch boxes that had already been packed and handed them to me: "Knife, send it to Old Building 302, remember what I told you before!" ”

When I heard that I was going to send it to the old building 302, I was inexplicably blocked.

But he still replied casually: "Okay, second uncle." ”

I immediately took the lunch box, got on the bike and walked straight in the direction of the old building.

I haven't been there in a few days.

It's just that when I think of the lifeless old building and the strange old man who lives in 302, I have an indescribable taste in my heart.

Probably, my first impression there wasn't very good.

Ten minutes later, I came downstairs to the old building.

Climbing the stairs to the door of 302, I knocked on the door as usual.

This time, the old man's movements were very quick, and he opened the door and handed out the money directly.

"Why, you're not leaving?"

The old man spoke, but his voice was still a little unpolite.

There was still no light on in the room, and it was pitch black.

This time, because the old man was standing on the threshold opposite me, I could see his whole picture through the faint light outside.

The old man's long face, almost all pockmarks, looked very ugly, and he wore a black sportswear.

If he wants to change his outfit to someone else, he must look full of energy.

But when he wore it, he didn't show a trace of vitality at all, and the whole person of this old man gave me the feeling that he was completely a sick and bad old man.

I tried to make it easy and handed over the lunch box to take the money quickly. I thought, it's still the old rule - flash first.

Just as I was about to turn around, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Alas, young man, wait a minute! The voice was still weak.

I froze, calmed down, nodded and asked him, "Old man, what's the matter?" ”

The old man waved his hand and motioned for me to wait. Then he went back to the house, took out a pack of papers, handed it to me, and then closed the door.

Could this old man be insane?

I was so confused by him that I quickly turned around and ran downstairs.

I was afraid that he would suddenly open the door again, rush out with a bloody kitchen knife in his hand, and pull me into the room to dismantle me.

After all, his actions were too unusual.

When I ran downstairs, I thought to myself, last time, the strange old man didn't play any pranks on me at all.

Instead, he seems to be a very dark person, and maybe he is still a psychopath who is mentally abnormal.

Anyway, after seeing the weird old man thoroughly today, I feel that he is not a joker.

I looked upstairs, and my heart was furious, as if the strange old man was hiding in a corner and watching.

I was going to throw away the pack of paper that the old man gave me, but I was afraid that the old man would suddenly jump out of somewhere, so I had to throw it into the basket tied to the back seat of the bicycle.

I thought to myself, I'll burn it when I go back. Then, I hurriedly got on my bike and hurried back to the restaurant.

As soon as I entered the store, Huang Wei greeted me from afar:

"Yo, knife, yes, it's getting faster, do it! The sky will descend on the people, and they must first work their muscles and bones, and then run to the construction site office, and come back to eat! ”

I made a mechanical "um" sound, took the lunch box, and immediately rode to the construction site.

On the side of Brother He's office, the road is easier to find, and I will deliver the takeaway soon.

When I left the gate of the construction site, I ran into the old man who was patrolling the night before.

He shone a flashlight at me, "What, boy, you're not going to leave yet?" The tone sounded unfriendly.

I thought he was going to drive me out of the construction site, so I hurriedly said, "Uncle, don't, don't rush, I'll leave immediately!" ”

"Alas," he sighed, and suddenly grabbed me, stared at me for a long time, and then whispered, "Young man, I don't think you can leave!" ”

I was a little dazed, but I still smiled, then took out a cigarette and handed it to him, reported my name, and then asked him: "Uncle, why can't you leave?" ”

"In this way, Xiaodao, you write down my phone number, my name is Tong Weiguo, and I will talk to you about this tomorrow."

He lit a cigarette, gave me my phone number, asked me to save it, and then told me to go back quickly, not to stop on the road, especially the fork in the road in the deserted village, and everything will be said tomorrow.

I am a little confused by the second monk, and I feel that this uncle named Tong Weiguo is weird.

When I got out of the construction site, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong. This Tong Weiguo told me to leave from the first day I came.

It seems that he was afraid that I was here to grab a job with him, but, if you think about it, he mentioned it before, what kind of thing about the death of the last delivery person.

Is it a hint to me that if I continue to do it, I will die?

But I don't understand, how can a good delivery of takeaway be linked to death?

And, even if you want to die, where does the danger come from?

At this time, I don't know what's going on, subconsciously, I suddenly thought of the strange old man living in 302.

I stopped the car and froze in place, thinking, could it be that I really have something to do with that strange old man?

At this time, I suddenly remembered the package of paper that the strange old man had given me earlier, and I didn't know what it was inside.

Now that I think about it, he would never give me a pack of meaningless waste paper for no reason!

There's got to be something in there.

Out of curiosity, I mustered up the courage to pull out the wrap of paper in the basket on the back seat of my bike.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the paper with a bang.

But when I opened the paper, I found that there was nothing else in it, just an ordinary old newspaper.

Is it really weird?

I couldn't help but wonder, what did the strange old man mean by giving me an old discarded newspaper?

Then, I pushed the cart to a better position not far away, opened the newspaper and brought it to the front, and looked at it attentively again.

The date of the newspaper was written more than a week ago on June 12.

The paper is a little shabby, but the headline title is particularly eye-catching, with two lines of large characters written in red and black block letters: "The takeaway brother died mysteriously, and the scene of the crime is full of shadows!" ”

At the same time, it is accompanied by several photos of the scene.

I slowly pushed the cart and took a closer look, and I noticed that the scene in the photo seemed to feel more and more familiar the more I looked at it.

This is weird!?

I couldn't help but look up and look around.

But just looking at it, I couldn't help but shiver immediately.

After several comparisons, my face turned white.

How is this possible?

The location in the photo is where I am standing now: a lone lamp pole with a dark path next to it.

Obviously, this is the fork in the road in the deserted village where I first encountered the strange minibus driver!

How did I come here again without realizing it?

Immediately, I was sweating on my forehead, and I immediately wanted to get on my bike and run back.

But before I could get on the bike, a shrill horn suddenly sounded behind me.

In the dimness, a dilapidated minibus stopped beside me very strangely and precisely!