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After leaving No. 7, Third Street, Feng Bujue didn't immediately rush to the Zhenbei Cemetery, but continued towards the address of the fourth recipient.
He is a very organized person and will not easily disrupt his plans.
According to the route he had set in advance, it was the most reasonable and time-saving plan to stop by the cemetery after delivering the ninth letter.
Therefore... Although he has not been able to send the third letter right now, he is still planning to stick to the original route, and he will make further calculations after collecting more information...
...
Ten minutes later, [Fourth Street, No. 10.]
Brother Jue stopped in front of a familiar house, walked through a familiar turf, stood on a familiar porch, and knocked on a familiar door.
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"Open the door! Speed!" Feng Bujue shouted while clapping.
Soon, there were familiar footsteps upstairs, the door was opened a crack, and a familiar voice sounded from the shadow behind the door: "Who are you looking for?"
"Postman, deliver the letter." Feng Bujue replied these two words extremely fast, and skillfully showed his ID, before continuing, "Do you want to accept it?"
"No..." Fatty No. 4 spoke only one syllable.
Brother Jue interrupted the other party roughly: "How many digits is your command code?"
"Uh..." The other party hesitated for half a second before replying, "Four...four digits..."
"Is the first person one?" On the way here, Feng Bujue had an idea. He wanted to use these recipients' characteristics of "answering all questions" and relying on a set of specific and targeted questioning methods to answer questions. Set out the specific value of the instruction code.
It's a pity... This kind of behavior will naturally not be successful... The system will not allow such a tricky behavior without technical content.
"I can't answer this question." The tone of Fatty No. 4's words was indeed a game NC feeling.
"Oh..." Feng Bujue was not too surprised, because he also knew that this method would fail in all likelihood, so he just asked with an attitude of giving it a try, "Then... this number is better than 5555 Larger, or smaller than 5555?"
"I can't answer this question." Fatty No. 4 repeated the same answer with the same tone and voice as before.
"Is this an odd number or an even number? Is it a prime number? Is it a lucky number?" Feng Bujue asked three more questions in one breath.
"I can't answer these questions." Fatty No. 4 said he had no comment.
"Okay." Feng Bujue seemed very calm. At this moment, he was sure that these recipients could only disclose the "category" (numbers, not letters or others) and "number of digits" of the instruction code.
"Is there anything else you need? If you have nothing to do, hurry up and leave." Two seconds later, Fatty No. 4 impatiently gave the eviction order.
"Before I leave, I want to ask by the way..." Brother Jue resorted to the method he used to deal with Fatty No. 2 again, preventing him from slamming the door, and continued, "Are you a clone?"
"What are you talking about? I can't understand." Fatty No. 4 replied.
"Oh?" Feng Bujue's eyes moved slightly, and he thought to himself: "It's not that I can't answer this time... but I can't understand..."
"If you don't know the code, I won't receive the letter. Please reply." Five seconds later, Fatty No. 4 saw that the door couldn't be closed, so he put aside his words and turned to go upstairs.
This time, Brother Jue didn't try to break in again. He just quickly returned to the bicycle and headed for the fifth address.
"Well... I almost understand." He accelerated the pace of pedaling, and also accelerated the pace of thinking, "The responses of these recipients to the questions are...'can answer', 'can't answer', and 'can't understand' Or feedback'." He pondered in his mouth, "From the results of the trial, the 'answerable' information is the most basic clue to solve the puzzle that I need urgently; and some answers are too direct, or Opportunistic temptations are all classified as 'unable to answer'; as for 'unable to understand or feedback', it shows... From the perspective of the script setting, these NCs cannot provide clues and answers to the corresponding questions."
When he thought of this, his expression became serious instead: "Things are a bit more complicated than imagined... In short, it's better to try again at the next address to confirm."
...
To make a long story short, by 11:30 in the morning, Feng Bujue had run over the addresses of the first nine letters.
Except for the first and second recipients who accepted the letter, the recipients of the third to ninth letters did not accept the letter.
However, Brother Jue successfully confirmed his previous inferences from them, and asked them one by one the number of digits of their instruction codes.
Starting from the guy on Third Avenue to "Fatty No. 9" on Ninth Avenue, the command codes of these seven people are: three-digit, four-digit, five-digit, six-digit, seven-digit, eight-digit digits and tens digits.
"OK... It's about time to contact my 'ghost' colleague." After leaving the room at No. 3 Ninth Avenue, Feng Bujue stepped on his bicycle, looked up and said, "According to the map... go from here There is a shop on the way to the cemetery, where you can get paper for mailing letters...”
Along the way, he has gradually inquired about the details of writing letters to the ghost postman: letters to the ghost postman do not need envelopes and stamps, as long as they follow the correct letter format, write the content directly on white paper and deliver it. But the paper of the letter must be clean, the writing must be neat, and the wording must be polite and accurate.
Of course, even if the sender strictly complies with these requirements... whether the ghost postman will reply after receiving the letter, and how long it will take... is still unknown.
"Anyway, I already have the pen to write the letter..." Feng Bujue read while riding the bicycle, "If the store is open normally, I can also buy some food and drink to replenish the energy. Even if it is not open normally, get a pen It shouldn’t be too difficult for paper…”
Just as Jue Ge was thinking, suddenly...
Beep, beep, beep... that familiar voice came from the fog again.
"Are you coming?" Brother Jue's eyes quickly caught the tire marks on the ground, and he knew that his "colleague" was about to pass by again.
"Hey... Brother, let me make way for you." Feng Bujue said silently in his heart, turned the car around, and rode to the side of the road.
He originally thought that the ghost postman would pass by silently just like when he first met him, but unexpectedly...
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Accompanied by the sound of a breaking wind, a roll of newspapers suddenly appeared from mid-air and landed precisely in Brother Jue's bicycle pocket.
Judging from the flight path of the newspaper... It seems that the ghost postman threw it over when he passed by Brother Jue. R1152
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