Thriller Paradise Chapter 718: Dave’s World (17)

Feng Bujue spent half an hour carefully inspecting the entire 204 room. ｜top｜dot｜novel.[2][3][w][x]

Then he sat on the bed, concentrating on his thoughts...

"The closet is empty, there are no outer clothes and pants in the suitcase, only a limited amount of underwear and socks... This shows that he does not intend to stay out for too long, regardless of whether the interview is successful or not, he will be before tomorrow Going home..." The information gathered just now flashed quickly in front of Brother Jue, "Although I went to the bar last night, but considering that he will have an interview early this morning, he will not drink too much, and will not be able to stay. It's too late... His dying complexion can also prove this... At least for a few seconds before he was headshot, he looked quite energetic, without any hangover or lack of sleep." He glanced again. Sheets, "Judging from the residual hair and smell on the bed, he did stay in this room 204 overnight... and this morning he even washed up leisurely and went out after shaved..."

Thinking of this, Feng Bujue frowned slightly, rubbing his chin, and said, "Well...All signs indicate that Enoch was still very sure and not anxious until he left the hotel room in the morning. He paused, "Then the problem comes... After he left the hotel, before entering the post office... What happened to him?"

At this moment, all the clues collected before were flashed in front of Jue Ge’s eyes one by one, and his thinking was instinctively and constantly reacting, giving him one inference after another, and each inference one by one. Unfold, weave into a cobweb of reasoning...

"Speaking...Where is his car?" After a while, Feng Bujue touched something on the edge of the "cobweb". His eyes moved slightly and he said, "I'm walking around the town. For so long, not only have I not seen any pedestrians, but I have not even seen a car..." He stood up and paced back and forth in the room. "This Enoch buddy... doesn't necessarily mean that he walked all the way to this remote town with his suitcase?"

While thinking about this, Jue had already walked towards the door of the room. He was going to visit the other guests in this hotel with a shotgun and ask them what they knew.

However, as soon as he picked up the gun and was about to touch the doorknob, the sound of the key being locked was heard outside the door...

Feng Bujue reacted swiftly, and immediately stepped back three steps and raised his gun to aim.

Almost the moment he stood still, the door was pushed open...

"If I were you, I wouldn't continue to waste time in this hotel..." The people outside saw Brother Jue with a gun. Still looking calm, "Mr. Dave."

Feng Bujue looked intently. Standing in the hallway was a faint, fat black old man. This person looked about sixty years old, dressed in a dark green administrator uniform, and had a bunch of keys pinned to his waist.

"Who are you?" Feng Bujue held a gun at the opponent and said coldly, "Why do you know my name?"

"I'm the administrator here, you can call me Mr. M." Mr. M replied, "As for your name... I knew it a long time ago. I have known you since you can remember. ."

"Oh? Are you my relative?" Feng Bujue replied.

"I know you better than your relatives, Dave." Mr. M replied, "I know you were wetting the bed in the third grade. Knowing that you are allergic to lettuce, knowing that your childhood best playmate died of You overdose, and you know the name of each of your girlfriends."

"What's the situation...A distant relative? A stalker? Nonsense?" Although Jue had many guesses in his mind, his own knowledge of Dave was very limited. Even if the other party is talking nonsense, he has no way of knowing.

"It seems that you know a lot..." Feng Bujue remained silent, tentatively raising a question. "Then can you please tell me... Enoch he..."

"Actually, you don't need to think about the car." Mr. M snatched up before he could finish talking. "You should understand if you think about it..." He said in a deep voice, "Your own car. …Is it counted as entering the town?"

After hearing this, Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly: "So..." He realized that not only cars and pedestrians are not visible in this small town, but even wheel marks and footprints are not visible. After traveling around the town for a day, all he saw were his own footprints and the traces of bicycle tires.

"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. M." Two seconds later, Brother Jie answered, "If it's convenient...Can you explain by the way, why I haven't said what I said? You already know what I want to ask you. Up?"

"Hehehe..." Mr. M replied with a meaningful smile, and then ignored Jue's question, and said, "The'Last Supper' will start at eight o'clock, and you have less than an hour left. To a banquet."

After that, he turned around and left in the direction of the corridor.

"Wait!" Feng Bujue stepped forward quickly, trying to stop the other party and ask to understand.

But when he chased to the door, the corridor was empty.

Mr. M left his line of sight for less than a second, but it was this second that made Brother Jue lose the trace of the other party...

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Due to the appearance of Mr. M, Jie Ge changed the original "knock on the door and ask" plan, using a more direct and faster method...

He went straight to the counter on the first floor, took out all the keys in the key cabinet, one by one... and opened all the doors in the hotel.

Although he is prepared to raise a gun and threaten every time he enters the door, no one is in the room...

That's it...Feng Bujue was delayed for another ten minutes in the hotel and found nothing.

At 7:22 p.m., he walked out of the hotel door and stepped on his bicycle again.

"He's meow..." he cursed while riding the bike, "tell me the time limit for dinner, but don't tell me the location...it's useful!"

This is not the only problem that makes him irritable. At this moment, he also has another hidden worry, that is, "stamina"... [692/4800] It may be enough to put it in a general script, but in this way In the script of measuring physical strength by actual body sensation, that is a state where the muscles are sour and need to be rested urgently.

It's a pity...The current situation does not allow Feng Bujue to rest.

Brother Jue has also faintly noticed...At this stage of the script, it is very close to the perfect level.

Although he himself cannot be 100% sure, here, I can use God's model to explain...

Actually, the most critical hidden index in the script is "time", or "efficiency of action".

"Arriving at Nelson's office before nine o'clock in the morning" is a good example. The plot of Enoch's headshot and the "punctuality" concept repeatedly emphasized in the post office work manual are all reminders.

The content of the main quest [Recognized by the Ghost Postman and Become the New Postman in Otaku Town] is ambiguous and not a clear instruction.

The factor that really determines the difficulty of clearance is "time".

At the beginning of the script, if the player fails to meet Nelson before nine o'clock, the difficulty of the script will increase, and the content of the side quests will be different. The resulting chain reaction is... the time consuming of the side task will become longer ~ IndoMTL.com~ and the time point of completing the side line is exactly the benchmark for the hidden task trigger.

Completed one hour ahead of schedule, you can receive [Crack the script world view before the main task is completed]; complete three hours ahead of schedule, you can receive [Investigate and solve the reason for Enoch’s lateness]; want to receive [Try to participate "The Last Supper"] This...must be five hours in advance.

In short, the difficulty and ending of this script are closely linked to the efficiency of the player's actions. The faster this step is completed, the lower the difficulty of the next step. On the contrary, if one step is late, then each step is late...If you can't correct it as soon as possible, the difficulty of the later stage of the script will increase like a snowball. Even if the player is lucky enough to not die, at best, he will be able to complete the task before midnight and barely clear the level.

At the moment, Feng Bujue has relied on his outstanding performance, stepping on the point of time...walking on the easiest and most profitable route of customs clearance.

But... he may still fall short.

Thirty-eight minutes, less than 700 stamina, interrupted clue chain...

If he wants to pass the level perfectly, he must overcome these disadvantages and "go to the banquet" within the time limit. (To be continued...)