"Gu Yang, you are the first person to know my story. Thank you for listening to me. I, Song Hui, will rest in peace even if I die."

This sentence, like a loop that cannot be turned off, has been playing in Gu Yang's brain.

This convinced Gu Yang that he had obtained all the information from Song Hui.

The traceability progress should have reached 100%.

With an extremely strong sense of expectation, Gu Yang called out the 'traceability panel' as if he couldn't wait.

.......

Name: Gu Yang

Skills: None

Physique: 12.6 1 (fusion or not)

Wealth: 1 (whether to exchange)

Tracing the origin: the severed hand beside the bed, progress 48%.

......

The original progress was 39%, now it is 48%, an increase of 9%.

One point has been added to both the constitution and wealth columns.

These seem to be normal.

But it surprised Gu Yang.

"How could it only grow by 9%?"

"Isn't the truth of the matter not that Song Hui's career failed and ended miserably due to cancer?"

"Did Song Hui lie?"

"Or is this matter not as simple as I thought?"

"A severed hand? Where did the severed hand beside the bed come from?"

Thinking of this, Gu Yang suddenly realized.

He should find the 'broken hand', and only with the 'broken hand', maybe all the problems will be revealed.

This time he did not choose to redeem it immediately.

Anyway, you can redeem it anytime and anywhere.

......

When I walked out of the cancer hospital, the sun was already high.

It's a nice day today, but the temperature is still very low, which is even more uncomfortable than snow. Every wind that blows seems to bring a knife.

Gu Yang got on the tricycle again.

Basically, every place you go costs only a dime.

The price is so low that Gu Yang can't breathe.

A few decades later, if a dime falls on the ground, no one will want to pick it up.

The sun is shining brightly and the small town is quaint.

His task is urgent, and a new day seems to have just begun.

Gu Yang is on his way to Yunmei Express Station in Zhengming County.

He is going to investigate where Song Hui once worked, and maybe he can gain something from it.

Of course,

Where else can he go but there?

When you have no clue, the closer you try to get closer to the place related to Song Hui, the more correct choice you will make.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The coachman has spoken.

Gu Yang tried to ask: "How much money, I will give it to you."

Although it's a dime a dozen in most places, some places are slightly different.

The uncle muttered something, but he didn’t know what he said. Maybe because of the dialect, Gu Yang didn’t hear it clearly.

The uncle then raised two fingers with a look of embarrassment.

Gu Yang: "Two cents?"

Uncle: "Yeah, young man, this trip is too far. I didn't charge you a penny."

It’s only two cents! Looking at the uncle’s embarrassed look, Gu Yang actually wanted to laugh.

He cheerfully took out two cents and handed it over, then hurriedly got out of the car.

In front of him was the Yunmei Express station. Gu Yanglue hesitated and walked over.

.......

.......

I took a few steps forward and stopped.

My heart said: What does it mean if I just walk over like this?

If he wanted to talk to the other party, he had to come up with a reasonable topic. After all, as soon as he mentioned Song Hui, he would probably want to look at him with a magnifying glass.

There is a large truck parked in front of the shop.

Gu Yang quickly came to the side of the truck and began to think of ideas.

In front of the truck, more than a dozen couriers were sorting packages. They all had some personal emotions. The packages were deliberately thrown high into the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

While joking about all the embarrassing things he encountered during the express delivery process.

At this time,

A black car slowed down and stopped on the road opposite the store.

Two middle-aged people, one man and one woman, walked out of the car.

The man wears a suit and leather shoes, his hair is parted in the middle, his forehead is broad, and he has a big belly. At first glance, he looks like a man who is doing big things.

The woman wears heavy makeup and has a ladylike temperament. The corners of her mouth are slightly drooped, which makes her look almost outrageous.

They each held a stack of documents in their arms. The three characters "indictment" were clearly printed on the envelope, which made people shudder.

Gu Yang thought they were here to send express delivery and didn't pay much attention. Unexpectedly, the woman started yelling as soon as she walked in front of the big truck.

"Hey, I said, can you split up quickly? Don't be so slow and like an uncle."

"I'm warning you again, and this is the last time, don't throw or drop the packages during sorting. It's you who broke the packages. If you do this again, then I will have to find a way!"

"I've always told you that express delivery is a service industry, and you can't just do whatever you want."

"Well, I know some people have issues with the company and protest in this way."

"I want to say 'haha'. If anyone has this kind of thinking, give up as soon as possible. If you want to do it, just do it for me. If you don't want to do it, get out!"

"Yunmei Express doesn't have much without you, but it doesn't have much without you. You don't want to do it, but others are still rushing to do it!"

"..."

The woman cursed a few words bitterly and walked into the office with a dark face.

The middle-aged man also said a few words, and his tone was extremely threatening.

"Hello, Sister Lan!"

Seeing the woman walking in, the front desk clerk jumped up from his seat.

"Xiao He, has the Yonghe branch's recent collection volume increased?"

"No, Sister Lan."

Sister Lan: "It seems that this young man is not very good!"

The man said: "I just took over, so I'm probably not very familiar with it yet."

His name is Zhou Xijin, and he and Sister Lan are a couple. They have surprisingly consistent values ​​and views on money.

In the company, he perfectly interprets the principle of "the same spirit connects the branches, and the wife sings and the husband follows".

Sister Lan: "It's not that I'm not familiar with him, it's that he hasn't been around as long as Song Hui. Many old customers only recognize his face and have no choice."

Zhou Xijin: "It will get better gradually. Anyway, the reputation of Yonghe branch is already there."

Sister Lan: "I hope so."

The couple smiled lazily at each other and went about their business.

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To be continued...