Chapter Forty-Three: Unknown Person

As I said, I once came to Ruoqiang, Xinjiang, to cover the situation, and that time I was stuck on the edge of Lop Nur.

At that time, I was working in Shaanxi "Girlfriend" magazine, and I experienced a very oolong thing, which was related to outsiders.

I've never talked about it.

I've never written a novel about extraterrestrial life. Not only have I never written it, but I haven't read it, whether it's a novel, a movie, or a related report.

It's not that I don't believe it.

There is almost no doubt that there must be life in such a large universe. Only a frog in a well would think that the world is only as big as a well, and there are only frogs.

I'm convinced, I'm just not interested.

No matter how developed extraterrestrial life is, it belongs to science. I want to explore life and death, spirit and body, man and God, this is philosophy. Philosophy is, of course, more advanced, more profound, and more interesting than science.

I never expected to meet outsiders on Lop Nur......

Let me continue with that experience.

At that time, we had two telephone numbers in the editorial office, both of which were published in the magazine, and the phones rang one after another from morning to night every day.

Some people ask how to find the dream love, and some people ask how to find an extramarital lover. Some people ask about the secret of submission, and some people ask about the trick to get rich. Some people ask where sex reassignment surgery can be done, and some people ask where the happy peach blossom paradise is. Some people asked how to go to the editorial office, and some people asked how to go to aliens......

About half a month after I returned from the Ruoqiang interview, on this day, I received a phone call, and it was a very strange call.

It was noon and everyone was away, so I picked up the phone and said, "Hey? ”

There was no sound inside.

I said, "Hello? ”

There was still no sound inside.

I was a little impatient: "Hey, hey! "If the other party doesn't say anything, I'm going to hang up.

The person on the phone seemed to have made a lot of determination, and finally spoke, and it was a somewhat old voice: "...... Are you the editor of the week? ”

I said, "Who are you?" ”

Other: "I want to ...... Submission. ”

I said, "You can send it over." ”

Person: "I want to deliver it to you personally." ”

I said, "...... That's okay too. ”

Other: "Okay, thank you, thank you, thank you......"

At this point, he hung up the phone, did not report his name, did not make an appointment, and just said a lot of "thank you".

I was so busy hitting the back of my head every day that I quickly forgot about it.

One night, everyone was gone, and I was in the unit to read the manuscript.

The first to fifth floors belong to the Provincial Women's Federation and have already left work. The editorial office is located on the sixth floor, which is an open lobby. The editorial department, advertising department, distribution department, and administrative staff all work together. As soon as the people are gone, they seem very empty.

I watched, a little tired, and just lay down on the couch......

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up. I didn't wake up naturally, nor was I woken up by something. It was already dark, and the lobby of the editorial office was dark, and a person stood in front of my head, looking at me motionlessly.

He was a man in his 40s, tall and with a messy beard on his face.

I sat up at once: "Who are you looking for!" ”

It was as if someone had lifted the immobilization method, his numb face suddenly became an expression, and he said very humbly: "I'm looking for you." I called you. ”

His voice was a little old, and I suddenly remembered who he was.

I said, "Oh, did you bring the manuscript?" ”

He said, "Bring it." ”

As he spoke, he took out a stack of thick handwritten manuscripts from his satchel and said mysteriously, "Let me tell you, I've seen UFOs 7 times, and once I saw them - extraterrestrial creatures!" ”

It was dark in the hall.

He's too close to me.

I suddenly felt that he was in danger, so I stood up and turned on the light.

I said, "Is it science fiction?" ”

"No, it's a long non-fiction," he said. He patted the manuscript in his hand and said, "I am the only person in the world who has seen a UFO seven times, and the only person who has seen an extraterrestrial creature - that's the value of this book!" ”

I said, "We are a magazine, we can't send so many words, you should go to the publisher." ”

He stared me in the eye eagerly and said, "I want to serialize." I want everyone on Earth to know that the Aliens have come to our Earth! ”

I said, "I'm sorry for the lack of evidence for your claim, we can't post it." ”

I think this person may be mentally ill, and if I publish his remarks, then I am also mentally ill.

The man, who seemed to be loyal, smiled humbly again and suddenly said, "You can confirm me." ”

By this time I was already sure he was mentally ill.

I didn't dare to offend him, I was afraid that he would suddenly pounce on me and grab my neck. He's so tall, I'm certainly no match for him.

I regret that I didn't lock the hall door after work.

I squeezed out a hypocritical smile and said, "How can I prove you?" ”

He leaned close to me and whispered, "—because the extraterrestrial creature I've seen is you." ”

I squinted at him.

He was still so humble that he didn't shy away from my gaze at all.

After a while, I said, "Where are you from?" ”

He said, "I am a Ruoqiang person, and my name is Yu Lin. After a pause, he added, "You may think I'm mentally ill, but I'm sure you remember that night half a month ago......"

His words made me shiver.

I immediately decided: he is not mentally ill, absolutely not!

Half a month ago, I was interviewing in Xinjiang, and I was living at the Ruoqiang Cultural Center.

Of course, I will never forget that day, and I will never forget it.

At that time, I had just learned to drive, and I was very addicted, and in the evening, I borrowed a jeep and secretly went to the Gobi Desert to have a good time. The jeep was very old, the high beams were broken, and only the low beams remained, shining like a flashlight on a small spot in front of it. Boundless sand, with the occasional hard camel thorn or two......

I don't know where the car leaked, and the strong smell of gasoline gave me a headache. Finally, I turned off the ignition and got out of the car to get some air.

It was very dark, like a huge pot, and I could only feel the vastness of the Gobi Desert from the oncoming wind.

The vast Gobi Desert gradually showed its outline, and it turned dark green.

I was suddenly terrified - it was a strange kind of sky light that covered the Gobi Desert! I got up and tried to jump into the jeep and leave, but as soon as I got up, I felt lightheaded and fainted.

I don't know how long it took me to wake up.

I didn't wake up naturally, nor was I woken up by something. Opening my heavy eyelids, I saw a black figure standing in front of my head, looking at me fixedly. He found that I had woken up, and I stepped back step by step, and soon disappeared into the Gobi Desert.

It was as if I had been tampered with by something, and my consciousness had become a mess.

I stood up in a trance and drove back. I forgot how to drive, and I kept drawing S-shapes......

When the mysterious flying object appeared, it was about 10 o'clock in the evening, and I was five or six miles away from the city, and there should be someone else who could see it besides me. But the next day, no one talked about it!

I didn't say it to anyone either.

There are too many people who claim to have seen UFOs, real and fake, and cannot tell the difference.

A set of surveys shows that 95% of the so-called UFOs, so-called UFOs, are explainable, or atmospheric optical phenomena, or a swarm of glowing bugs, or some kind of cloud shadow, or artificial releases......

Only 5% can't explain it, but it can't be characterized as an extraterrestrial flying object, which can only be called a "UFO".

I really don't want to join in the fun.

In addition, no matter how real you look, no matter how excited or frightened you are at the time, your statement is a kind of "folk theory", and the mainstream scientific community will not recognize you and ignore you.

In other words, whether it's true or not, you're lying.

But if you find something not in the sky or outside the sky, but something underground, then the situation is very different, even if it is a broken crockpot.

Could it be that this Yu Lin is the one who appeared on the Gobi Desert and disappeared on the Gobi Desert?

Should be.

Although it was dark at the time, I didn't see that person clearly, but now I compare this Yu Lin with the image in my memory, and the more I think about it, the more it looks like it!

Did he also see that thing in the sky, so he mistakenly thought I was an outsider?

I said, "You misunderstood, I'm just a witness." ”

He said, "No, I saw with my own eyes that you floated down from that big thing and landed on the Gobi Desert, and then that big thing flew away and disappeared into the sky. At that time, there was a man in the Gobi Desert who was practicing driving, and he seemed to have been exposed to some kind of radiation and fainted. You lie on top of that person and you're gone......"

At this time, I suddenly thought that he was talking nonsense.

I said, "Yu Lin, you mean he is attached to my body?" ”

He shook his head and said, "No, it's you who are attached to his body." ”

I said, "You're wrong, I'm still me." I was the one before I went to the Gobi Desert, and I was the same person after I came back from the Gobi Desert, and I know it best in my heart. ”

He smiled apologetically again: "You don't know. I suggest you go to the hospital tomorrow for a check-up. ”

I said, "No." ”

He suddenly asked, "Have you done × fluoroscopy recently?" ”

I thought for a moment and said, "No." ”

He said, "Go and shine a light on ×." ”

The next day, the editorial department was going to hold a topic selection meeting, so I asked for leave.

As soon as I walked into the gate of the hospital, I saw two hospital workers pushing a lying man towards the morgue. The family members on both sides cried and cried.

I didn't have the heart to look at any of this, so I walked straight into the outpatient building and registered in the name of checking my lungs.

I came to the door of the exam room and there was a lot of people in line, which gave me plenty of time to hesitate.

Through the glass window, I saw that the see-through doctor was very young, and his face was full of pride and prejudice.

Finally, I turned and left.

The streets were full of people, and I had mixed feelings.

Could it be that I really come from the depths of the universe?

Did I really replace the driver?

Am I really not me anymore?

When I got off work that day, the editor whispered to me, "There's an author surnamed Yu looking for you." ”

I asked, "Where is he?" ”

The editor said, "At the door." ”

I was suddenly filled with hatred for this man named Yu Lin. This man of unknown origin, this humble man, he seems to have been controlling me.

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became—my consciousness was the same as before, my memory was the same as before, could it be that my brain was still my own?

The editor looked at my face and asked, "Are you...... What happened? ”

I said, "It's okay, I'm fine." You let him in. ”

She walked out uneasy.

I stood in front of the plastic surgery mirror and looked at myself. I'm still the same as ever, well-dressed and dignified, and no one's eyes can see my internal organs.

I turned around and sat in my seat, equal to Lin coming in.

He soon came in, still with a humble smile on his face. He sat down across from me and pulled out the thick stack of handwriting.

He asked me, "Did you go to the hospital?" ”

I stared at him and said, "If I were an outsider, wouldn't you be afraid?" ”

"I've seen flying saucers seven times and none of them hurt me," he said. ”

I said, "But they hurt me." ”

"You've confused your identity again, and now you're them," he said. ”

I said, "Whoever I am, I don't want you to talk about it to anyone." ”

"I won't say that," he said. ”

I said, "Do you dare to swear?" ”

"I just," he said...... There is one condition. ”

I said, "What conditions?" ”

He said, "You publish this manuscript and tell everyone that the outsiders have arrived." ”

Yu Lin, who was full of beard, did not break his promise.

He wrote about me in his book, but didn't mention my real name.

In the book, he recounts in detail how he witnessed UFOs many times. After reading his book, I'm sure he's not grandstanding.

I decided to go to Ruoqiang again before serializing this book to visit the roots of this Yu Lin.

My wife and I were not divorced at the time, and on the night before leaving, my wife pillowed my arm and put her head in my arms, and suddenly said, "You won't change your mind, will you?" ”

My heart "popped" - do I have a heart?

Mrs.: "What do you say?" ”

I smiled: "How could I change my mind?" ”

The wife said, "Lately I have always felt that you have a lot on your mind. ”

I said, "It's a matter of work, it's over." ”

My wife leaned on my chest and listened to my heartbeat quietly: "I especially like your heartbeat, so fast, so powerful. ”

I reached out and touched it, and my heart was working with full energy.

After arriving in Ruoqiang, it didn't take much trouble for me to get information about Yu Lin, who was an ordinary worker in a construction company and loved to write. At one point, he fell off the scaffolding and fell into a vegetative state, where he has been in the hospital for three years......

Fooled!

I returned to Xi'an overnight.

Along the way, I kept thinking about what to do next.

One is to report the case to the police, and the other is to write an article to disclose this earth-shattering news.

However, I hesitated again: would anyone believe me?

Of course not, everyone would think I was mentally ill.

On this day, as soon as I walked into the door of the editorial office, the editor came to me and said, "Yesterday, the guy surnamed Yu came to you again......

I asked, "What about others?" ”

The editor said, "Gone." He said he went back and never came again. ”

If the flying object in the sky is called a UFO, then this Yu Lin should be called an unknown person. When he "went back", he must not have returned to Ruoqiang, but to a planet near a star in the vast universe......

The editor said, "He left you something. As he spoke, he handed me a snakeskin bag.

I felt fear again.

I took the heavy bag and returned to my desk, not in a hurry to open it.

I worked absent-mindedly until everyone was off work and I opened it – inside was a large gold-plated aluminum plaque.

I looked at it over and over again, but I couldn't tell what it was for.

Next, I checked a lot of information, and finally determined: this gold-plated aluminum plate is the "letter" sent by human beings to the depths of the universe!

In 1972, NASA, on behalf of humanity as a whole, wrote a letter trying to get in touch with the aliens, with men and women on it, telling each other what we looked like; Draw the sun and nine planets and tell each other where the earth is...... They loaded the letter on the Pioneer 11 probe, launched it, and it flew out of the solar system and into the depths of the universe......

This "letter" has to fly tens of thousands or even millions of light years, how did "Yu Lin" receive it?