Chapter 835: Zhang Yao: Who Stole My Delivery?
About half an hour had passed.
Zhang Le had already watched the third video, and it was at that moment when he suddenly clutched his stomach, his brows furrowing.
He rushed hurriedly to the bathroom.
After squatting in the bathroom for ten minutes, the door opened, and Zhang Le emerged with a relaxed brow, looking entirely at ease.
He returned to his bedroom to watch videos, and after about twenty minutes, his stomach suddenly started aching again.
He ran back to the bathroom.
After this trip to the bathroom, he muttered to himself in confusion, "Did I eat something bad?"
He didn't think much of it.
Back in the bedroom, fifteen minutes later.
He rushed to the bathroom again in a panic, taking his third trip.
It was only after this trip that he realized something truly seemed off.
"I didn't eat anything all day, just two meal deliveries at lunch and dinner..."
Back in the bedroom, he prayed his stomach would stop hurting, but after about ten minutes.
Fourth time.
When Zhang Le emerged this time, his face was as dark as charcoal.
He returned to his bedroom, picked up his phone from the computer desk, and opened the Lightning Delivery app.
He found the shop for the beef fried rice he had ordered that evening.
"It must be tonight's fried rice causing the problem. If lunch's delivery was the issue, it would have hit me much earlier."
He opened a private chat with this shop called Eight Commandments Fried Rice.
Typed: "I ate your beef fried rice, and I've had diarrhea four times tonight."
After sending this message, Zhang Le frowned in pain, placed his phone on the computer desk, and leaned back into his computer chair.
Two minutes later, a reply came from the other side.
"It can't be my fried rice that caused the problem. My fried rice ingredients and hygiene are all very clean."
Zhang Le let out a cold laugh and typed: "So you're saying I'm deliberately causing trouble for you?"
Shop owner: "That's not what I mean. I'm saying my fried rice definitely has no issues. You probably ate something else that gave you diarrhea."
Zhang Le: "I haven't eaten anything today besides your fried rice."
There was no reply from the other side.
They were probably thinking of some excuse to fend off Zhang Le.
But in the end, it was still that same line: "My fried rice definitely has no problems."
Zhang Le stopped bickering with this shop owner.
Because his stomach was hurting again.
After this trip to the bathroom.
He knew he definitely had to go to the hospital. He couldn't tough it out at home anymore.
So he sent a message to the manager of Building No. 1 — Wu Wen.
For people like them living in Alice Apartment who weren't lab rats, if they wanted to leave, they had to get the manager's permission. Otherwise, leaving without authorization would only lead to four words — a fate worse than death.
The live stream room.
Chat section.
Middle-aged Uncle: [So it really was laxatives. Jin Hai's behavior is basically taking revenge on society, randomly putting laxatives in other people's deliveries. Even worse than just stealing someone's food.]
Ultimate Rich Kid: [Sorry, but Jin Hai did both. The delivery he took for himself wasn't his either.]
The time went back to just two minutes after Zhang Le had taken his delivery.
From Building No. 1.
Zhang Yao strolled out casually.
He went to the delivery rack and took a look. After glancing at the deliveries on the rack, he didn't see his own. So he carefully checked a second time, but still didn't find it.
At that point, he pulled out his phone and opened the Lightning Delivery app. He compared it with the photo the delivery person had sent him showing which slot his food was placed in.
The delivery was in slot 23 of the first rack, but now slot 23 was completely empty, not even a hair in sight.
"What the hell."
Zhang Yao was completely baffled.
He contacted the delivery person who had brought his food and told him about the situation.
"Where's my delivery? I can't see it!"
He sent a photo of the empty slot 23.
The delivery person who brought his food replied: "The food's gone? Someone else might have taken it."
Zhang Yao opened the delivery person's profile on Lightning Delivery and saw that this courier had already completed several thousand orders. They probably wouldn't do something like stealing food for a free meal.
So, it was very likely taken by someone else.
"Damn it, do people have no decency? Stealing deliveries?!"
"Son of a bitch, that was my 168 yuan cheese ribs I ordered!!!"
Zhang Yao was naturally heartbroken over the cost of this delivery. After all, living in Alice Apartment with no other income, he only had a monthly living allowance of 10,000 yuan.
Even though compared to working people in society, this was actually a high salary, losing a 168 yuan dinner still stung. He couldn't afford that.
He walked over to the nearby security room.
Inside the security room, only Zeng Yan was there now.
Because of the Bundy incident last time, Zhang Yao and Zeng Yan knew each other.
Especially since Zhang Yao had once disposed of Lei Xiaoman's boyfriend's body, and Zeng Yan had happened to see it.
And even made a call to report it.
Because of that, Zhang Yao didn't have a good impression of Zeng Yan.
He'd even entertained the thought of killing Zeng Yan before.
But now, he was more focused on catching the person who stole his delivery.
"Hey, Zeng Yan, so you're a security guard here now?"
Zhang Yao greeted him as he entered the security room.
Zeng Yan sat on the swivel chair and nodded: "Yeah, only been on the job for a few days."
Zhang Yao: "Then let me ask you something. My delivery went missing. Did you see anyone suspicious?"
Zeng Yan thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No. I've been in the security room the whole time. Didn't see anyone else."
"What, your delivery got stolen?"
Zhang Yao nodded: "Yeah, my delivery's gone. It must be someone in this apartment complex who took it."
Zeng Yan: "Then post it in the apartment group chat and ask who took it."
Zhang Yao snorted in exasperation: "Do you really think someone who steals our delivery just accidentally grabbed the wrong one?"
Zeng Yan let out a couple of "Oh"s: "That's a good point! But since the delivery's already gone, just order another one."
Zhang Yao gritted his teeth: "The one I ordered was 168 yuan cheese ribs. If I order another one, are you going to pay for it?"
Hearing the words "cheese ribs."
Zeng Yan's face immediately darkened.
Seeing that he couldn't get any useful leads from Zeng Yan, Zhang Yao left the security room.
Inside the security room, the darkness on Zeng Yan's face gradually faded. He suddenly remembered that before entering the security room, a little boy around ten years old had come hopping over to pick up a delivery. Could that little boy have taken Zhang Yao's delivery?
These days, there were plenty of bratty kids, so it was a suspicious possibility.
But Zeng Yan didn't chase after Zhang Yao to tell him this. The reason was simple — who told you to order cheese ribs?
Besides, Zeng Yan didn't like Zhang Yao either, because of that report last time.
Zhang Yao strolled out casually.
Zeng Yan still suspected it was him.
He trusted his own eyes.