Thriller Paradise

"It turns out that..." The moment when I saw the number, the pieces of information in my mind were instantly twisted together, forming a complete chain of clues, "Thirteen pictures, thirteen coordinates, thirteen The noun that points to 'somewhere'... can just take me to find thirteen instruction codes." When he said this, he had already turned back and went to the bicycle. "Because only the ghost postman knows everyone's instruction code, so ... every car can be found on the photo of the illustration..."

Jue Ge kicked the support frame of the bicycle and stepped onto the seat. He said: "Well... although the inference itself can be established, it is impossible to rule out the possibility of 'coincidence' or 'individual exceptions'... To be on the safe side, Still step on each coordinate in the order of the newspaper layout..."

He considered it very well. After all, he only confirmed a clue at the moment, and he could not take it for granted. He has to go to at least three places, find the numbers of three suspected instruction codes, and sit in line with those recipients to be completely sure that their inferences are correct.

............

To make a long story short, after twenty minutes, I arrived at the third edition of the newspaper... that is, the second illustration...the place recorded.

According to the coordinates and noun tips, he found the number "16" at the bottom of a trash can... This is the instruction code of the second fat man.

Then, he went non-stop to the location of the third illustration, a piece of farmland in Zhenxi. And on a fence on the farmland, I found three numbers painted with paint - "219".

After getting the three digits, he naturally went straight to the third fat man's residence and re-sounded the recipient's door.

This time, I felt that there was no nonsense in the brother. When the other party answered the door, he opened the door: "The instruction code is twenty-nine, and the letter is given to me."

The result... The fat man on the 3rd really took the letter.

This is the end. Unexplained inferences have basically been confirmed. The next thing he has to do is no more difficult... he just needs to design the most time-saving and efficient route in his mind, and then follow the route to find the ten places where the instruction code is recorded. And let the remaining ten fat people take the letter, then the branch task is completed.

Although the final completion time was longer than he initially expected, it should still be able to get it by 8 o'clock in the evening. There are still four hours before the "midnight" of the mission requirements, which is more than enough.

At that time, I felt that it was such a plan, but his plan changed in the near future.

............

In the afternoon, at 4:15.

According to the established route, the five coordinate points were explored, and the action was suddenly stopped.

"By... stupid!" He stopped in the middle of the road and snorted to himself. "So obvious rules... I should have found out..."

I don't know what I thought of. Anyway, he immediately transferred the front of the bicycle and went to the address of the nearest recipient.

Ten minutes later, Feng Jie came to the porch of the 13th fat man.

The recipient's instruction code is a fourteen digit number, and he has not yet recorded the coordinates of his code, but he is still very determined to ring the other's door.

"It's you again..." After the 13th fat man opened the door, he groaned through the door and said, "I said it. Without the instruction code, I won't..."

"You wait a minute." Feng Shuai interrupted the other party, and took out his mobile phone, and ticking on it for a while. After about five seconds. He handed the thirteenth letter with his other hand and answered with a very fast speed. "Three zero two eight seven five one zero five nine two two two."

The voice landed, and the fat man stunned for two seconds. This is two seconds that makes the seal uncomfortable and quite nervous...

Fortunately, two seconds later, the thirteen fat man took the envelope. Depressed and said: "Damn..."

"Oh... great." I didn't know how to laugh.

At this moment, he has completely cracked the code rules of the thirteen fat people; he can also tell all the thirteen codes without having to probe the coordinate points suggested by the newspaper.

Moreover, with this "law", he also knew ahead of time... Among the thirteen fat people, there was an abnormal person.

............

In the evening, half past six.

Unconsciously riding a bicycle, he came to the front of a hotel on the west side of the town.

At this point, his side mission [send all the letters before midnight] has been completed. Because he did not go to any coordinate points in the newspaper to find the code, but directly ran through the rest of the address of the recipient, one by one to report the fat people's instruction code, let them accept the letter.

The impact of completing the spurt task ahead of time was actually... The sensation received three new tasks in succession at the moment of sending the last letter:

[Investigate and unravel the reasons why Enoch is late]

[Trying to participate in the "last supper"]

[Cracking the world view of the script before the main task is completed]

All three of these are classified as hidden tasks...

Of course, for the sake of the seal, there is nothing wrong with this. It can even be said that this expansion is in line with his appetite.

"Well... According to the map, this is the only hotel in town. If Enoch (inspired by the task, Inok is the name of a man with a felt hat), like me, is an outsider, and it was already yesterday. Arrived... then he has a high probability of staying here." When he heard the door to the hotel, he said in his heart, "But... can't rule out that he has relatives in this town, or last night. The bar is hooked up with the possibility of a girl."

As he thought about it, he pushed the door of the hotel.

"Oh... it’s open..." At the moment when the door was pushed in, I knew that I didn’t come to the wrong place.

Although the town of Otaku is large, there are only a handful of buildings available for players to enter. It’s rare to meet a place where you can go in, it must be some famous.

"Someone?" After a few seconds, I passed through a not-uss aisle and came to a counter. Because there isn't a ring on the counter, I feel that I can only rely on my voice to call people.

"Nobody, I am free!" He waited for a moment, and when no one responded, he shouted again.

But the result is the same, no one is no one.

"Very good." Feng smiled and laughed. He went around the counter and walked open the board.

The first thing he did was to look up the thick register on the table and find the name "Enoch".

"Well... this place seems to still live a lot of people..." When I looked at the record, I felt that the name on this booklet was quite a lot. According to the content recorded above, at this moment there is a hotel. 70% of the rooms are occupied by people.

"Most of the people who come to live in the hotel are people outside the town..." If you don't feel thoughtful, "I can try to talk about it later and see if I can put out any information."

He quickly wrote down some room numbers and the names of the occupants, then turned around and took out the key to Room 200 of Enoch’s check-in from the key cabinet at the back of the counter, and went to the second floor with a little song. .

This kind of small hotel usually has no elevator. Sealed up the stairs, passed a red carpeted, dimly lit corridor, and soon found Room 204.

He stood in front of the door and brewed for a second, then... insert the key, open the door, lift the shotgun at high speed, and aim at it from all angles inside the door.

After confirming that there was no obvious threat in the line of sight, he quickly stepped into the entry, imitating the action and sequence of the police search house in the police film, and probed all corners and blind spots behind the door, under the bed, and in the bathroom.

Throughout the process, he did not speak, and even the footsteps were very low. It is quiet, fast and accurate.

It is a pity... In the single nightmare book, the mobs have always been relatively small. His quite professional clearance process is just a waste of feelings...

After a lap, I felt that I was back at the door, closed the door, and took a breath...

"ok..." He put the gun on the cabinet next to the door, freed his hand and looked at the empty house road. "You can officially search..." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, and the novel is better updated.) fast!