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Feng Bujue has many problems...
For example, why didn't he even see a single person when he walked all the way from the town's entrance? Or, why are all the shops in town closed? Also, what's up with that "invisible bike" on the road? Could it be the so-called "ghost postman"
In addition to the above, there are also the identity of the mysterious figure, the reason why the bridge broke, and so on...
There are many mysteries surrounding this small town, but none of them have been solved at the moment, and there is no clue.
"Uh... I really want to ask..." Feng Bujue thought for a few seconds before replying, "Why..."
thump thump—
Just when he was about to ask a question, three knocks on the door just interrupted his words.
"Ah... I almost forgot." Nelson raised his eyebrows, and said to Feng Bujue, "Besides you, I also invited another person to come for an interview today." After saying this, he immediately raised his eyebrows The voice shouted in the direction of the door, "Please come in."
A few seconds later, the person outside the door turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and entered.
Feng Bujue also turned his head and looked towards the door, only to see... a short man who entered was about thirty-five years old. He has curly brown hair and shrewd blue eyes. He was wearing a dark blue suit, well-polished leather shoes, and a felt hat on his head. Obviously... This interviewer is much more sophisticated than Dave in terms of clothing.
"Well... hello, sir, I'm here..."
Bang-click.
He was shot in the head with a double-barreled shotgun after only half a sentence.
A large amount of blood and brain paste smeared on the wall of the corridor, and the corpse also fell towards the door.
"Wo~de~Fak?" Feng Bujue swears in his heart immediately, firstly because it happened inexplicably and suddenly, and secondly because the gunshot just now made his right ear temporarily deaf.
"You! Late! Here! La!" Director Nelson yelled at the body of the deceased a few meters away after killing the man, "Bastard!"
"So this kind of thing will happen if you are really late..." Brother Jue turned his head back silently, looked at Nelson, and thought to himself, "When and where did this guy take out the gun..."
"Sorry, I hate people who are not punctual, you know that." After killing people and shouting at the corpse, Nelson put down the gun as if nothing had happened, and put it behind the chair.
Only then did Brother Jue realize... the gun had been hidden behind Nelson's chair all along, and it was readily available...
"Ah~ where did we talk?" Nelson sat down again and adjusted the neckline of his suit, "Oh, by the way, did I tell you, I still hate the kind of people who ask questions and like to listen to things guy?"
"Hehehe..." At this moment, Feng Bujue adjusted his facial muscles and successfully showed a mentally retarded smile, "Director, it's getting late, I'm going to deliver the letter." He put the things on the table in his arms Swipe inside, turn around and leave.
"Wait." Nelson suddenly stopped Brother Jue again.
Feng Bujue's cold sweat dripped down, his body tensed, and he slowly turned his head: "Is there anything else..."
"Of course." As Nelson said, he took out a card from the inner pocket of his suit, then picked up the pen on the table, wrote something on it, and then stamped it, "You have to Just take this temporary work permit, otherwise the townspeople will refuse to accept the letters you send."
"Well...understood..." Brother Jue breathed a sigh of relief, walked back to the table, and took the card from the other party.
[Name: Otaku Town Post Office Temporary Work Permit]
[Type: Drama Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Prove your identity as a "postman"]
[Whether the script can be brought out: No]
[Note: This card is only valid for 24 hours.]
"If you accidentally lose your ID, you can come back and find me to sign for you again." Nelson said, "But...the only one you get for free is this one, understand?"
"Totally understand." Feng Bujue nodded in response.
"Okay, then... Good luck, Mr. Dave." After Nelson said this, he lowered his head and began to deal with some paper documents that were spread out on the table.
Obviously, this episode has come to an end.
Feng Bujue put away his things and ran outside immediately. But... Before going out, he didn't forget to play a trick - he closed the door.
After closing the door, Brother Jue jumped at the headshot corpse without saying a word...
(At this moment, if the phrase "let it go while it's hot" comes to your mind, please consult a psychologist, or turn yourself in to the police.)
"This guy is a grown man... He didn't bring a wallet with him when he went out?" Feng Bujue rummaged through the other's pockets in an unusually skillful way, and then complained, "You are Alan Harper (" The fictional characters in Two and a Half Men are very poor for various reasons, and because of poverty, they become stingy, and gradually lose their morals. In order not to pay the bill, they basically go out to appointments without wallets on purpose.)?"
In the end, he found only three things on the other person: a cruet full of salt (looks like it was stolen in a restaurant), a $5 bill, and a short piece of wooden Make pencils.
"In a sense... I feel a little sympathetic to this guy..." Feng Bujue stood up after searching the body and said, "It doesn't look like he's so poor from the outside..." He put a few things into his pocket, He glanced at the bloody and charred felt hat on the ground again, "Oh... let's forget it..."
That hat looks really good, and it must be more expensive than the rest of this man's possessions combined. It should be something he used to support his appearance. Unfortunately... it's worthless now.
"Hmm... I couldn't find anything to prove his identity..." Feng Bujue was walking in the corridor, thinking while thinking, "I can't confirm whether he is a resident of this town or an outsider..." He walked down the stairs and returned quickly. Arriving at the lobby on the first floor of the post office, "If he is not a townsman of Otaku Town, then the problem is... the bridge is broken, how did he get in?" His thinking unfolded like a spider web, and he kept deducing All kinds of possibilities, "Excluding low-probability assumptions such as skydiving, there are probably two situations... First, there is actually more than one path connecting this town to the outside world. Second, he entered the town earlier than me, but for some reason... He was ten minutes late."
While thinking, he found the exit to the back door of the post office and walked over.
"The figure who reminded me earlier said that if the bridge is broken, you can't get out..." He continued to think, "Let's assume that she is telling the truth, then... based on the second situation... the man in the felt hat (Brother Jue gave the other party a code name so casually) How did he come to Otaku Town? How long ago did he come? Suppose he also drove in from the bridge this morning, and he came here earlier than me Good morning, then I came this way... Even if you didn't see his person, you should have seen his car... "
Thinking of this, Brother Jue had already walked out from the back door of the post office.
The entire backyard of the post office is a huge bicycle shed. At the moment, there is only one bicycle parked in the shed.
"Take all the choices on this line of reasoning with the option with a higher probability, that is... the man in the felt hat is not a resident of this town, did not enter the town from other entrances, and did not come here this morning..." Feng Bujue came to the bicycle At the side, he was still muttering, "Conclusion...he came to town yesterday, or at some point earlier, to prepare for today's interview. But this morning, something happened to him...caused him to be late A few minutes."
"Huh..." He unlocked the bicycle and breathed into the sky, "Maybe...he stayed in the hotel last night. When he got up this morning, he found that his wallet was gone. He couldn't find it after searching for a long time...and his car keys were also there. In the wallet... Seeing that the time was running out, he could only run over, but in the end... he was still late."
After arriving at this seemingly reasonable inference, he stopped thinking about the clue of the man in the felt hat, and left a message in his thinking hall—"If conditions permit, go to the hotel to investigate, maybe you can get A clue to the other party's identity, or a functioning car."
After doing this, Brother Jue turned his attention to the items in his hand.
First, the thirteen letters...
[Name: Letter to Otaku Town]
[Type: Drama Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Unknown]
[Whether the script can be brought out: No]
[Remarks: Most of the information on this envelope has been blurred, and there is no postage stamp on the letter. The only identifiable thing was the recipient's address: Three, First Avenue, Outaku, Maine.]
This note comes from the top letter in the stack. The contents of the descriptions of the remaining twelve letters are basically the same as that of the others, the only difference is the address in the remarks (actually, you don’t need to read the descriptions of the items, because it is also written on the envelopes).
In order to avoid being suspected of making up words, I will not list the descriptions of the twelve letters here one by one, but list the different parts of the address.
The second letter: [Second Street, No. 9.]
The third letter: [Third Street, No. 7.]
The fourth letter: [Fourth Street, No. 10.]
The fifth letter: [Fifth Avenue, No. 3.]
The sixth letter: [Sixth Street, No. 9.]
The seventh letter: [Seventh Street, No. 7.]
The eighth letter: [Eighth Avenue, No. 1.]
Ninth letter: [Ninth Avenue, No. 3.]
The tenth letter: [Tenth Avenue, No. 9.]
Eleventh letter: [Eleventh Street, No. 7.]
The twelfth letter: [Twelfth Street, No. 1.]
The thirteenth letter: [Thirteenth Street, No. 3.]
"Oh... Maine..." After reading the addresses of the thirteen letters, Feng Bujue's first reaction was to complain, "This script is written by Stephen King (most of the stories in his pen take place in Maine. State) memory to write it... "
While speaking, he had already packed the stack of envelopes into the satchel in his bicycle pocket. Then, he took out the mini map and engraved it completely in his mind in three minutes.
In the end, he picked up the "Workbook" that Director Nelson gave him, and put it in front of his eyes.
[Name: Otaku Town Postman Workbook]
[Type: Drama Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Records the code of conduct of postmen in Otaku Town, as well as some necessary knowledge]
[Whether the script can be brought out: No]
[Remarks: I am not a penny-pinching person, my requirements are simple: punctual and firm.
—Norman Nelson.]
"Heh... You really are not a penny-pinching person..." Feng Bujue looked at the item notes and smiled, "You are a crazy old man who kills without batting an eye..."
With that said, he got on his bicycle. Controlling the front of the car with one hand, holding the workbook in the other, he rode the car out of the backyard of the post office.
Brother Jue is a person who likes to multitask, so he thinks... he can read the workbook while riding a bike... In this way, he can combine rushing and watching the set time. Anyway, the streets of this small town are empty, he just needs to use his peripheral vision to look at the road, and don't ride into a ditch...
"Wow... it's really fucking cold to ride a bike without gloves in winter..." Feng Bujue rode his bike on the street, and took a few deep breaths of moist air, feeling refreshed and chilled. So...he decided to sing a song to warm his body, "The first fog in 2002 came later than usual~" R1152
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