I deliver food in a bizarre world

Several orders came in a row, and although the clients' requests were a bit strange, they were all resolved smoothly thanks to Chen Mo's experience and ability to adapt.

When I delivered the fifth order, the location was a relatively new apartment complex. When I knocked on the door, a grandmother with a small child was there to collect the food.

"Thank you," Grandma said politely as she took the takeout.

"You're welcome, it's my pleasure." Chen Mo smiled and glanced at the child as usual.

The child, about three or four years old, was staring at him with wide, dark eyes.

Just as he turned to leave, the child suddenly pointed at Chen Mo's fanny pack and said in a childish voice, "Grandma, there's a little person moving in that brother's bag!"

Grandma gently patted the child's hand and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense! Say goodbye to your brother."

The child pouted and reluctantly said, "Goodbye, brother..."

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat.

What could possibly be in his fanny pack that could be associated with a villain?

That's just... the one who just put away the little paper doll.

Could it be... that the child saw something?

He smiled calmly, waved to his grandmother and the child, and hurried downstairs.

[Holy crap, is this kid an actor hired by Mo Ge?]

[No, this is giving me the creeps. Was this really true this morning? Did Brother Mo really take a kid away?]

I don't believe it unless I see it with my own eyes.

[+1+1, the technology these days is amazing! Even with the naked eye, there's 3D virtual technology to fool you!]

He ignored the comments and sat back on his electric scooter, unable to resist touching his waist pack.

The paper figure lay there quietly, without any sign of anything amiss...

After thinking for a moment, he moved the paper figure to his inventory.

I'll look into this when I have more time!

Lunchtime is the peak delivery period, with orders coming in one after another. After delivering a milk tea order to an office building, while waiting for the elevator, he overheard two office workers chatting.

"Have you heard? Something seems to have happened in the west of the city?"

"Which part of the city's west side? The old city area?"

"Yeah, the area further west from Laoxi Street seems to be blocked off. They say they're checking the gas pipelines, but it doesn't look like it..."

"Shh...keep your voice down, the version I heard is that someone has gone missing..."

West of the city?

Further west from Laoxi Street?

Chen Mo's ears immediately perked up.

Laoxi Street is the area where the Mirror Hotel, which he had visited before, is located.

That place was strange enough in itself, but further west...

He remembered that his father's notebook seemed to have marked that area, but he hadn't looked at it closely at the time.

Could it be that when Chen Xing heard him say on the phone that he couldn't hold back anymore, he was referring to that place?

The elevator arrived, and the two office workers stopped talking and went inside.

Chen Mo followed them into the elevator, but his mind was already racing with thoughts.

If something really serious happens in the west of the city and the authorities intervene and seal it off, then his father, Chen Jingming, will definitely be implicated.

If it can't be processed... will this become another order from the app?

He tapped his phone and glanced at the black and red app icon that sat quietly in the corner of the screen.

There are still a few hours until the next order refresh...

The timing matches up... I hope this order won't end up on his shoulders.

His brows furrowed, then relaxed.

who cares?

When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it!

After delivering the midday rush of orders, Chen Mo found a shady spot to rest and have lunch.

As he munched on his bread, he flipped through the notebook his father had given him again, finding the pages about the western part of the city.

The above record is briefer than that of Longquan District, but the evaluation is much higher.

"Great evil spirit..." Chen Mo pondered the two words written in his notebook.

The spirit in the Mirror Hotel, I wonder if it would be considered a "major evil spirit" in the laptop's reviews.

If that doesn't count, what might be hidden further west of the city?

He closed his notebook, feeling a bit of bread stuck in his mouth.

With his current abilities, he can handle a stubborn little devil, but if he were to actually confront those, he would likely meet with dire consequences.

The more you know, the more insignificant you feel.

Around 5 p.m., a more troublesome order came in.

This is a takeout order from a well-known Sichuan restaurant. The customer requested that it be delivered to the sixth floor of an old-style residential building.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly. He knew this neighborhood; it was quite old and didn't even have an elevator.

If it were any other rider, they would probably be cursing by now.

They have daily order quantity requirements, and the time is tight and the task is heavy. Taking on this kind of order is just a mental challenge.

Climbing six floors is no big deal for Chen Mo.

Unlike other riders who rely on their jobs for a living and have strict KPIs, he has plenty of time and can take on orders one by one.

The platform also valued his traffic and didn't impose many restrictions on him; he could take on projects whenever he wanted, and the treatment was the same...

The note for this order was simple: "Ring the doorbell when it's delivered to my door, and wait for me to come and pick it up. Don't leave it at the door."

He carried the heavy lunchbox and strode upstairs with incredible speed, managing not to spill a single bite.

He reached the door and rang the doorbell. An old woman's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"Hello, your takeout has arrived."

"Oh, you can leave it at the door," the old lady said casually.

Chen Mo was taken aback. Everyone was home, so why was he leaving me at my doorstep?

Doesn't the note say it's not allowed to be placed here?

He glanced at the note and asked, "Auntie, didn't the note say 'Wait for you to come and pick it up'?"

"I have difficulty walking, just leave it at the door!" the old lady repeated.

"Well... Auntie, the floor is so dirty, and it wouldn't be good if the food spilled or got cold. I'd better wait a bit. Please come quickly, I have plenty of time."

"Why are you so long-winded! I said put it at the door, so I'll put it at the door!"

The old lady's tone was clearly impatient.

Chen Mo glanced at the live stream, where the chat was bursting with laughter.

Wow, this old lady's got some skills!

In team fights, this would definitely deal explosive damage!

[Hahaha, this is hilarious!]

[Brother Mo really tried his best! This old lady is too skilled; it's no wonder he lost the tug-of-war!]

[Don't let the streamer release this! If you do, he'll immediately file a complaint, trust me! My friend did it before!]

【Huh? There are really such despicable people?】

[Wouldn't that break Brother Mo's 100% zero-complaint record? That old lady is cunning and sly! Let's get her!]

It's not that old people have become bad! It's that bad people have grown old!

Compared to that, the group of elderly women in the neighborhood this morning were actually quite well-behaved.

[Morning? What happened this morning?]

Chen Mo spotted a new audience member at a glance!

Actually, he doesn't need his fans to remind him; he knows it perfectly well in his own mind.

This old lady wants him to leave it at the door so she can complain about not following the instructions and then take advantage of the merchant!

Then the merchant will argue with the platform, and in the end, they will deduct money from his account.

He didn't make a phone call, so there was no recording, and no platform records as evidence.

If a dispute arises, you'll just have to swallow your pride and accept it.

He won't fall for that!

His tone remained gentle and patient: "Auntie, how about this, shall I hang the lunchbox on the doorknob for you? That way it won't tip over, you can grab it directly when you open the door, and you won't have to bend over."

"No, it will fall down when I open the door!" The old lady seemed to be on the verge of anger.

Chen Mo decided to stop pretending: "Then send me a message and tell me to put it on the ground, then I'll put it on the ground. Otherwise, I'll just follow the order notes. Anyway, I don't have any orders on hand right now."

There was a few seconds of silence inside.

Finally, the door clicked open a crack, and a wrinkled hand reached out: "Give it to me!"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.

Ha, right behind the door, are you trying to trick me?

He handed the lunchbox to that hand, said "Enjoy your meal," and turned to sprint downstairs.

[Haha, my brother Mo is so clever!]

In the battle of wits with the cunning old lady, Mo Ge ultimately prevailed!

[Hahaha, that's amazing!]

[Mo Ge: Trying to trick me? No way!]

The old lady was probably completely stunned!

[Who told Mo Ge to do things differently!]

[An elderly woman missed out on a chance to dine and dash!]

To be fair, this old lady is quite trendy. My mom is about the same age as her, and she doesn't know how to order takeout using her phone!

Back in the car, Chen Mo took a sip of water and smiled at the camera, saying, "See? That's what you call professional. You shut him up and leave him with no excuses."

Soon, it was five o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Mo planned to take a few more orders and then go home, just then his phone vibrated in his pocket.

His heart skipped a beat, and he pulled over.