Feng Bujue spent half an hour carefully inspecting the entire Room 204.
Then, he sat on the bed, contemplating...
"The closet is empty, there are no coats and pants in the suitcase, only a limited number of underwear and socks... This shows that he does not plan to stay outside for too long, regardless of whether the interview is successful or not, he will go home before tomorrow..." All kinds of information collected just now flashed in front of Brother Jue, "Although I went to the bar last night, considering that I have an interview early this morning, he won't drink too much, and he won't stay too late... The complexion before his death can also prove this point... At least in the few seconds before he was headshot, he looked quite energetic, without any signs of hangover or lack of sleep." He glanced at the sheets again, "From the remains of the bed Judging by the hair and smell, he did spend the night in room 204... and this morning he washed and shaved leisurely before going out..."
Thinking of this, Feng Bujue frowned slightly, stroked his chin and said: "Well... All signs show that Enoch was still very determined until he left the hotel room in the morning, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all." He paused After a while, "Then the question is... What happened to him after he left the hotel and before he entered the post office?"
At this moment, all the clues collected before flashed before Jue Ge's eyes one by one, and his mind reacted instinctively, giving him inferences one after another, unfolding each inference one by one, weaving into a cobweb of reasoning...
"Speaking of... where is his car?" A moment later, Feng Bujue touched something on the edge of the "spider web", his eyes moved slightly, and he read, "I've been wandering around the town for so long, not only I haven't met any pedestrians, and I haven't even seen a car..." He stood up and paced back and forth in the room. "This Enoch man...doesn't mean he came to this remote town on foot with a suitcase?"
Brother Jue was thinking while walking towards the door of the room. He was going to visit the other guests in the hotel with his shotgun and ask them what they knew.
However, just as he picked up the gun and was about to touch the doorknob, there was the sound of keys being locked outside the door...
Feng Bujue's reaction was quick, and he took three steps back immediately, raising his gun to aim.
Almost the moment he stood still, the door was pushed open...
"If I were you, I wouldn't waste time in this hotel..." The people outside the door saw Brother Jue holding a gun. Still looking very calm, "Mr. Dave."
Feng Bujue watched intently. Standing in the corridor was a bald, fat black old man. This person looked to be about sixty years old, wearing a dark green uniform of an administrator, with a large bunch of keys pinned to his waist.
"Who are you?" Feng Bujue pointed a gun at the other party, and said coldly, "Why do you know my name?"
"I'm the administrator here, you can call me Mr. M." Mr. M replied, "As for your name... I knew it a long time ago. I've known you since you can remember."
"Oh? Are you my relative?" Feng Bujue replied.
"I know you better than any of your relatives, Dave," Mr. M replied. "I know you wet your bed in third grade. Knowing that you're allergic to lettuce, knowing that your best childhood friend died of a drug overdose, I also know the names of each of your girlfriends."
"What's the situation... a distant relative? A stalker? Nonsense?" Although Brother Jue had many conjectures in his mind, his own understanding of Dave was also very limited. Even if the other party is just talking nonsense, he has no way of knowing.
"It seems that you know a lot..." Feng Bujue remained calm and tentatively asked a question. "Then can you please tell me... Enoch he..."
"Actually, you don't have to think about the car." Before Brother Jue finished speaking, Mr. M rushed, "You should understand after thinking about it..." He said in a deep voice, "Your own car... counts as entering the small car. town yet?"
Hearing this, Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly: "I see..." Then he realized that not only cars and pedestrians could not be seen in this small town, but even wheel prints and footprints could not be seen. After a day in town, all he saw were his own footprints and the tracks of his bicycle tires.
"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. M." Two seconds later, Brother Jue continued, "If it's convenient... can you explain why you already know what I want to ask you before I say it?"
"Hehehe..." Mr. M returned a meaningful smile, then ignored Brother Jue's question, and said, "The 'Last Supper' will start at eight o'clock, and you have less than an hour to go to the banquet."
After that, he turned around and left along the corridor.
"Wait!" Feng Bujue walked forward quickly, wanting to stop the other party to ask for clarification.
But when he chased to the door, there was no one in the corridor.
It took less than a second for Mr. M to leave his sight, but it was this second that caused Brother Jue to lose track of him...
...
Due to the appearance of Mr. M, Brother Jue changed the original "knock on the door and ask" plan, and switched to a more direct and faster method...
He went straight to the counter on the first floor, took out all the keys in the key cabinet, one by one... and opened all the doors in the hotel.
Although he was ready to threaten with a gun every time he entered the door, there was no one in any of the rooms...
Just like that... Feng Bujue was delayed in the hotel for another ten minutes, and got nothing.
At 7:22 p.m., he walked out of the hotel gate and stepped back on his bicycle.
"Meow..." he read cursingly as he rode his bike, "Tell me the time limit for dinner, but not the location... what a fart!"
This is not the only problem that makes him irritated. At this moment, he has another hidden worry, which is the "physical energy value"... [] It may be enough in a general script, but in this script that measures physical strength by actual physical sensation Here, it is a state where the muscles are sore and urgently need to rest.
It's a pity... The current situation does not allow Feng Bujue to rest.
Brother Jue has also faintly noticed... The script has progressed to this stage, and it is extremely close to a perfect clearance.
Although he himself is not 100% sure, but here, I can explain it with God mode...
In fact, the most critical hidden index in the script is "time", or in other words - "action efficiency".
"Arrive at Nelson's office before nine o'clock in the morning" is a good example. The plot of Enoch's headshot and the concept of "punctuality" repeatedly emphasized in the post office work manual are all reminders.
The content of the main task [Get Approved by the Ghost Postman and Become the New Postman of Otaku Town] is ambiguous and not a clear instruction.
The factor that really determines the difficulty of customs clearance is "time".
At the beginning of the script, if the player fails to meet Nelson before nine o'clock, the difficulty of the script will increase, and the content of the side missions will also be different. The resulting chain reaction is... The time-consuming side missions will become longer, and the time to complete the side missions is precisely the benchmark for triggering hidden missions.
If you finish it one hour ahead of time, you can receive [Crack the world view of the script before the main task is completed]; if you complete it three hours ahead of time, you can receive [Investigate and solve the reason why Enoch was late]; Dinner"] This... must be done five hours in advance.
In short, the difficulty and ending of this script are closely related to the player's action efficiency. The faster this step is completed, the less difficult the next step will be. On the contrary, if one step is late, every step will be late... If it cannot be corrected as soon as possible, the difficulty of the later stage of the script will increase like a snowball. Even if the player is lucky enough to survive, at most, he can barely complete the task before midnight and barely pass the level.
Right now, relying on his outstanding performance, Feng Bujue has stepped on time... on the easiest and most profitable customs clearance route.
But... he could still fall short.
Thirty-eight minutes, less than 700 stamina, interrupted chain of clues...
If he wants to pass the level perfectly, he must overcome these unfavorable factors and "go to the banquet" within the time limit. (..)