He spent half an hour meticulously examining the entire Room 204.

Then, he sat on the bed, lost in thought…

"The closet is empty, the suitcase contains no outer clothing or pants, only a limited number of underwear and socks… This indicates that he doesn't plan to stay away for too long. Whether the interview is successful or not, he will return home before tomorrow…" The various pieces of information he had just gathered flashed before Jue-ge's eyes. "Although he went to the bar last night, considering that he had an interview early this morning, he wouldn't have drunk too much or stayed out too late… His complexion before his death also proves this… At least in the few seconds before he was shot in the head, he looked quite energetic, with no signs of a hangover or lack of sleep." He glanced at the sheets again. "Judging from the hair and scent left on the bed, he definitely spent the night in this Room 204… And this morning, he leisurely washed up and shaved before leaving…"

Thinking of this, Feng Bujue frowned slightly and muttered, touching his chin, "Hmm… all indications are that Enoch was very confident until he left the hotel room in the morning and didn't seem worried at all." He paused. "So, the question is… what exactly happened to him between leaving the hotel and entering the post office?"

At this moment, all the clues he had gathered earlier flashed before Jue-ge's eyes one by one, and his thinking instinctively reacted, feeding him one inference after another, and expanding each inference one by one, weaving a web of reasoning…

"Speaking of which… where is his car?" After a moment, Feng Bujue touched something on the edge of the "spider web." His eyes flickered, and he murmured, "I've been wandering around the town for so long, and I haven't seen a single pedestrian, let alone a car…" He stood up and paced back and forth in the room. "This Enoch… couldn't have lugged his suitcase and walked all the way to this remote town, could he?"

As Jue-ge thought, he walked towards the door of the room. He was preparing to take the shotgun to visit the other guests in the hotel and ask them what they knew.

However, just as he picked up the gun and was about to reach for the doorknob, the sound of a key entering the lock rang out outside the door…

Feng Bujue reacted quickly, immediately taking three steps back and raising his gun to aim.

Almost the instant he stood still, the door was pushed open…

"If I were you, I wouldn't continue wasting time in this hotel…" The person outside the door still seemed very calm after seeing Jue-ge holding the gun, "Mr. Dave."

Feng Bujue stared intently. Standing in the corridor was a balding, slightly overweight black old man. This man looked about sixty years old, dressed in a dark green security guard uniform, with a large bunch of keys hanging from his waist.

"Who are you?" Feng Bujue aimed the gun at the other party and said coldly, "Why do you know my name?"

"I am the manager here, you can call me Mr. M," Mr. M replied. "As for your name… I've known it for a long time, I've known you since you could remember."

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

"I know you better than your relatives, Dave," Mr. M replied. "I know you were still wetting the bed in the third grade, I know you're allergic to lettuce, I know your childhood best friend died of a drug overdose, and I know the names of every one of your girlfriends."

"What's going on… distant relative? Stalker? Nonsense?" Although Jue-ge had many guesses in his mind, he himself had limited knowledge of Dave. Even if the other party was just talking nonsense, he had no way of knowing.

"Looks like you know a lot…" Feng Bujue said calmly, tentatively throwing out a question, "Then can you please tell me… Enoch, he…"

"Actually, you don't need to consider the car problem." Before Jue-ge could finish speaking, Mr. M interrupted, "You should understand if you think about it carefully…" He said in a deep voice, "Did your own car… enter the town?"

Hearing this, Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly. "I see…" He then realized that not only could he not see cars and pedestrians in this town, but he also couldn't see tire tracks or footprints. After wandering around the town for a day, all he saw were his own footprints and the traces of his bicycle tires.

"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. M," Jue-ge continued two seconds later, "If it's convenient… can you also explain why you already knew what I wanted to ask you before I even said it?"

"Hehehe…" Mr. M responded with a meaningful smile, and then ignored Jue-ge's question, saying, "The 'Last Supper' will begin at eight o'clock, you have less than an hour to attend."

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

"Wait!" Feng Bujue quickly stepped forward, wanting to stop the other party and ask for clarification.

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

The time Mr. M left his sight was less than a second, but it was this second that caused Jue-ge to lose track of the other party…

…

Due to Mr. M's appearance, Jue-ge changed his original "knocking on the door to ask" plan and used a more direct and faster method…

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

Although he was prepared to use a gun to intimidate every time he entered a room, there was no one in any of the rooms…

In this way… Feng Bujue spent another ten minutes in the hotel, gaining nothing.

At 7:22 PM, he walked out of the hotel door and got back on his bicycle.

"Damn it…" He muttered as he rode, "You tell me the time limit for dinner, but you don't tell me the location… what's the use!"

The problem that made him irritable was not just this. At this moment, he also had another hidden worry, which was his "stamina value"… [6924800] Might still be enough in an ordinary scenario, but in this kind of scenario where physical strength is measured by actual physical sensation, it was a state of aching muscles all over the body, in desperate need of rest.

Unfortunately… the current situation did not allow Feng Bujue to rest.

Jue-ge had also vaguely realized that… the scenario had progressed to the point where it was extremely close to a perfect clear.

Although he himself could not be 100% sure, I can use God mode here to explain…

In fact, the most crucial hidden index in this scenario is "time," or rather, "action efficiency."

"Arrive at Nelson's office before nine in the morning" is a good example. The plot of Enoch being shot in the head, as well as the "punctuality" concept repeatedly emphasized in the post office manual, are all hints.

The content of the main quest [Gain the approval of the ghost postman and become the new postman of Ottaku Town] is ambiguous in itself and not a clear instruction.

The factor that truly determines the difficulty of clearing is "time."

At the beginning of the scenario, if the player fails to see Nelson before nine o'clock, the difficulty of the scenario will increase, and the content of the side quests will also be different. The chain reaction that follows is that… the side quests will take longer to complete, and the point in time when the side quests are completed is precisely the benchmark for triggering hidden missions.

Completing it one hour early allows you to receive [Decipher the scenario world's worldview before completing the main quest]; completing it three hours early allows you to receive [Investigate and solve the reason for Enoch's lateness]; if you want to receive [Find a way to participate in the "Last Supper"], you must complete it five hours early.

In short, the difficulty and ending of this scenario are closely linked to the player's action efficiency. The faster this step is completed, the lower the difficulty of the next step. Conversely, one step late leads to every step late… If it cannot be corrected early, the difficulty of the scenario in the later stages will increase like a snowball. Even if the player is lucky enough not to die, they will at most barely complete the task before midnight and barely clear the scenario.

At the moment, Feng Bujue, with his excellent performance, is stepping on the timing… walking on the easiest and most rewarding path to clear the scenario.

But… he still has the possibility of falling short.

Thirty-eight minutes, less than seven hundred stamina points, interrupted chain of clues…

To achieve a perfect clear, he must overcome these unfavorable factors and "attend the feast" within the time limit.