There are a lot of problems that I don't know......

For example, why did he walk all the way from the town entrance to this without even seeing a single figure? For example, why are all the shops in the town closed? Also, what's the deal with that "invisible bike" on the road? Could it be that the so-called "ghost postman"?

In addition to the above, there is also the identity of the mysterious figure, the reason for the bridge break, and so on......

None of the mysteries surrounding this town have been solved, and there is no clue about it.

"Uh...... I do want to ask......" Feng Bujue pondered for a few seconds before replying, "Why ......"

Knock knock knock -

Just as he was about to ask a question, three knocks on the door interrupted him.

"Ah...... I almost forgot. Nelson raised his eyebrows and said to Feng Buju, "In addition to you today, I also asked another person to come for an interview." With that, he immediately raised his voice and shouted in the direction of the door, "Please come in." ”

Seconds later, the man outside the door turned the doorknob and pushed the door in.

Feng Bujue also turned his head and looked at the door, only to see ...... Coming in was a short man, who looked to be about thirty-five years old. He has curly brown hair and shrewd blue eyes. He wears a dark blue suit, shiny leather shoes on his feet, and a felt hat on top of his head. Obviously...... This interviewer is much more sophisticated than Dave in terms of dress.

"Hmm...... Hello sir, I'm here ......."

Bang - click.

He only said half a sentence before he was shot in the head with a double-barreled shotgun.

Large patches of blood and brains stuck on the walls of the hallway, and bodies fell out the door.

"Wo~De~Fake?" Feng Bujue immediately burst into a foul mouth in his heart, firstly because this happened somewhat inexplicably and suddenly, and secondly, because the gunshot just now made his right ear temporarily deaf.

"You! Late! Arrive! Hoo! After Director Nelson finished killing, he shouted at the body of the deceased a few meters away, "Bastard! ”

"Could this have happened if you were really late......" Brother Jue silently turned his head back, looked at Nelson, and said secretly in his heart, "When and where did this thing get the gun......

"I'm sorry, I hate people who aren't punctual, you know." After killing people and roaring corpses, Nelson put down his gun as if nothing had happened, and received it to the back of his chair.

Only then did Brother Jue realize...... The gun had been hidden behind Nelson's chair and readily available......

"Ah~ Where are we?" Nelson sat back down and straightened the neckline of his suit, "Oh, by the way, did I tell you that I hate the kind of guy who asks long questions and likes to ask questions?" ”

"Hehehehe......" At this moment, Feng Bujue adjusted his facial muscles and successfully showed a mentally retarded smile, "Director, it's not too early, I'm going to deliver the letter." He swept the things on the table into his arms, turned around and walked away.

"Wait." Nelson suddenly stopped Jue again.

The cold sweat brushed the ground, he tensed his body, and slowly turned his head: "Is there anything else......

"Of course." As he spoke, Nelson took a card from the inside pocket of his suit, then picked up the pen on the table, wrote something on it, and then stamped, "You'll have to get this temporary work card, or the townsfolk will refuse to accept your letter." ”

"Hmm...... Understand ......" Brother Jue breathed a sigh of relief, walked back to the table, and took the card handed by the other party.

[Name: Temporary Work Permit for Otaku Town Post Office]

[Genre: Drama related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Prove your identity as a "postman"]

[Can I bring out the script: No]

[Note: This card is only valid for 24 hours.] 】

"If you accidentally lose your documents, you can come back to me and sign a new one for you." "But...... It's only one for free, got it? ”

"Totally understood." Feng Bujue nodded in response.

"Okay, then...... Good luck, Mr. Dave. When Nelson had said this, he lowered his head and began to work on some of the paper that had been spread out on the table.

Obviously, this plot has come to an end.

Feng Bujue put away his things and immediately ran out. But...... Before going out, he hadn't forgotten to play a trick - he closed the door.

After closing the door, Brother Jue didn't say a word, but pounced on the body that had been shot in the head......

(At this moment, if the phrase "get hot while it's hot" comes to mind, consult a psychiatrist, or call the police to turn yourself in.) ）

"This is a grown man...... When you're away from home, you don't have a wallet on you? Feng Bujue used an unusually skillful technique to rummage through the other party's pockets, and then complained, "You are Allen. Haber (a fictional character in Two and a Half Heroes) is very poor for various reasons, and because of poverty, he becomes stingy and gradually loses his integrity. In order not to pay, I basically deliberately don't bring my wallet when I go out to an appointment. Is it? ”

Eventually, he found only three things on the person: a cruet filled with salt (which looked like it was stolen in a restaurant), a $5 bill, and a wooden pencil that was only a short piece left.

"In a sense...... I feel a little sympathetic to this guy......" Feng Bujue got up after searching the body and read, "I can't tell from the appearance that he is so poor......" He put a few things in his pocket and glanced at the blood-stained and slightly charred felt hat on the ground, "Ah...... Forget it......"

That hat did look good, it must be more expensive than the other belongings on this brother combined, it should be something he used to support the façade. Pity...... Now it's worthless.

"Hmm...... I couldn't find anything that could confirm his identity......" Feng Bujue thought as he walked down the hallway, "I can't confirm if he's a resident of this town or an outsider...... he walked down the stairs and quickly returned to the lobby on the first floor of the post office, "If he's not a townsfolk of Otaku Town, then here's the problem...... The bridge is already broken, how did he get in? His mind unfolds like a spider's web, constantly deducing possibilities, "Excluding low-probability assumptions such as skydiving, there are probably two scenarios...... For one, there is more than one way for the town to connect with the outside world. Second, he entered the town before I did, but for some reason...... But he was ten minutes late. ”

As he pondered, he found the exit to the back door of the post office and walked over.

"The figure who prompted me earlier said that you can't get out when the bridge is broken......," he continued, "and if I think she's telling the truth, then...... Based on the second scenario...... How did the man in the felt hat (Brother Jue gave the other party a code name so casually) to come to Otaku Town? How long ago did you come? If he had come in this morning by car from the other side of the bridge, and had arrived earlier than me, I would have come all the way...... Even if you don't see him, you should see his car......"

When he thought of this, Brother Jue had already walked out of the back door of the post office.

The entire backyard of this post office is a huge bicycle shed. At the moment, there is only one bicycle parked in the carport.

"To take all the choices on this line of reasoning with a high probability is to ...... The man in the felt hat is not a resident of the town, he did not enter the town from another entrance, and he did not come this morning......" Feng Bujue was still muttering when he came to the bicycle, "Conclusion...... He was in town yesterday, or earlier, to prepare for today's interview. But this morning, something happened to him...... As a result, he was a few minutes late. ”

"Whew......" he unlocked the bike and exhaled into the sky, "Maybe...... He stayed in a hotel last night. When I woke up this morning, I found that my wallet was missing, and I couldn't find it after looking for a long time...... And his car keys are in his wallet...... Seeing that the time was running out, he could only run over, but in the end, he ...... Still late. ”

After coming to this plausible inference, he stopped thinking about the clue of the man in the felt hat, and left a note in his temple of thought: "If possible, go to the hotel and investigate, maybe you can get a clue to the identity of the other party, or a working car." ”

After doing this, Brother Jue's attention shifted to the few items in his hand.

First, the thirteen letters......

[Name: Letter to Otaku Town]

[Genre: Drama related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Unknown]

[Can I bring out the script: No]

[Note: Most of the information on this envelope is obscured, and there is no stamp on the letter.] The only thing that can be identified is the address: 3 First Avenue, Otaku, Maine. 】

This note comes from the top one of the stacks. The content of the other 12 letters is basically the same, except for the address in the remarks (in fact, it is okay not to read the description of the item, because it is also written on the envelope).

In order to avoid the suspicion of making up words, I will not list the descriptions of the twelve letters here, but will list the different parts of the address.

Second Letter: [Second Avenue, No. 9.] 】

Third Letter: [Third Avenue, No. 7. 】

Fourth Letter: [Fourth Avenue, No. 10. 】

Fifth Letter: [Fifth Avenue, No. 3. 】

Sixth Letter: [Sixth Avenue, No. 9.] 】

Seventh Letter: [Seventh Avenue, No. 7. 】

Eighth Letter: [Eighth Avenue, No. 1. 】

Ninth Letter: [Ninth Avenue, No. 3. 】

Tenth Letter: [Tenth Avenue, No. 9.] 】

Letter 11: [Eleventh Avenue, No. 7.] 】

Twelfth Letter: [Twelfth Avenue, No. 1. 】

Thirteenth Letter: [Thirteenth Avenue, No. 3. 】

"Huh...... Maine...... "After reading the addresses of the thirteen letters, Feng Buju's first reaction was to complain, "This script is written in Stephen. King's memories (most of his stories take place in Maine) ......"

As he spoke, he had already enveloped the stack of envelopes into the satchel in his bicycle pocket. Then, he took out the mini-map and took three minutes to engrave it in his mind.

Finally, he picked up the "work manual" handed to him by Director Nelson and put it in front of him.

[Name: Otaku Town Postman Work Manual]

[Genre: Drama related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Records the code of conduct of the postman in Otaku Town, as well as some necessary knowledge]

[Can I bring out the script: No]

[Note: I am not a person who must be competitive, my requirements are simple: punctual and firm.

- Norman. Nelson. 】

"Huh...... You really aren't a person who has to be compared......" Feng Bujue looked at the item remarks and smiled, "You're a crazy old man who kills people without blinking......"

With that, he got on his bike. With one hand on the front of the car and the other hand on the workbook, he rode the bike out of the backyard of the post office.

Brother Jue is a person who likes to multitask, so he thinks ...... I can go through the workbook while I ride my bike...... In this way, it is possible to combine the rush and the set time. Anyway, the streets of this town were empty, so he just had to look at the road and not ride into the ditch......

"Drink...... It's really cold to ride without gloves in winter......" After Feng Bujue rode the bike to the street, he took a few deep breaths of moist air, and suddenly felt refreshed and cold. Thereupon...... He decided to warm up with a song, "The first fog of 2002 ~ came later than usual~" R1152