Chapter 716

No. 9, 10th Street.

As with all the previous addresses, there is no mailbox in front of the ordinary two-story house, deserted front yard.

After stopping the bicycle, Feng, with his satchel on his back and shotgun in his hand, quickly stepped on the porch in front of the house.

Pa pa pa -

"open the door!" He shouted as he knocked on the door.

I don't need to tell you what happened next Not long after, a fat man in slippers came down from the second floor, opened the door a palm wide gap, and stood in the shadow and asked, "who are you looking for?"

"Postman." I held up the temporary work permit unconsciously, shook it in front of the right side, then put it away, took out the envelope, "deliver the letter."

"I No charge. " The response of the No. 10 is the same as that of the previous nine.

Click -

seal up the shotgun in the right direction, stick the muzzle of the shotgun into the crack of the door, and murmur: "do you want to take it or not?"

"You What are you going to do? " Although fat ten showed fear, he didn't escape.

"You can choose whether to receive the letter or the bullet." Feng's tone is nothing like joking. When necessary, he can be very fierce.

"No Don't kill me... " Fat ten raised his hands to make a surrender, "even if you shoot, I will not accept it Unless... "

"Unless I report your instruction code?" I can't help but take the other person's words and say.

"Well..." Fat ten nodded.

"Cut..." Brother Jue spat and said in his heart, "does the threat of force really not work..."

Two seconds later, he dropped the gun. "How many digits is your code?" he added

"Eleven." The fat man replied truthfully.

After receiving the reply, Feng turned around and left, running for his bike.

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In the next 40 minutes, Chueh visited the 11th, 12th and 13th recipients respectively.

The last three, without exception. It's all fat. Their voice, character, reaction and so on They are all in line with the top ten recipients.

Feng doesn't feel like he's been talking to these guys. He's been trying out everything he can, so he doesn't ask anything except the number of digits in the instruction code.

At 2:50 p.m., brother Jue once again came to the abandoned post box in the cemetery in northern town.

At the moment, an envelope appeared on the ground beside the post box.

Although there is no wind around. But there was still a stone on the top of the envelope.

"I really replied..." Seal unconsciously recited a sentence, the past will pick up the envelope.

This is a turquoise envelope. You can feel it in your hand. There is only a thin piece of paper in it. Brother Jue carefully tore it open and took out the letter paper inside. Then... He found a very puzzling thing - both sides of the letter were blank.

"Again?" Can you make complaints about invisible ink? No word of heaven? " His slot is the same as when he received the newspaper.

While talking, he also took the letter to his eyes and carefully observed it to make sure whether there was any trace or smell on the paper.

"Well What do you mean... " Unconsciously, Feng held his right elbow with his left hand. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand were slightly combined and crossed the tip of his nose along his forehead. This habitual thinking action can make his thinking run more smoothly. "If this piece of paper just landed next to the mailbox, it might be misunderstood as - it's just a piece of discarded paper. But for now, the paper is in an envelope, and it is well pressed by a stone This setting is telling me. This piece of white paper is really a reply. "

After thinking for a moment, his mind suddenly flashed: "eh? Is it not... "

The next second, Chueh Ge took out the previous newspaper from his satchel and turned to the blank pages: "indirect tips..." Thinking about this, he simply sat on the ground with the letter in one hand. Holding the newspaper in one hand, murmured. "There is no content in this reply But there's no content. It can also be a hint. " His eyes moved to the newspaper. "Remind me "The answer is in the blank."

Thinking of this layer, the first page of the newspaper was torn off.

On the front of the page is the meaningless front page headline, while on the reverse is the second edition with no text and only illustrations.

In the second edition of the illustration photo, we see a brick wall with a tree in front of it. At first glance, this is another picture of the scenery, but if you look carefully, you can find On the ground at the bottom of the picture, there are traces of bicycle tires.

"Well, let me see The paper of this newspaper is general. It's impossible for fire and water to show... " Feng unconsciously took the "experimental object" in his hand and thought, "at present, the methods I can try are..." As he thought, he reached for the shotgun, but a second later he took it back. "Wait If the props needed to solve the riddle are the gunpowder in the bullet, then brother ghost should give the riddle after I get the gun... " He touched his chin and said, "that is What can make the prompt "appear" was already on me... "

Then, like a child in a natural science class, Chueh Ge showed an interested look, took out a bunch of props from his pocket and arranged them in a row on the grass.

"One by one..." With that, he raised the first prop.

For the next five minutes, he first tried to read the contents of the newspaper through the camera of his mobile phone; then he scratched a small area on the paper with a ball point pen and pencil; then he scratched several areas of the newspaper with coins, keys and credit cards.

Unfortunately, all these attempts ended in failure

"Well It's not right. I have to change my mind... " He said as he picked up the salt jar. This is the last item on his body that could be used to solve a mystery.

Hiss, hiss

Fortunately This last attempt worked. When the white salt particles were sprinkled on the newspaper, wisps of white smoke came out of the paper, and there was a slight burnt smell in the smoke. This is obviously not the reaction that paper should have when it comes to salt

[, trunk] a few seconds later, a line of smoke like carbon text appears on the blank page next to the illustration.

"Ha! Yes! " The smile and the words in the newspaper appeared at the same time. He did not expect that the key item to solve the mystery would be the salt bottle found from brother Yumao.

After the experiment is successful, the next thing is simple. Chueh Geyi cracked the other 12 pages in the middle of the newspaper one by one and got 13 similar messages.

"If there is no accident The first two numbers are coordinates. " I can't help but write down all the tips, and my expression has become very relaxed. "When it comes to two decimal places, it's probably to match the mini map I have at hand. And the noun that follows each coordinate is undoubtedly to be read in combination with "illustration"

At this moment, brother Jue has roughly understood the meaning of these tips. As it happens, the coordinate on the second edition is the closest one to him at present. So, in order to test his reasoning, he quickly packed up what he had at hand, went back to his bike, and set out there.

Within five minutes, Feng could not feel that he was near the coordinates on the mini map (due to the size of the map, he could not stand at a certain point precisely, at most, he was near). He looked for the brick wall in the illustration and saw the big tree planted in front of the wall.

"Tree trunk, right..." Feng stopped his bike and walked over with a shotgun.

He approached the target cautiously, as if the tree would suddenly turn into a monster to attack him. But it turns out It's him who worries too much. This tree in front of us is just a common tree. There is no flag or.

the only valuable thing here is an Arabic number carved on the tree trunk - 1. (to be continued) one second to remember this website www.biquga.com, the latest and fastest novel website of biquga!