Thriller Paradise

Chapter 713 Ghost Postman (9)(Chapter Preview)

"Not bad ..." Feng bujue looked at the newspaper in his car pocket, and his lips twitched.

Although he was a little dissatisfied and had some doubts, he still endured it ...

If he turned around and asked the ghost postman loudly, there would only be two results: First, they were ignored, and second, they were electrocuted.

"I have no choice ... Let's see what he's trying to say ..." After the rustling left, brother Jue parked his bicycle and took out the newspaper from his pocket. He slowly unrolled it in front of his eyes.

The first thing he saw was the name of the journal itself: [Otaku town Vanguard]

[Ghost postman wins the best Employee of the Year Award at the Otaku post office again.]

The funny thing was that the picture attached to the news was a picture of an empty landscape ...

"This reporter is really trying his best. If the tire marks on the ground were not drawn by him ... It means that he really caught a picture of brother ghost riding a bike." Feng bujue read the newspaper as he read."Wait ... Before this ... There was a newspaper in such a small town?"

[Whether it's wind, rain, sun, hail, Typhoon, fog ... We can't see the ghost postman running around. However, we all know that he has been working hard in his post, contributing to the construction of the harmonious and beautiful town of aotaku. Of course, his achievement was not as good as Norman, the post office Director. Mr. Narson's wise leadership was indispensable. It's inseparable from the Great Spirit of the otakus that this town upholds.]

"The man who wrote the article must have jumped over from the new beep beep society ..." Just reading the beginning of the article, Feng bujue could not help but complain."This is a classic combination of nonsense, plot twist, and flattery ..."

The content of this report was basically the same. It mainly listed some of the "deeds" of the spirit Postman's diligent work and forcibly took some of the credit to the "leaders."

So ... It was not easy to be a model worker these days. If one wanted to enjoy the honor that they had earned, they had to first thank the country, thank the party, and thank the leaders for winning over their parents.

"Hmm ... This is the daily newspaper for Christmas. Most of the news that is reported is from yesterday ..." After Feng bujue finished reading the first page of the newspaper, he glanced at the date at the corner."But this front page doesn't seem to have much value. I've already found out from the job manual of the post office." As he muttered, he flipped through the newspaper.

However, when he flipped to the second page, something strange happened.

"What do you mean?" Feng bujue narrowed his eyes and flipped through a few more pages. He soon realized that ... Other than the front page and the last page of the advertisement (an advertisement for a bicycle), the middle part of the newspaper in his hand did not have a word. However ... The typesetting on each page had already been done, and the illustrations had also been inserted.

"Invisible ink? Wordless heavenly book?" Two thoughts quickly flashed through Feng bujue's mind. His eyes scanned the paper at high speed, searching for clues.

After a careful inspection, he confirmed that Youyou really just didn't print anything on it.

"That's pretty creative ..." Brother Jue laughed."Is this a newspaper or an English test paper that talks through pictures?"

As he spoke, he quickly flipped through the blank pages of the newspaper and noted down all the illustrations.

He didn't know if it was a coincidence or not ... But the number of illustrations was 13.

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Ten minutes later, brother Jue, who had been heading north, arrived at the 'shop' on the map.

Like the other shops in the town, the door was closed, with a "closed" sign on it. Looking through the glass door, he was sure that there was no one in the shop, and it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

"Ha ... Just as I expected." Feng bujue looked at the door and smiled bitterly.

Two seconds later, he got off the bicycle and stopped it. Then ... He picked up a big stone on the side of the road.

Ping, ping, ping, ping!

He raised his arm and smashed the glass door three times. In the end ... There was only a tiny white spot on the glass. There was not even a crack. Instead, it was his own arm that was numb from the shock.

"Is it really necessary ..." Feng bujue took two steps back and shook the stone off his hand."Bulletproof glass?"

He really didn't understand why the glass door of an ordinary grocery store would be so strong.

"That's too much ..." Brother Jue took a deep breath and reached into his shirt pocket to take out the Nokia 3310.

"Stop!" Suddenly, the ethereal female voice that had appeared once before sounded again.

When Feng bujue heard that, he quickly stopped and turned around.

"As expected ... This fellow is not a 'human' either ..." He thought to himself as he searched for traces of the other party in the fog."She was clearly blocked on the other side of the 'bridge' before this, and now she's actually appearing in the town ..."

"How did you enter the town?" Feng bujue could not pinpoint the enemy's exact location, so he decided to say something first."Is there a rescue team coming from outside the town?"

"I ... I've always been here. I've never left," The woman replied.

Her voice reverberated in the mist, and it was difficult to find the source.

"Then let me ask you this ..." Facing this answer that was as good as not saying anything, Feng bujue immediately changed the way he asked the question."How did you cross the bridge?"

But this time, the woman ignored brother Jue's question and continued,""Dave, I can't explain too much to you, but you have to believe me. I want to help you ..." Her tone was very sincere."Don't destroy the buildings in this town. It's not good for you ... And it will cause irreparable consequences."

"I can trust you." "But you have to answer me first," Feng bujue said."Who are you ..."

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At that moment, the rapid sound of rolling chains came from all around them, drowning out Feng bujue's voice.

"What's going on?" Hearing that, Feng bujue's heart skipped a beat. From the sound alone, it was the sound of at least twenty old bicycles riding at the same time."Could there be more than one ghost mail?"

At the same time, the ethereal girl suddenly shouted,""This is our chance! Quickly open your eyes!" Her voice cut through the noise and reached brother Jue's ears.

"Open ... My eyes?" Feng bujue knew that the man's instruction was important, but he could not understand it because his eyes ... Were open.

Fortunately ... His doubts did not last long.

The next second, a sudden change occurred! (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.)