Beijing, China.

On the desk of the office of the Human Resources Department of the Forbidden City, two documents are spread out.

The first one was in a red-headed file bag, stamped with a "top secret" stamp, number 003. There's an employee message in there, and two or three newsletters.

Name: Lin Feng.

Gender: Male.

Date of birth: October 1964.

Nationality: Liangshan County, W City, Zhejiang Province.

Political outlook: Party member.

Resume: In 1989, he joined the logistics department of the Forbidden City.

In 1991, he was appointed Minister of Logistics.

In 1992, he was transferred to the Department of Cultural Relics Restoration and concurrently served as Deputy Minister.

In 1993, he led an expedition team to XXX City, India.

In 1995, he returned to China and brought back important information. In the same year, he went to the United States for further study, participated in scientific research at the Interstellar Development Group, and restored important cultural relics.

In 1996, he was appointed Minister of Cultural Relics Restoration.

In 1996, he led an expedition of 32 people to investigate the ancient civilization of Egypt.

In 1998, he led an expedition into the Sahara Desert.

In 1999, one of Wu Daozi's painting scrolls was restored through holographic technology.

In 2001, he led another expedition into the Sahara Desert.

In 2003, he led a team of 16 people to restore the cultural relics of the Forbidden City to go deep into the Sahara Desert for the third time.

In 2004, he disappeared.

In 2005, it was confirmed missing.

In May 1999, Lin Feng, China's first holographic restorer who used holographic technology to restore ancient cultural relics, successfully restored a painting by Wu Daozi. This technology was developed by Interstellar Development Group......

On March 12, 2004, Mr. Lin Feng, a well-known scholar of cultural relics in China and a special restorer of cultural relics in the Forbidden City, led a team of 16 people to investigate the Sahara Desert. After a month of searching, 10 surviving members of the expedition team were finally found, and the remaining six, three of whom unfortunately died in the disaster, and three others, disappeared into the hinterland of the desert with Professor Lin Feng.

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"Alas~" Cheng Pengju, the head of the Office of the Human Resources Department of the Forbidden City, sighed long in front of the two documents spread out on the table. Cheng Pengju has been working in the Forbidden City all his life and will retire next year, but so far, he has not encountered such a difficult problem as today.

Next to the top-secret file, what is placed is not actually a file, just two pieces of paper, strictly speaking, a resume. However, the owner of this resume is called Lin Hainan, Lin Feng's son.

Cheng Pengju looked at Lin Hainan's resume again and again:

Name: Lin Hainan.

Gender: Male.

Date of birth: December 1986.

Nationality: Beijing.

Political outlook: the masses.

Curriculum vitae: Graduated from the Department of History of Peking University with a bachelor's degree.

Graduate student of the Department of History, Peking University.

Master of History, People's University of Political Science and Law.

This is a simple and clear resume, as crisp and neat as Lin Hainan himself. And Lin Hainan's perfect academic qualifications, no matter who they are, may be tempted, but Cheng Pengju is unwilling to hire Lin Hainan.

Cheng Pengju remembered the years he had worked with Lin Feng.

Lin Feng is a knowledgeable person, but he is definitely not a boring and old-fashioned old pedant, on the contrary, Lin Feng is enthusiastic and studious, pursues the latest scientific research achievements in the professional field, and treats people and things in a measured manner, which is recognized well in and out of the circle.

The fact that such an excellent person is missing in the depths of the Sahara Desert is all suffocating. Too many years have passed since the specific thing, and Cheng Pengju is a little vague and can't remember, but he can't be clearer about the things in the top-secret file, which he sealed with tears in his hands back then. And today, seeing the resume submitted by Lin Hainan, Cheng Pengju knew that those things that had been blocked had come to this day step by step, and it was finally time to lift the seal.

Just outside the office, Lin Hainan was still waiting.

"Let him in. Cheng Pengju put the top-secret file into the drawer first, and asked the secretary Xiao Liu to call in Lin Hainan, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Lin Hainan's eyebrows were half similar to Lin Feng's, and in an instant, Cheng Pengju remembered his old friend Lin Feng, who was as friendly as his younger brother. Lin Hainan inherited Lin Feng's height and body shape, one meter eighty-five, well-proportioned and slender, this good body is much more handsome than many people. Compared with Lin Feng's tough and masculine appearance, Lin Hainan inherited half of his mother Wang Xiuzhu's appearance, which is more gentle, but not weak, and can be seen to be a resolute person.

"Minister Cheng. Lin Hainan greeted politely.

Gentle and polite, with a degree of advance and retreat, just like Lin Feng back then. Cheng Pengju suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and smiled gently at Lin Hainan, "Hainan, sit down." Don't be too polite, just call me Uncle Cheng. I am a brother to your father, and although I am six years older than your father, I have always been cared for by your father. ”

"Uncle Cheng's words. ”

Lin Hainan doesn't talk much, but Lin Feng is a little nagging. Cheng Pengju thought that Lin Hainan might be a little restrained, however, Lin Hainan sat on the chair, his hands were naturally on his knees, his legs were slightly apart, his eyes were not squinted, his body was straight, and he sat like a clock and stood like a pine, all of which reflected a good family education.

Maybe Lin Hainan already knows something. Also, the child is already so old that he will always know. Cheng Pengju comforted himself with two sentences, and when he saw that Lin Hainan didn't talk much, he took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Hainan, we haven't seen each other for two or three years, when will you go back to Beijing?"

"The plane arrived this morning. ”

"Ah, what's going on at home lately?" Cheng Pengju greeted Lin Hainan unhurriedly, as if the anxious person in the office just now was not him. "Is your mother okay, I remember she retired two years ago. Eh, didn't she always let you do this, you chose to work in the place where your dad worked this time, what did your mom say? ”

"My mom passed away last month. ”

Cheng Pengju looked at Lin Hainan in surprise, and Lin Hainan continued: "There is a malignant tumor in the lung, and it was too late when I found it, but I didn't suffer too much, and it wasn't too painful when I left. It was also my mother who asked me to come to the Forbidden City. Before she left, she gave me a notebook from my dad. ”

Since the disappearance of Lin Hainan's father, Lin Feng, his mother was very resistant to the restoration of cultural relics, but how could his mother, who was born in the Department of History, not love history and culture? Looking at his mother, who had been suffering from mental torture, Lin Hainan always chose to obey his mother's arrangement, stay away from the restoration of cultural relics, become a university lecturer, and live a plain but comfortable life.

And just last month, his mother's serious illness was undoubtedly a heavy blow, and his mother's pain also made Lin Hainan a lot haggard, but if the death of his mother hollowed out this man who had a comfortable life, then the words that his mother confided before leaving made Lin Hainan have to regain his strength, in order to fulfill his father's wishes, in order to make his mother no longer regret, and in order to no longer immerse himself in sadness.

Before leaving, his mother finally told Lin Hainan that before Lin Feng disappeared into the Sahara Desert, he had contacted his mother, but for so many years, his mother had never revealed the content of that phone call to anyone.

It was June 12, 2004. Half past eight in the evening. Wang Xiuzhu remembers it clearly.

At that time, she already knew the news of her husband Lin Feng's disappearance, but she just went out to investigate, and it was normal that she couldn't get in touch. The longest one went for two years, during which time I never came home. Wang Xiuzhu is sometimes very worried and worried, will his son slowly forget his father's appearance. Wang Xiuzhu put away the leftovers on the table, looked back at his son Lin Hainan, who had just finished the college entrance examination, and smiled, unconsciously Hainan was eighteen years old. When she was still young in Hainan, she once joked to her husband Lin Feng: "Husband, if you don't stay home all day, your son may forget you one day." Wang Xiuzhu still remembers that Lin Feng smiled heartily at that time, that handsome appearance has not changed for ten years, Lin Feng put it on his shoulder, and affirmed without hesitation: "Absolutely not! How could my Lin Feng's son forget his father! This kid is the same as me, even if he looks at cultural antiquities and other things in the future, he will think of my father." Hahahaha. ”

Lin Feng kept going out for inspection every time, but Lin Hainan didn't really forget his father, and Lin Feng often called home. If you enter an area with a bad signal, you will lose contact for a month and a half or even longer. Therefore, when he heard that the expedition team led by Lin Feng encountered a major disaster in the depths of the hinterland of the Sahara Desert, Wang Xiuzhu was still a little unimpressed, on the one hand, although it was said that it had encountered a major natural disaster, but the Forbidden City had been silent about what disasters had been encountered, and the search team could not find anyone and could not accurately judge what happened. Therefore, Wang Xiuzhu has always believed that this is no different from any previous time, and soon, her husband Lin Feng will return home and give her and their dear son Lin Hainan a big hug, and then she will laugh at her husband for the thousandth time.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiuzhu sighed lightly, for some reason, he felt a little sad, and tears actually slipped down. Wang Xiuzhu hurriedly wiped her tears, saw that her son was still sitting in the living room watching TV, and did not find it, so she continued to clean up the table with peace of mind. Some laughed at themselves self-deprecatingly: "What a middle-aged woman, so sensitive and fragile." ”

The doorbell was ringed, Lin Hainan went to open the door, and standing outside the door was Lin Hainan's hair boy who grew up together - Feng Jianfei.

Feng Jianfei looked inside, Lin Hainan smiled and rubbed Feng Jianfei's head: "What are you doing?"

"Who?"

"It's Jianfei. Mother. Lin Hainan turned around and promised his mother.

Wang Xiuzhu walked out of the restaurant and wiped his hands with an apron, "Jian Fei, have you eaten?"

"After eating, auntie, don't be busy, I came to Hainan to accompany me to the supermarket, and my mother asked me to go shopping. ”

"Okay, haha, okay, go ahead, go ahead. Hearing this, Wang Xiuzhu waved his hand disapprovingly, and the two children went.

"Mom, do you want to bring anything?" Lin Hainan asked as soon as he put on his shoes, and easily knocked out Feng Jianfei's frizzy hand while he was putting on his shoes and bowing his head.

"No, no, no, hey, buy a watermelon and come back. ”

"Good. Mom, I'm leaving. ”

Listening to Lin Hainan and Feng Jianfei going downstairs fighting, Wang Xiuzhu smiled and closed the door.

"Didi Ring Ring—" The phone rang suddenly, except for the sound of the TV, the phone bell broke the silence and warmth of the room. Wang Xiuzhu hurriedly put down the work in his hand, walked over and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Ah Xiu, it's me. ”