Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 59 The Second Letter
Lin Xian returned to the bedroom again, he sat on the bed, Zhao Feng beside him didn't say anything, he also vaguely guessed some of the movement outside just now, so he sat in the original place obediently, no matter where he was. Did not go.
The outside of the room gradually fell into calm, and the ghost left, completely leaving the first floor.
The post office at night is always dangerous, but if you are familiar with the rules here, it is quite easy to spend every night.
After an interlude, there was no movement in the entire post office, and this state lasted until the next morning.
The old glass chandelier did not know when it was affected by the spirit, and it went out early, and the building with the style of the Republic of China began to operate normally from then on.
Lin Xian came to the bedroom first. The purpose of his coming this time was to collect the second letter from the post office.
However, when he walked into the bedroom, there was no envelope on the old-fashioned wooden bed.
"Huh? Isn't it a personal delivery mission?"
Lin Xian thought subconsciously: "It seems that we need to form a team to deliver the letter this time."
At this time, Zhao Feng also woke up in a daze. He didn't sleep well last night and stayed up almost all night. When he got up from the sofa in the living room, he found that Lin Xian had walked out.
But when he opened the door, an old letter appeared out of thin air on the door edge of the room.
The envelope fell to the ground because of the opening of the wooden door, and Lin Xian picked it up.
"Another yellow letter."
The touch was the same as when I received the letter for the first time, it was cold, weird, revealing an ominous feeling.
"Is this the envelope from the post office?" Zhao Feng followed and saw the yellow letter, so he couldn't help asking.
"You are not stupid. This is a mission to deliver a letter. The receiving courier needs to complete the requirements on the letter paper. I will explain this to you later."
Lin Xian explained, and then opened the yellow letter.
However, this time the letter was different from the previous ones, because there were more than one delivery request written on it.
The content covers three items:
The first one is to go to Room 13, 15th Floor, Block A, Building A, No. 1501 Jianshe Road, Dachang City, and wait for the arrival of the recipient.
Second, the courier needs to complete it within six hours after receiving the letter.
Article 11: All couriers in room [-] must participate.
The three requirements, the crooked handwriting represents the weirdness, and it is also the entire content of this letter.
"To deliver a letter to Dachang City? It seems that he is going to Yang Jian's territory."
Lin Xian thought so, he handed the envelope to Zhao Feng, and then reminded: "The letter is where we need to go this time. You'd better be mentally prepared. If you hold me back, you will die." ."
Zhao Feng didn't dare to look at Lin Xian, his own instinct made him fear the person in front of him.
However, the door to their room had not been open for long, and some people came out one after another from the doors of rooms 14, 16, and 17 not far away.
These were certainly not the new post office couriers.
"Under normal circumstances, a room in the post office can accommodate three people, so the maximum compatible number on the first floor should be 21 people. If this is the case, then these couriers who have come out now can also make sense."
It seemed to confirm his conjecture yesterday, but instead of saying hello to these messengers who had just come out, he patted Zhao Feng on the shoulder and signaled him to follow him.
The task the post office gave itself this time was only six hours long. Compared with the first letter, the difficulty has increased a lot.
"Lin Xian, just leave like this, what should we do if our room was robbed?"
Suddenly, Zhao Feng trotted over and asked.
"Just let them come out then." Lin Xian said calmly.
The two quickly walked through the living room and came to the direction of the gate of the post office.
1 minute later.
At a certain bus stop in Dachang City, Lin Xian and Zhao Feng arrived here through the post office.
There was obviously a bit more surprise in Zhao Feng's eyes. It was hard to imagine that he just opened a door and came to a strange city.
"You can experience a lot with this kind of opportunity in the future, but the prerequisite is that you have to survive."
Leaving the bus station, they stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and the two quickly got in.
According to the address mentioned in the letter, it should be near an office building. Compared with Dashen City, Dachang City looks much more ancient.
Jianshe Road is not far from the post office trail, and it only took the two of them ten minutes to get there.
The address on the letter was near a shopping mall. According to the navigation, they were very close to their destination.
"You'd better give up, don't use such childish means, it's useless, you are not worthy of Xiaoyan."
Passing by a fried chicken shop, Lin Xian heard such a sentence, he couldn't help but looked in the direction of the shop.
I saw a man about 24 or [-] years old standing near the dining table not far away, and he was speaking to the young man sitting across the dining table.
The young man looked dirty, his clothes were full of dirt, but his face was clean, and he looked a little handsome if you looked closely.
Next to the young man, there was a young and beautiful woman sitting, and the woman was sitting opposite the young man. The scene was like the two were on a date, and then a third party suddenly broke in.
But as soon as the standing man finished speaking, he heard a bang. The young man opposite took out a pistol, took a few bullets from his pocket, loaded it, and slapped it on the table again.
"Yang Jian?"
Lin Xian frowned. In his mind, there seemed to be such a scene, and what the man took out was not an ordinary firearm, but one made of gold.
However, due to the time required to deliver the letter, he did not stay in this place too much, but walked through the shopping mall and walked into an office building opposite.
As Lin Xian guessed, the person inside the fried chicken shop was none other than Yang Jian, the ghost-eyed detective from Dachang City. He was a little unhappy. He had just come out of the incident in Huanggang Village and finally found a place to eat. As a result, Jiang Yan's suitor named Qian Feng came to cause trouble.
But when he raised his head to look at the person opposite, the ghost eyes on his forehead burst out unconsciously.
Qian Feng was initially a little frightened when he looked at the realistic metal pistol on the table, but when he saw an eye suddenly growing out of Yang Jian's head, he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
"Huh?" Yang Jian instinctively glanced outside the store, and among the crowd, he only saw a figure in a white shirt from the back.
Out of the instinct of a ghost master, the restlessness of the ghost eyes made him feel a little uneasiness. This state had appeared long before the head shopping mall incident. Yang Jian had reason to believe that there must be ghosts nearby just now, or that there was a ghost in the vicinity. The ghost passed by.
(End of this chapter)