District 9

It’s 11:30 late at night.

A drug delivery boy wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket entered the warehouse and shouted with a smile: "Second brother, come down here and I'll come over to get the quota."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Qu, who was upstairs with a shaved head, opened the door, looked downstairs and asked, "Are you getting the quota?"

"Ah, I just came back and I'm going to get on the road soon."

"Wait a moment." Xiaoqu greeted, went back into the house to get the key, locked the door again, and then went downstairs.

When the drug delivery boy saw the key in Xiao Qu's hand, he suddenly became confused: "Have you started issuing quotas now? Oops, you've been promoted!"

"Haha, no." Xiaoqu smiled and said, "Second brother has something to do and I'm out. Uncle Zi is not here either. I'll take care of them for a while."

"That's quite important."

"Stop talking nonsense, second brother is such a careless person." Xiao Qu responded casually: "Old man, it's not my turn to do this job."

The two of them chatted and walked to the door of the room at the back of the first floor. Xiaoqu opened the door with the key: "Wait at the door."

"good."

"What medicine do you want?" Xiaoqu asked.

"Five big boxes of Malanfa injections." The medicine dispenser responded softly.

Xiaoqu nodded upon hearing this, walked to the warehouse, and took five boxes of goods to the other party according to the labels on the boxes.

…

The other end.

In a nightclub entertainment city, Ma Laoer hugged the captain of the security team and said: "Don't worry, brother, if you take care of me, I will be worthy of you. After a while, I will let you go downstairs and go to the girl's room to pick it up. If you are satisfied, you can directly take it." Walk……."

"Then what if I don't even look down on it?"

"Fuck, are you so high-minded?" Ma Laoer stroked his hair: "If you don't like it, then I can only do it myself. Let me tell you brother... I am known as a trumpet player in the world. Let's work together. I really haven’t convinced anyone yet.”

"Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this.

The captain of the security team looked back at the old cat, gave a thumbs up and commented: "You have some unique skills, brother."

"We have a lot of fun, but if there is any trouble on the road in the future, you have to take care of it." The old cat said, picking up the wine glass.

"It's a small matter." Captain Lu waved his hand, secretly holding the old cat and said: "The superintendent belongs to your family, so how can I disobey you?"

"Don't... don't talk about this. If you say this in public, why do you want to kill me?"

The two talked about business flattery and drank happily.

…

On a certain street in a dark neighborhood.

The drug delivery boy who just took the goods from Xiaoqu's place stood in the alley with one hand in his pocket and turned to look around.

After waiting for a while, a skinny old man walked over quickly, wiping the frost and snow from his beard.

"Coming, sir?"

"Where's the medicine?" the old man asked bluntly.

The medicine man looked around again, then took out the medicine box from his arms and handed it to the other party: "There are two boxes in total, one hundred and two."

The old man was stunned: "Bring me two more boxes."

"No, no." The medicine man shook his head: "One person can only buy two boxes, so hurry up and pay."

"Just give me two more boxes. It's a mess now. I don't know if one day this medicine is stopped, my son will die..." The old man prayed and said: "Just give me two more boxes, and I will give you five more dollars." ,Okay?"

"It's not about the money," the medicine man said in a dilemma, "It's because the superiors don't let me put too much."

"Give me two more boxes, and no one else will know, so hurry up." The old man said impatiently: "I beg you, okay? I'll get you two more customers later... Our trip to the street , many people work in the nuclear radiation area...all of them are sick..."

The drug delivery boy looked at the old man and felt that he was very pitiful and said: "How do you know there is nuclear radiation there and still go to work there?"

"If you don't work, you'll starve to death. If you work, you'll get sick. What do you think?" The old man also sighed.

The medicine man had no choice but to secretly take out another box of medicine from his arms, stuff it into the other person's hands and say, "I'll give you three boxes at most, otherwise the higher-ups will find out and I won't be able to take any more."

"Okay, I'll give you one hundred and eighty-five."

"No, I won't miss your five yuan. You can go back and buy some food for the child." The medicine man replied softly.

"Thank you." The old man took the medicine, paid the money, and left the alley in a hurry.

The drug delivery boy waited in the alley for a while, then disappeared into the night, preparing to go to the second delivery location.

…

In the entertainment city.

While Lao Mao was drinking, his phone suddenly rang. He then walked outside and chatted for less than five minutes before returning to the box.

"Fuck, I thought you pissed yourself off again." Ma Laoer's face turned red and he waved his hands: "Come on, come over and play a little game."

"Don't play yet." After Lao Mao sat down, he pulled Ma Lao Er alone and said, "Have you shipped the goods tonight?"

"I go out every day."

"Then you quickly call the following and stop all the medicine for tonight." Old Mao frowned and said: "The security department at the police station will be sweeping the streets tonight, and they didn't notify me before. They must be very strict. You Make arrangements quickly so nothing happens."

Ma Laoer was stunned: "Why are you sweeping the streets for no reason?"

"I guess Feng Bei may come to lead again. I don't know very well. Anyway, just stop."

"good."

Ma Laoer got up after hearing the sound, and called Xiaoqu when he went out, but the caller kept saying no one answered. In the end, he had no choice but to shout to his follower: "Liu'er, hurry back to the warehouse and tell Xiaoqu not to put the goods away, lock the door and get off work."

"I understand." The follower nodded.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Laoer called several drug dealers below and specifically informed them not to continue shipping. They all went home and squinted. At this time, the young man who had just sold the medicine to the old man had already sold out all five boxes of medicine he had.

…

It's past twelve o'clock at night.

The follower returned to the warehouse and shouted to Xiaoqu: "Second brother called you, why didn't you answer the call?"

"Damn, my phone is about to break down. It doesn't work anymore and it doesn't even ring." Xiaoqu went downstairs to explain.

"Second brother asked me to tell you that tonight the police station will sweep the streets and all our work has stopped." The follower said loudly: "Let's pack up quickly and get off work."

Xiaoqu was startled when he heard the sound: "Why did the police station suddenly sweep the streets again?"

"I don't know." The follower shook his head: "Get it done quickly, lock the door, take the account book and leave."

"Okay." Xiaoqu nodded with a strange expression.

…

In a suburban slum.

After the old man who bought the medicine came home, he personally used a disposable syringe to inject a drip into his son who was lying on the bed.

"Dad... don't buy me medicine next time... it's a waste of money." The son said weakly.

"I don't want to buy it for you, but you are my son." The old man sighed and said, "Open your mouth and eat something."

In the room without lights, the old man fed his son in the dark, then lay on a chair and dozed off, preparing to remove the needle from him later.

About half an hour later, my son, who was lying quietly on the bed, suddenly gasped violently, his eyes widened, and he reached out and hit the old man in the face: "Dad...Dad...I feel uncomfortable...my chest feels uncomfortable." ….”