Thriller Paradise

"I see ..." The moment he saw the number, the pieces of information in Feng bujue's mind instantly combined to form a complete chain."Thirteen pictures, thirteen coordinates, thirteen names that point to' a certain place '... This will lead me to the thirteen command codes." As he said this, he had already turned back and walked to the bicycle."Because only the ghost postman knows everyone's command code, so ... You can find the tire marks he left when he passed by in every picture ..."

Brother Jue kicked up the bicycle's support frame, sat on the seat, and read,""Hmm ... Although the inference itself is valid, we can't rule out the possibility of a 'coincidence' or a 'special case'... For safety's sake, let's step on every coordinate in the order of the newspaper layout ..."

He had considered everything. After all, he had only confirmed one clue so far, and he couldn't make any conclusions. He had to go to at least three places, find three numbers that seemed to be command codes, and match them with the recipients one by one to be completely sure that his inference was correct.

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In short, twenty minutes later, Feng bujue arrived at the third page of the newspaper ... Which was the place that was recorded in the second illustration.

According to the coordinates and the name, he found the number " 16" at the bottom of a trash can ... This was the command code of the second fat man.

Then, without stopping, he went to the location of the third illustration, a farmland in the West of Xuanji town. On a fence next to the farmland, he found three numbers " 219" painted with paint.

After obtaining this three-digit number, he naturally went straight to the residence of fatty number three and knocked on the door of the receiver again.

This time, brother Jue did not waste any time. The moment the man answered the door, he said,""Command code 219, take the letter."

In the end ... Fatty number three really accepted the letter.

At this point, Feng bujue's hypothesis had basically been proven. What he had to do next was not difficult at all ... He only needed to design the most time-saving and most efficient route in his mind, then explore the ten locations with the command code according to this route, and have the remaining ten fat men accept the letter. Then, the side mission would be completed.

Even though the final completion time was longer than he originally expected, he should be able to finish it before eight in the evening. There were still four hours left before midnight, which was more than enough time.

At the time, brother Jue ... Had indeed planned this, but not long after, his plan changed.

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Afternoon, 4:15.

Brother Jue, who had followed the planned route to the five coordinates, suddenly stopped moving.

"Damn ... That's stupid!" He stopped in the middle of the road and muttered to himself,"such an obvious pattern ... I should have noticed it long ago ..."

He didn't know what he thought of, but he immediately turned the bike around and headed to the nearest recipient's address.

Ten minutes later, Feng bujue arrived at the corridor of fatty thirteen.

The receiver's command code was a fourteen-digit number, and brother Jue had not recorded the coordinates of the code to check, but he still knocked on the door with determination.

"It's you again ..." After fatty number thirteen opened the door, he stared at brother Jue through the gap and mumbled,"I've told you, without the command code, I can't ..."

"Wait a moment." Feng bujue interrupted the man and took out his phone to type on it. About five seconds later, he handed over the thirteenth letter with his other hand and said at a very fast speed," 30287510659225."

The fat man was stunned for two seconds, two seconds that even Feng bujue was nervous about.

Fortunately, two seconds later, fatty number 13 obediently took the envelope and said gloomily,""Damn it ..."

"Hmph ... Great." Feng bujue laughed.

At this moment, he had completely cracked the code pattern of the thirteen fat men. He did not need to look at the coordinates in the newspaper to know the thirteen codes.

Moreover, through this 'pattern', he also knew in advance that there was an abnormal person among the 13 fat men.

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Evening, 6:30 pm.

Feng bujue rode his bicycle to a hotel on the Western side of the town.

At this time, his sub mission [send out all the letters before midnight] had been completed. He did not go to any of the coordinates indicated in the newspaper to find the code. Instead, he ran to all the remaining addresses of the recipients and told them the command codes of the fat men one by one, so that they could accept the letters.

The effect of completing the side quest early was ... The moment brother Jue sent out the last letter, he received three new quests in a row.

[Investigate and find out the reason why inoch was late.]

[Try to participate in the 'last dinner']

"Solve the scenario's world before the main mission is completed.

All three of them were classified as hidden missions ...

Of course, for Feng bujue, this was not a bad thing. In fact ... This development was to his liking.

Hmm ... According to the map, this is the only hotel in the town. If inoch (according to brother Jue's deduction from the quest, inoch is the name of the man in the felt hat) is an outsider like me, and he arrived yesterday ... Then there is a high chance that he spent the night here. When brother Jue arrived at the hotel, he thought to himself, but ... We can't rule out the possibility that he has relatives in this town, or that he hooked up with a girl at the bar last night.

As he pondered, he pushed open the door of the hotel.

"Hmph ... It's open, right?" the moment he pushed the door open, Feng bujue knew he had not come to the wrong place.

Although the town of aotaku was huge, the number of buildings that players could enter was countable. It was rare for them to come across a place that they could enter, so there must be something special about it.

"Is anyone there?" Several seconds later, Feng bujue walked down a not-so-long corridor and arrived before a counter. Since there was no bell on the counter, brother Jue could only use his voice to call for people.

"If there's no one else, I'll do as I please!" He waited for a moment, and when no one responded, he shouted again.

But the result was the same, no one was there.

"Very good," he said. Feng bujue smiled and walked to the counter. He lifted the counter and walked in.

The first thing he did was to flip through the thick logbook on his table and find the name inoch.

Hmm ... There seems to be quite a number of people living here ... When he flipped through the records, brother Jue was surprised to find that there were quite a number of names in the book. According to the records, 70% of the rooms in the hotel were occupied.

"Most of the people who come to stay at the hotel are probably from outside the town," Feng bujue said thoughtfully."We can try to communicate with them later and see if we can get any information from them."

He quickly jotted down some room numbers and the names of the occupants, then turned around and took out the key to inoch's room 204 from the key cabinet behind the counter. He hummed a little tune as he ran up to the second floor.

This kind of small hotel usually did not have an elevator. Feng bujue walked up the stairs and passed by a corridor with a red carpet. The light was dim, and he soon found Room 204.

He stood in front of the door and prepared for two seconds. Then ... He inserted the key, opened the door, and raised his grapeshot gun at high speed, aiming at every angle inside the door.

After making sure that there was no obvious threat in his sight, he quickly walked through the door and mimicked the action and sequence of the police searching the house in a gangster movie. He searched behind the door, under the bed, the bathroom, and all the blind spots.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, and even his footsteps were very quiet. It was quiet, fast, and accurate.

Unfortunately ... In the single player Nightmare Mode, there were usually very few monsters. His professional clearing process was just a waste of time ...

After he was done, brother Jue returned to the door, closed it, and let out a long sigh ...

"Okay ..." He put the gun on the cabinet next to the door and looked around the empty house,"we can start searching now ..." "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)