Thriller Paradise

Chapter 710 Ghost Postman (6)(Chapter Preview)

"What did you just say?" Feng bujue's attitude was unyielding."You want me to tear it down?" He snorted coldly."Are you crazy? What if it explodes?"

"Hey ... You said it yourself,'this is just a letter, not a bomb'..."

"You'll do whatever I say? Then I told you to receive the letter, did you hear me?" Feng bujue cut him off sharply."Cut the crap and take it. I still have more than ten letters to deliver. I'm very busy."

"No... I refuse." Even though the homeowner rejected him, he did not slam the door again, nor did he have any intention of chasing brother Jue away. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said,"if you really want me to accept this letter, then tell me my 'command code'..."

"What code?" Feng bujue asked.

"Command code." The owner of the house repeated.

"What's that?" Brother Jue asked again.

"You don't know ... Hehehe ..." The owner suddenly laughed,"then I'm sorry, I can't ..."

"Hold on," Feng bujue interrupted the man again."As long as I say the 'command code', this letter ... You will have to accept it, right?"

"I ..." The owner swallowed nervously."If you can tell me ... I'll take the letter."

"Oh ..." Feng bujue nodded and then started to Bluff."When I left, the chief told me many command codes, and I was a little confused for a moment ..." He looked at the man and asked,"your code ... Is it a number or English?"

"All instruction codes are numbers." The owner of the house quickly replied, but after the words left his mouth, he was stunned again. Have they introduced English codes now?"

"Yeah," One of Feng bujue's strengths was his ability to spout nonsense."There are even those that are mixed with numbers and English." He paused for a moment."Oh ... By the way, how many digits is your code?"

"Uh ... One-digit number ..." The house owner replied in a deep voice.

"A one-digit number?" Feng bujue used a 'are you F * cking kidding me?' After a moment of silence, he asked in a questioning tone,""Hmm ... One?"

"Damn it ..." After the homeowner heard the number, he grumbled in anger. He reached out to take the letter and then ... Closed the door.

[Sub mission updated] the system voice sounded at this moment.

"What the f * ck?" Feng bujue looked at the door and was dumbfounded."What plane ... Ling something ... What kind of code is that? Wasn't it just a one? A one-digit number ... I'll be able to guess it after ten guesses! You're crazy!"

He cursed at the door before turning to leave. As he passed through the front yard, he glanced at the game menu and confirmed that the mission progress had changed to [send all letters before midnight, current progress 1/13].

"But then again ..." Brother Jue returned to the bicycle and mumbled,"this guy's behavior is very strange. It doesn't seem like he has a problem with his intelligence ..." His eyes instinctively moved to the temporary work pass in his hand."After he found out my identity, his attitude changed significantly. "Although he didn't seem very willing, he still answered all the questions I asked ..." As he spoke, he put the work pass back into the inner pocket of his shirt."It seems ... This thing is more useful than I thought ..."

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It was long with a book and short without a book.

Ten minutes later, brother Jue arrived at the second delivery address.[2nd Street, No. 9.]

"Hmm ... At this rate, even if I go to a place other than the letter's address to do some investigation, I'll have enough time." When Feng bujue stopped the bicycle, he thought to himself, it is 10 am now, and I still have twelve letters on hand. Even if I deliver one letter every half an hour, I should be able to finish them before four in the afternoon. I can even find time to have lunch in the meantime ...

As he pondered, he walked towards the door of a house.

The style of this house was almost the same as the one on 3rd First Street, but the color of the outer wall was slightly different.

There was also no mailbox in front of this house, and the front yard was also overgrown with weeds.

"Pa, pa, pa!"

"Is anyone there?" Feng bujue used the same method to call the door.

After a short silence, there was some movement from the second floor of the house, and then ... It was the sound of a fat man wearing slippers coming down.

Kachadha

A moment later, the door opened, but it was still only a crack.

The house was pitch-black, and the second owner of the house stood in the dark as well. He asked weakly,""Who are you looking for?"

This scene gave Feng bujue a very strong sense of déjà vu. "What's the situation? Even their voices are the same? Twins?"

"Who are you looking for?" Seeing that brother Jue did not reply, the owner asked again.

Feng bujue thought about it for half a second before flashing his id. ""A postman." He then handed her an envelope."I'm here to deliver a letter."

The two simple sentences made the owner of the house gasp."You ... This ..." He mumbled a few words, and after a while, he squeezed out a whole sentence,""I don't want to! You can take it!"

"Hmph ... You don't want it?" Feng bujue sneered."Do you need me to tell you your command code before you accept it?"

His tone made it seem as if he really knew ...

"You ... You say ..." The owner of the house seemed to still have a trace of hope and refused to give in.

"Two?" Feng bujue asked.

"Hahahahaha ..." Suddenly, the owner of the house laughed."That's not right!"

"Three?" Feng bujue tried another one. After all, it did not cost him anything to try ...

"No..." The owner replied.

"Four?" Brother Jue continued to read as if nothing had happened.

"Something's wrong!" The house owner raised his voice and interrupted,"I say ... Are you planning to report them one by one?"

"That's right. " "Can't I?" Feng bujue asked.

"Uh ..." The owner thought for a moment,"yes ..." He gave an affirmative answer.

"Oh, by the way ..." Feng bujue was reminded of something, and he added,"your command code should also be one-digit, right?"

"It's a two-digit number. " The other party replied.

"Ha?" Feng bujue was startled and immediately thought to himself,""Hey, hey ... This doesn't look good. I thought they were all one-digit numbers ... But the second guy is a two-digit number ... What if there are seven or eight-digit numbers after that? even if I have the patience to try them one by one, I won't have enough time ..."

"You ... Can you go back now?" The owner of the house asked without any confidence.

Feng bujue's reply was,"hmm ..." He cleared his throat and chuckled."Ha ... Eleven?" (To be continued.) "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.)