Putting down the phone, Yuan Zhou stood at the door in a daze for a while before turning around to go back into the shop.
"That's the fourth one," Yuan Zhou mumbled to himself.
There's no news from the fourth one. Is there really too little information, or is his family not in Chengdu or even Sichuan? Yuan Zhou thought to himself.
"That makes sense. He didn't say he was from Sichuan or Chengdu."
"Looks like there's no way to find him."
After receiving the call, many thoughts flashed through Yuan Zhou's mind. In the end, he settled on this one sentence.
Yes, after listening to Zhou Shijie's suggestion, Yuan Zhou decided to look for Song An's family. He didn't know what he could do if he found them, but he wanted to find them. After all, he had given Yuan Zhou the boxing gloves that he valued the most when he was alive.
Yuan Zhou actually only knew Song An's name. He knew that he was an amateur boxer who wanted to become a professional boxer, but he didn't know anything else.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou directly entrusted four detective agencies to carry out the investigation. Today, it was the fourth and also the last agency that sent the news.
The information given by each agency was the same. They couldn't find Song An's family because there was too little information.
After going to so many detective agencies, the only thing Yuan Zhou got was that he knew the cause of Song An's death. Other than that, there was nothing else.
Maybe I should give up or find a few more detective agencies. Yuan Zhou's mind was running wild as he scrolled through his phone.
The page on the phone flashed quickly. Yuan Zhou's attention wasn't on it at all, but suddenly, Yuan Zhou caught a glimpse of a logo.
A bright red cross was circled by a golden leaf. It was a news interview about the Red Cross.
The bright color of the logo caught Yuan Zhou's attention. He lowered his head and stared at the logo in a daze.
This is the logo of the Red Cross? Something seemed to flash through Yuan Zhou's mind.
Yuan Zhou was a very patient person. He stared at the logo for a full five minutes before putting down the phone.
"Perhaps I can use a different method." Yuan Zhou recalled the reason for Song An's death.
"Yes, let's change the method." Yuan Zhou put down his phone and walked up to his room on the second floor without closing the door.
He turned on the computer and began to search for some information.
Yuan Zhou typed in the word "boxer" and a lot of news appeared.
"It's not this." Yuan Zhou frowned and changed the search.
This time, Yuan Zhou searched for the term "injuries and illnesses of boxers". Then, a lot of shocking injuries and illnesses appeared. Bone fractures were minor, but the more serious ones affected the eyesight and hearing, and the more serious ones affected the internal organs.
Yuan Zhou carefully flipped through the book page by page and started to check.
By the time Yuan Zhou finished reading, almost an hour had passed. At this time, Yuan Zhou began to do what he had just thought of.
He found a donation platform and clicked on its webpage to check it out.
This donation platform was chosen by Yuan Zhou after checking the news for the past hour.
"I hope there are no problems." Yuan Zhou began to check it carefully.
The logo of the boxing donation website was a pair of ordinary boxing gloves held together. The black and white colors made it look very solemn.
The style of the entire website was red, a bit like the red of the Red Cross. The color was bright, but the words inside were all in block letters. The size was just right, so it looked okay.
The top right of the website was the way to donate to the boxing association. Below it was the donation information inquiry platform. There was a black phone logo on the top, so it must be possible to make a phone call.
The next tab was online donation. Yuan Zhou was not in a hurry, so he carefully checked the information on the first page.
He moved his mouse to the left side, and there was the recent work information of the boxing platform. The lines clearly stated the work that had been done recently.
Click, click, click. Yuan Zhou kept clicking the mouse. He was checking whether the work information on the website was real or not.
After struggling for quite a while, Yuan Zhou felt relieved.
"Looks like there should be no problem now." Yuan Zhou clicked on the online donation box.
A webpage popped up on the computer.
The first line of the webpage read, "Thank you for giving your love online."
"By the way, system, can you transfer a part of the money to my ICBC card?" Yuan Zhou asked in his mind.
The system displayed, "Yes."
"Thank God you can do this." Yuan Zhou heaved a sigh of relief.
The system displayed, "If the host has any doubts about the transfer, he can reject it. After the rejection, the money will be handled by the host himself."
"No, I don't have any objections. You can transfer it directly to the ICBC card," Yuan Zhou said immediately.
The system displayed, "It has been completed. The host can check it himself."
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou was very serious when he said thank you.
The system went offline again and did not respond.
"In this case, I can do this full-time with this card." Yuan Zhou smiled with satisfaction. Only then did he start to carefully check the online donation requirements.
Yuan Zhou looked very carefully. At the top of the information, there was a line of small black characters that said, "Thank you for your donation! Your donations of 10 yuan and below will be directly sent to the online donation box. The funds will be gathered and used for humanitarian and public welfare projects in line with the aim of the boxing donation website. "
"The boxing donation association sincerely thanks you for your trust and support. On behalf of all boxers in need, we thank you for your love and dedication!"
"That's enough." Yuan Zhou looked at the words and sighed in his heart.
In this case, there was a form below. The form was to fill in the donation information and payment method.
The first part of the donation information was naturally the type of donation. Yuan Zhou filled in his personal information without hesitation. Then, Yuan Zhou filled in the name of the donor very quickly.
"Pa Pa", Yuan Zhou tapped on the keyboard twice and filled in the name of Song An.
That's right. Yuan Zhou couldn't find Song An's family. He thought for a long time and came up with this idea.
Yuan Zhou planned to use Song An's name to make regular donations to the boxing donation website. This was Yuan Zhou's idea.
He filled in the form quickly, but when it came to the phone number and address, he used Song An's address that the detective agency had found.
Even the phone number Yuan Zhou left was Song An's personal number, which was no longer active.
When asked if he wanted to donate anonymously, Yuan Zhou chose "No". The last line was the donation message.
Yuan Zhou didn't write it immediately. He thought for a while before starting to type.
While typing, Yuan Zhou remembered that every time Song An came to the shop, the first thing he did was to hand him a towel.
Therefore, the words that Yuan Zhou typed were, "Don't let your family see you with blood all over your face."
Yes, this was what Yuan Zhou wanted to say to help Song An.
"Click." Yuan Zhou clicked "Confirm". After a while, it was successfully submitted. Three minutes later, his phone received a notification that the bank had deducted the money.
Looking at the "minus" sign on the notification, Yuan Zhou smiled for the first time because of spending money.
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