Thriller Paradise Chapter 710: The Ghost Postman (9)

“It’s quite fun…” Feng Bujue’s mouth twitched slightly while looking at the newspaper in his car pocket.

Although there are some dissatisfaction and doubts in his heart, he still bears it…

If you look back and ask the ghost postman loudly, there are only two results: first, being ignored; second, being electrocuted.

“No way…Look at what he means…” After the belch went away, I felt that Brother simply parked the bicycle, took out the roll of newspaper from the pocket of the car, and slowly unfolded it in front of his eyes. .

The first thing that caught his eye was the name of the publication itself: [Otaku Town Pioneer Newspaper]

Then, the headline on the front page: [Ghost Postman once again won the Otaku Post Office Employee of the Year Award]

What is quite happy is that the picture associated with this news is just an unmanned landscape photo…

“This reporter did a great job. If the tire marks on the ground weren’t painted by him…it means he really caught the ghost brother who is riding a bike.” Feng Bujue read the newspaper as he read. “Wait… Before this… In such a small town, there is actually a newspaper office?”

[No matter it is windy, (top-point) rain, scorching sun, hail, typhoon, heavy fog…we can’t see the ghost postman running around. However, we all know that he has always been in his own post, and he has been working hard and shining, and contributing to the construction of a harmonious and beautiful Otaku town. Of course, his achievement is inseparable from the wise leadership of Mr. Norman Nelson, the head of the town’s post office; it is inseparable from the great Otaku spirit that the town holds. 】

“This man who wrote the report is a new [BEEP——] agency who jumped over…” After only reading the content at the beginning of the article, Feng Bujue couldn’t help but complain, “Classic nonsense, classic transition, classic flattery. The classic routine…”

The following content of this report is basically the same routine, mainly listing some “deeds” of the diligent work of ghost postmen, and forcibly taking part of the credit to the “leaders”.

So…it’s not easy to be a model worker these days. If you want to enjoy the honor you have earned, you must first thank the country and the party, and thank you for your leadership victory.

“Well…this is the daily newspaper on Christmas Day. Most of the news reported on it should be yesterday’s news…” After reading the first page of the newspaper, Feng Bujue glanced at the date in the corner. “However, this front page headline seems to be of little value. I already know it from the work manual of the post office.” As he muttered, he flipped through the newspaper.

Unexpectedly, when the newspaper turned to the second side, something went wrong.

“What do you mean?” Feng Bujue looked at it, turned a few pages, and quickly found…except for the first page and the end page advertisement (a bicycle advertisement). In the middle of the stack of newspapers in my hand, there is not a single word. But… the layout on each page has been arranged, and the illustrations have been inserted.

“Invisible ink? Wordless heavenly book?” Feng Bujue’s mind quickly flashed two thoughts, his eyes wandering on the paper at high speed, looking for clues.

And after he checked it carefully, he confirmed the fact-it was really just not printed.

“This meow is quite creative…” Brother Jue laughed, “Is this a newspaper…or is it an English test paper of “look at the picture”…”

While joking, he quickly turned over the blank pages of the newspaper and wrote down all the illustrations.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence…the number of illustrations is thirteen in total.

…………

Ten minutes later. Brother Jue, who was heading north, came to the location of the “shop” on the map.

Like other shops in this town, the door here is closed, and the sign “” is hung on the door. Peeking through the glass door, you can be sure that the store is empty. And it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.

“Heh… as expected.” Feng Bujue smiled bitterly at the store door.

Two seconds later, he got off the bicycle, stopped the car, and… picked up a big rock on the side of the road.

Pong Pong Pong——

He waved his arms. He smashed it three times towards the glass door, and the result…Only a tiny white spot was left on the glass, not even a trace of cracks; instead, his own arm was numb.

“As for…” Feng Bujue took two steps back. Shaking off the stone in his hand, “Bulletproof glass?”

He really doesn’t quite understand why the door glass of an ordinary grocery store is so strong.

“It’s too pressing…” Brother Jue took a breath, put his hand into his jacket pocket, and copied out the Nokia 3310…

“Stop!” Suddenly, the ethereal female voice that had appeared once again rang.

Feng Bujue heard the sound, quickly closed his hand, and turned around to scan.

“Sure enough…this guy is not a’human’…” he said in his heart while searching for the other person in the fog, “She was clearly blocked on the other side of the’bridge’ before, now Actually appeared in the town again…”

“How did you enter the town?” Feng Bujue couldn’t find the other party’s specific location, so he decided to say a few words, “Is there a rescue team outside the town?”

“I… have been here, never left.” The woman replied.

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

“Then I’m asking…” Faced with an answer that was equal to not being said, Feng Bujue immediately changed the way of asking questions, “How did you cross that bridge?”

But this time, the woman simply ignored Jue’s question and said to herself: “Dave, I can’t explain too much to you, but you have to believe me, I want to help you…” she His tone was earnest, “Don’t destroy the buildings in this town~IndoMTL.com~It will do you no good…it will cause irreparable consequences.”

“I can trust you.” Feng Bujue said, “but you have to answer me first, what are you…”

嗞嗞嗞嗞嗞嗞——

At this moment, the sound of rolling chains rang out one after another, and the sound of Feng Bujue was drowned out.

“What’s the matter?” Feng Bujue was surprised when he heard the sound; judging from the sound, it was at least the movement of more than two dozen vintage bicycles riding at the same time. “Could there be more than one ghost postman?”

At the same time, the ethereal girl suddenly shouted: “Opportunity! Open your eyes!” Her shout pierced through the noise, and it passed into Brother Jue’s ears.

“Open…eyes?” Feng Bujue knew that the other party’s instructions were important, but he couldn’t understand the meaning, because his eyes…are undoubtedly open at this moment.

Fortunately… his doubts did not last long.

The next second, the sudden change occurs! (To be continued…)