Thriller Paradise

764. Chapter 764 Dave's World (XV)

    Tenth Street, No. 9.

    Like all previous addressers, the ordinary two-story home, the ridiculous front yard, has no mailbox in front of the door.

    The bicycle was stopped and the bag was slanted, carrying a shotgun and stepping on the porch in front of the house.

    啪啪啪——

    door openWhile knocking on the door, he screamed loudly.

    The next thing doesn't need me to say that you must know it…Not long after, a fat man wearing a slippers came down from the second floor, opened the door with a wide gap of palms, and stood in the shadow and asked: "Who are you looking for?"

    postmanUnexpectedly, he lifted the temporary work permit and shook it in front of the other party. Then he took the documents and took out the envelope. "Send the letter."

    I……Do not accept. ”The reaction of the fat man on the 10th is exactly the same as that of the previous nine.

    KA-CHING!

    Unexpectedly, he took up the shotgun and smashed the muzzle. He said: "So you can't accept it?"

    "You…What you will do …Although the fat man on the 10th showed fear, he did not escape.

    "Is it a letter, or a bullet, you choose it yourself."The unspoken tone is not like a joke, he can be very violent when necessary.

    "No…Do not kill me……"The fat man on the 10th raises his hands and makes a surrender. "Even if you shoot, I won't accept it…only if

    "Unless I report your order code?"The seal said that he had taken over the other party’s words.

    “hmm…No. 10 fat man nodded.

    CutHe felt a sigh and said in his heart, "Is it really impossible to threaten the military force…"

    Two seconds later, he put down the gun and said: "How many digits is your code?"

    "Eleven."The fat man replied truthfully.

    After receiving the reply, Feng did not feel twisted and left, and went on a bicycle.

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    For the next forty minutes, Jue Ge visited the eleventh, twelfth and thirteen recipients.

    The last three, without exception, are all fat. Their voice, character, reaction, etc…They are also consistent with the top ten recipients.

    I didn't feel that I was jealous of these guys. He had already tried it, so he didn't ask anything except the number of instructions.

    At 2:50 in the afternoon, Jue once again came to the abandoned postbox in the Zhenbei cemetery.

    At the moment, an envelope has appeared on the ground next to the mail box.

    Although there was no wind, the top of the envelope was still pressed with a stone.

    "Really replying…"I didn’t know what to say. I used to smash the envelope.

    This is a khaki-colored envelope that you can feel in your hand. There is only a thin piece of paper inside. Hearing carefully to tear it apart, took out the stationery inside, and then…He found a very puzzling thing – both sides of the letter paper are blank.

    "Come back?"I can't help but spit out the channel, "invisible ink? No word heaven? ”His slot is the same as when he received the "newspaper."

    During the speech, he also took a close look at the letter and confirmed whether there were any pen marks and any smell on the paper.

    “hmm…What do you mean by that…"When he was indulged, he subconsciously held his right elbow with his left hand. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand were slightly parallel, and he crossed the tip of his nose with his forehead. This habitual thinking movement can make his thinking run more smoothly. "If the paper is simply placed next to the postbox, it may be misunderstood as – this is just the waste paper that was discarded. But for now, the paper is in the envelope and is pressed by a stone…This setting is telling me that this white paper is really a 'return'. ”

    After thinking for a moment, his mind suddenly flashed a flash of light: "Hey? Could it be…"

    In the next second, Jue Ge took out the previous newspaper from the bag and turned it over to the blank version: "Indirect Tips…"When I read this, he sat on the floor, holding a letter in one hand and a newspaper in the other, muttering. "This 'return' is really nothing…But 'no content' can also be a hint. ”His eyes moved to the newspaper, "prompt me…"The answer is in a place that looks blank.' ”

    When I thought of this layer, I sealed the first page of the newspaper.

    The front of this page is the meaningless headline, and the reverse is the second edition with no text and only illustrations.

    The second edition of the illustrated photo is a brick wall with a tree in front of the wall. At first glance, this is another landscape photo, but if you look closely, you will find…On the ground below the screen, there are bicycle tire marks.

    "Okay, I am…The paper quality of this newspaper is generally impossible, and it is impossible to estimate the fire and water…"I didn’t feel that I was holding this “experimental product” in my hand and wondering, “The way I can try now…”As he thought about it, he had already reached out to the shotgun, but he took it back in a second. "Wait…If the props needed to solve the puzzle are the gunpowder in the bullet, then the ghost brother should give the puzzle after I get the gun…"He touched his chin. "That is…Can something that prompts 'appear' is already on me?"

    Then, the buddy is like a child in a natural science class, revealing a look of enthusiasm, taking out a pile of props from his pocket and placing them in a row on the grass.

    "One by one…"Said, he raised the first prop.

    In the next five minutes, he first tried to read the contents of the newspaper through the camera of the mobile phone; then used a ballpoint pen and pencil to draw a small area on the paper; then they used coins, keys and credit cards respectively. Gently scraped several areas of the newspaper.

    Unfortunately, all these attempts ended in failure…

    “hmm…This is not right, I have to change my mind…"He read when he picked up the seasoning bottle with salt. This is the last item on his body that might be used for solving puzzles.

    Oh…

    Fortunately…This last attempt worked. When the white salt particles were sprinkled on the newspaper, a white smoke emerged from the paper, and the smoke contained a slight scent. This is obviously not the reaction that paper should have when it encounters salt…

    [14.52, 7.66, trunk] After a few seconds, a row of smoky carbon text appears on the blank layout next to the illustration.

    “Ha! I've got somethingThe unseen smile appeared at the same time as the text in the newspaper. He did not think that the key item of the puzzle would be the salt bottle that was found from the felt hat brother.

    After the experiment is successful, the next thing is simple. Jue Ge relied on the gourd pot scoop and cracked the other twelve pages in the middle of the newspaper. A total of thirteen similar messages were obtained.

    "No accidents…The first two numbers are the coordinates. ”After I remembered all the tips, I looked very relaxed. "The two are after the decimal point. Eighty percent is to match the mini map I have at hand. The noun that follows each coordinate is undoubtedly to be combined with the 'illustration'. ”

    At this moment, I feel that the meaning of these tips is roughly understood. Coincidentally, the coordinates on the second edition are the ones closest to him. So, in order to verify his reasoning, he quickly picked up the things at hand, returned to the bicycle, and set off for it.

    Less than five minutes, I came to the coordinates of [14.52, 7.66] on the mini map (due to the size of the map, he could not stand at a certain point very accurately, at most, to the vicinity). He looked a little and saw the brick wall on the illustration and the big tree planted in front of the wall.

    "The trunk is…"The bicycle was stopped and the gun was taken with a shotgun.

    He carefully approached the goal step by step, as if the tree would suddenly become a monster to attack him. However, the final result proves…It is he who cares. This tree is just a very ordinary tree. There is no FLAG or EVENT in this place.

    The only thing worthwhile here is an Arabic number carved on the trunk – 1.