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Feng Bujue didn't spend too much time on the second owner, because when he reported to "Sixteen", the other party accepted the letter.
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[Send all letters before midnight, current progress 2/13]
The system voice sounded at the right time, and the content in the taskbar also changed accordingly.
"Damn..." The reaction of the second homeowner was exactly the same as that of the first one. He took the letter angrily, turned around and wanted to slam the door.
Brother Jue has quick eyes and quick feet, and he stretched the toe of the shoe into the crack of the door, and grabbed the doorknob from the outside, rushing: "Wait a minute, I have another question."
"What?" the homeowner responded impatiently.
"Do you... have any relatives in this town?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Huh?" The homeowner replied in a very inexplicable tone, "Why do you ask that?" He paused for half a second, then continued, "I have no relatives, not a single one."
After all, he turned and walked away without even closing the door.
"Hey! Hey!" Feng Bujue yelled again, but the other party ignored him completely, hearing footsteps... the guy seemed to be walking upstairs.
Later, Brother Jue tried to break in the door again, but the door was very narrow, and the chain lock inside the door was also very strong... After three minutes of trying, he had to give up.
"There is a problem..." Feng Bujue was still thinking when he returned to the bicycle, "There is definitely a problem..." He pedaled forward, his thoughts turned sharply, "Why do I feel that this guy is the same person as the first owner? ...Could it be that after receiving my letter at No. 3 First Avenue, this guy came to No. 9 Second Avenue and pretended to be the second owner?" He shook his head slightly, "Well...it seems unlikely, the speed at which I was riding It's still very fast, and it's the shortest route. Even if he has a motorcycle or a horse... If he wants to bypass me and arrive early, the time is still very tight. Unless... there is a tunnel under the two houses, And there's some kind of faster-than-bicycle vehicle in the tunnel, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do it."
Thinking of this, he briefly reviewed the plot and soundtrack of the classic film "Tunnel Warfare" in his mind, and then... Overturned the above assumptions.
"Hmm... even if they're not the same person, they must be related." Feng Bujue then thought, "Although I didn't see his face clearly, no matter his voice, posture, or even tone of voice, it shows that the two are very similar..." He carefully recalled the conversation with the second homeowner, "But judging from the performance of Fatty No. 2 (this is naturally the temporary code name Jue Ge gave NC), he doesn't seem to be lying. At least he thinks … I have no other relatives in town."
Brother Jue raised his hand and scratched his head: "Could it be because... decades ago... the father of Fatty No. 1 often went to the house of Fatty No. 2? Or maybe Fatty No. 1’s mother often..." He shrugged, and stopped his meaningless speculation, "Well... Actually, these kinds of situations seem to be classified into the same situation..." After he understood, he continued Said, "Then let's keep the possibility that they are brothers, and think about other assumptions..."
Just like that, he thought as he rode...
About five minutes later, Brother Jue's eyes froze and he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Yes!"
The next second, he muttered in a low voice, "Clones..."
As the saying goes - "mental patients have broad thinking", although Brother Jue is not a patient, he is indeed different from ordinary people mentally, and his thinking... can be said to break through the sky.
"That's right... If you think about it this way, it makes sense." Feng Bujue said confidently, "The sentence 'I don't have any relatives' can also be explained by this conclusion."
While thinking, he happened to arrive at the recipient's address of the third letter: [Third Street, No. 7.]
This is another two-story house. There is no mailbox in front of the house, and the grass in front of the door is yellow. The structure and shape of the house are also the same as those of the previous two houses.
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"Open the door, open the door, open the door!" This time, Brother Jue didn't even ask the question "Is anyone there?" He just patted on the door panel and called for someone to come out and open the door, as if he came to raid the house.
Soon, there was movement again in the room.
The second floor, fat man, slippers... You know what.
After more than a minute, the door opened a crack, and a fat figure stood in the shadows, asking angrily, "Who are you looking for?"
"Postman." Feng Bujue looked coldly and said coldly, "Delivery." He picked up the ID and shook it in front of the other party, then handed over the envelope, "Let me guess... you don't want to accept it, do you?"
Fatty No. 3 froze for a few seconds, then nodded like a sieve: "Yeah! No charge!"
"Do you want me to report your command code before you accept it?" Feng Bujue asked with his dead fish eyes drawn out.
"Uh... yes." Fatty No. 3 replied.
"Ah..." Brother Jue sighed, "Let me confirm first... How many digits is your code?"
"Three...three digits." Fatty No. 3 replied with some reluctance.
"Niang Xipi..." Feng Bujue cursed viciously, and then said to himself, "Three digits... It's not impossible to guess, it's almost lucky to report more than 800 numbers, and I will definitely be able to within 15 minutes." Finished the report... But according to this trend, the subsequent code is likely to be longer... If you give me a seven-digit number later, even if I can't finish reading it until dark at the speed of tongue twisters... "
"You... do you know the code?" Fatty No. 3 saw Brother Jue's face showing embarrassment, and continued, "If you don't know, go back!"
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue thought for two seconds before replying, "Assumption... Please note, it's just a hypothesis, if I don't know, then... where can I get your instruction code?"
"Only the ghost postman knows everyone's command code." Fatty No. 3 replied.
"What?" Brother Jue was stunned for half a second, and then continued, "I said... you are trying to bully me, right?"
"Where did you say that?" Fatty No. 3 asked back.
"You should be clear... If you talk to the ghost postman, you will be attacked by him with a 'soul shock'." Feng Bujue said.
"Yeah." Fatty No. 3 replied in a natural tone, "So everyone wrote to him." He paused, "Who would be stupid enough to talk to him."
"Fatty man, just wait for me..." The next second, Feng Bujue turned his head and walked away, still cursing.
Combined with the content in the "Work Manual", Fatty No. 3's answer should be credible. At this time, Brother Jue finally realized... This side mission is far from being as simple as it seems. Whether it can be completed before midnight depends on the next progress... R1152
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