Jessica and I have left this reading area for the time being, in fact we have been here for quite some time, and overall we have achieved a lot of gains, at least knowing that there are some similar people at the scene of many major historical events, and they are probably the same people, traveling back and forth to these places through time and space.

Jessica and I took out some of the files, and then prepared to take them to the table to read slowly, before only a preliminary understanding of the general situation of the files, and then we are still ready to conduct more in-depth research and analysis of the specific content of the files, although a large part of the content of these files is quite difficult to read, but I believe that under the reading and analysis of Jessica and I, I believe that we can still find a lot of new clues.

I have to say that our luck is really good, and on the third historical archive that we carefully read, we found a rather strange story.

First of all, it's a rather strange thing to have such a story in this kind of inductive narrative archive, but now that it has appeared, Jessica and I are going to look at it as a very important breakthrough, and hopefully it will help us open a whole new door.

At first, we didn't think there was anything special about this story, but the more we looked at it, the more we felt that something was not quite right, and we slowly understood why this story was attached to these historical archives.

1860 was a special time, a year later the American Civil War began, and a new era was about to begin, but in 1860, Boston, before the storm, did not seem so calm.

A black-and-white photograph of the city taken from a hot air balloon was pasted aside, it looked very old, and it felt like it was taken over Boston in 1860, it was a special period photo, but from this now very blurry photo, Jessica and I both noticed that something was not quite right.

In the 19th century, Europe was an era of rapid technological development, so governments were full of curiosity and desire for unknown fields in the face of expanding scientific frontiers, and any group or individual that could help them acquire potential knowledge and technology became the object of their efforts.

There is a rather strange shaded area in the bottom right corner of the photo, which Jessica and I didn't notice at first glance, but this photo really caught Jessica's and me's attention, so we took a closer look at the surrounding area of this photo, hoping to find something different.

This shadow area is very blurry, limited by the pixels of the photograph of that era, and the erosion of time, it is not easy for this photo to give us the clarity we have now, but although it seems difficult to distinguish the shadows in this photo directly with the naked eye, Jessica and I still spent enough time on it.

It wasn't until Jessica took out a small blue bottle from the small backpack she was carrying, which I was very surprised to find, because I had taken out the atlas from Jessica's backpack when I was on the plane, and I didn't seem to find the little blue bottle in the backpack.

Jessica's face has changed slightly, her change is quite secretive, if you are not particularly familiar with her, you will not notice the subtle emotional fluctuations on her face at all, and after this period of time together, I have been able to keenly perceive many special and subtle emotional changes on Jessica's face, and I have gradually found that Jessica actually likes to hide her true thoughts and emotions intentionally or unintentionally.

However, I didn't think more deeply about it at this time, I just think that Jessica, as a girl, seems to be a fairly normal thing to hide her emotions and true thoughts.

Jessica gently opened the cap of the small blue bottle, and I smelled a faint fragrance, like a faint fragrance wafting by in the fields of spring.

I didn't ask Jessica what the liquid in the light blue bottle was, but she gently uncorked the bottle with her hand, and slowly poured the light blue liquid from the bottle onto the photo.

When the pale blue liquid came into contact with this ancient photograph, it immediately produced a kind of white smoke, which, although it looked a little thick, did not have any special smell, and what happened next surprised me.

I saw that as the white smoke slowly dissipated, the old photo that was originally yellowed and not high resolution has undergone a huge change, at this time its resolution is like being modified by software on the computer, and it has become much clearer all of a sudden, although it is still a black and white photo, but the contrast, sharpness, resolution, and detail clarity of the photo are completely different, and the most important point is that we can see clearly what the original blurry shadow in the lower right corner of the photo is.

The shadow turned out to be a figure, and none other than Sir Faustin's.

Jessica and I have seen Sir Faustin in several places, such as when we first entered Sir Faustin's manor, and in a study on the second floor of what we thought was a haunted house, we saw a photograph of Sir Faustin and his descendants.

In addition, Jessica and I were in the Philadelphia Free Library, and there were also pictures of Sir Faustin in the archives of the desert experiments, so even if we only saw a figure at this time, we could be at least seventy or eighty percent sure that the owner of this figure was Sir Faustin.

However, his position is rather strange, as the photograph is supposed to be taken by the photographer standing on a hot air balloon and taking the city of Boston below, but judging by the size of Sir Faustin's photograph, he must be floating in mid-air at this time, which is obviously a bit unusual.

Not to mention that he wasn't wearing a parachute or anything like that, and even his posture of floating in the air seemed a little wrong, Jessica and I both looked at each other after seeing this scene, and then we both saw some other emotions in each other's eyes.

"Jessica, this Sir Faustin is really omnipotent, it seems that not only can he travel through time and space, but he can even directly float in the air at a height of thousands of meters, I think if we continue to track it down like this, in the end, I am afraid that we will find that this guy may be a superman from the Krypton planet."

"We don't care who he is or what he is, but he has some special connection to this story."

Let's move on to the story:

The photographer who took this photo is named James Wallace Black, two years ago the French photographer Nadal completed the first panoramic shot of the ground from the air, he also found a blurred shadow in the lower right corner of the photo for the first time after taking this photo, but he did not pay special attention to this black shadow at that time, let alone think that the owner of this black shadow turned out to be a living person.

He named the bird's-eye view of the city over Boston "Boston from the Eagle's and the Wild Geese", which he considered his masterpiece and subsequently invited many friends from the industry to his home to admire his work, and some of his friends saw that something was wrong with the blurred shadow in the lower right corner of the photo.

So his friend found Blake privately after the appreciation meeting, and expressed his thoughts and doubts about the shadow.

Blake actually has some opinions about this vague shadow, which he believes is a special weather phenomenon, such as a very dark ball lightning.

His friends, however, dismissed him for this, believing that there could be no ball lightning of such a deep color. At that time, people's understanding of ball lightning was still quite insufficient, and they did not know what kind of natural phenomenon ball lightning was, but they liked to think about some natural phenomena that were difficult to explain in the direction of ball lightning, and applied everything that could be applied to it.

This is the same in any era, people have always been accustomed to explain some difficult phenomena with theories that they are not very familiar with, so that they can logically transform one concept into another.

However, this friend of his was a man of understanding, and he could see that this black shadow could not be a ball of lightning at all, but should be the body of a huge creature, such as a huge eagle, but even a huge eagle should not have such a vague shadow.

Although Blake was already a skilled photographer at the time, he was not too aware of some of the situations that might affect the post-production effect of the photograph during the shooting process, and of course he could not be blamed for this, after all, the photography project had only just appeared in this era, and everything was still in the initial stage of exploration.

Blake's friend persuaded Blake to hand over the photo to a more authoritative organization and individual for testing, hoping to help him find out what kind of black shadow was in the photo.

Blake's photograph is then sent to a mysterious phenomenon research facility, where he experiences a series of incredible adventures that may sound like a plot in the middle of the story, but given what the institution is doing, it makes sense that it happened.

It has to be said that Blake is a man who is bold and careful by nature, and is actually a good hand at logical thinking, but when he was brought into this mysterious phenomenon research institute by this friend, he found that his rigorous logical thinking seemed to be being challenged like never before.

But what challenged his logical thinking was nothing else, first of all, the photo in his hand, because in fact, the black shadow in the photo he took did not appear alone, and this mysterious institution had already collected many photos of this black shadow.

In fact, although the camera technology has not been around for a long time, this eerie phantom seems to have been with you since the beginning of the film, and you don't know when this phantom will appear in the photos you take.

But this was obviously difficult for Blake to accept, after all, he had never been a religious believer, but rather a staunch materialist, and it was already very difficult for him to convince himself to follow his friends to this so-called mysterious phenomenon research institute.

And now to convince him that the photographs he took were just part of a series of strange paranormal phenomena?

Blake kept shaking his head, even the skin on his face was shaking evenly, it was a complex mixture of anxiety, surprise, fear, and doubt, and for a moment he seemed ready to take the door, but in the end he stayed.

When he saw the pictures with his own eyes, he could no longer ignore the tangible evidence, after all, he was a materialist, so as long as there is irrefutable evidence, then even if you tell him that there is a God in the world, he can believe it, as long as you can really find enough evidence to prove the existence of God.

Blake got to know some people in the mysterious phenomenon research institute, and they took him into a field that he had never experienced before, in fact, the study of these so-called mysterious events was not carried out from the perspective of legends or religion, but from the perspective of science to find possible answers to these mysterious phenomena and mysterious events that could not be solved for the time being.

It's quite a large organization, far bigger than anyone might think, and the most important thing is that it's an international organization, with secret research bases in many countries, and most of their activities are funded by a mysterious person who doesn't want to reveal his true identity.

It is reported that this mysterious patron has only one request for the mysterious phenomenon research institute, that is, to regularly hand over the mysterious situations they have discovered and specific research reports to him, of course, this seems to be a fairly reasonable request, it seems that this mysterious patron is also a lover of mysterious phenomena.

This large international organization does not have a nominal supreme leader, and the mysterious phenomena research institutes in different countries have a supreme review team composed of three to five people of similar rank, who are responsible for compiling all the mysterious phenomena collected and making an ad hoc judgment on these mysterious phenomena based on further research within the organization.

There are some mysterious phenomena that can be easily explained by the science of the time, but some mysterious phenomena have obviously completed beyond the level of human technology and cognition at that time.

In order to further communicate, every three months, the occult research institutes of all countries in the world will send a member of the highest review team to the location of the occult research institute in one of the countries for a review meeting ranging from one week to half a month.

At this meeting, they will have some exchanges on the mysterious phenomena that they have not been able to solve, and learn from each other's knowledge and experience, which is also a process of collective wisdom collision, and indeed helps them find answers to some mysterious phenomena.

Later, as the influence of this mysterious research institution continued to expand, the governments of many countries also successively subsidized and rewarded this organization, the purpose of which was mainly to use this institution to conduct some research on edge technology.

Blake gradually developed a sense of identification with this mysterious research institution, and even wanted to join it, and it happened that his friend introduced him to a member of the Supreme Accreditation Panel, and he also invited Blake to participate in a mysterious event that had just happened, and Blake immediately agreed.

For him, this is definitely not just an opportunity to satisfy his intense curiosity, but more importantly, it is an opportunity, an opportunity to expand the scope of his life.

Of course, things are definitely not as simple as he thought at the beginning, the reason why these mysterious phenomena are mysterious is not only because people rarely have the opportunity to encounter them, but more importantly, these mysterious phenomena have some situations beyond the scope of normal science, which also leads to the complexity of some mysterious phenomena that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Several members of the mysterious research institute took Black to the large sewers under Boston, where they were attacked by some huge mutant bugs, which were supposed to be some kind of beetles, but for some reason, they mutated, and their size changed from about two inches to more than a foot, and their huge size made them much more aggressive.

Although the number of beetles after this mutation is not much, but because the carapace is hard, the teeth are sharp, and there is a certain amount of toxin after the mutation, it has a strong lethality to the exposed skin of humans, once bitten by this insect, the wound will be quickly red and swollen, and it is extremely difficult to heal, the venom of this beetle has the effect of inhibiting wound healing, and it is easy to lead to subsequent wound infection.

The members of the Mysterious Research Institute and Blake entered the area in full arms, where they found several corpses of Parisian paupers, all of whom had a characteristic, that is, the color of the skin of the whole body turned from red to purple, and a layer of flesh was formed on the skin, which was extremely miserable.

Researchers took samples of their skin and found that there were large amounts of active toxins left in the bodies of the deceased, all of which were supposed to have appeared after the deceased's death, and that these toxins had become more active over time.

After a lot of twists and turns, they discovered that the mutated beetle injected the toxin into the victim's body, and the female beetle also injected eggs into the victim's body.

When the toxin content in the victim's body reaches a certain level, the eggs of the beetle will hatch on their own, and the beetle larvae will also use the victim's corpse as a source of nourishment, until they grow to a certain size.

This beetle is undoubtedly quite terrifying, but the question arises, how this beetle appeared, and the factors that originally produced this beetle are not particularly clear at present.

Members of the Mystical Research Institute spent nearly a week exploring the vast underground sewers of Boston, during which time Blake experienced the longest and most terrifying week of his life.

In fact, the beetles that inject toxins into the human body and lay eggs are just an appetizer, and the real meal is still waiting for them, and as they walk along the sewers that have been around for an unknown number of years, they also find more and more mutated creatures being bred in this dark and cold underground world.

Most of these mutated creatures have become more aggressive and lethal, and in the process, at least three members of the mysterious research institute have been killed, and more than five have been permanently scarred after being attacked.

But what happened during the week took a huge toll on his spirit, and he suffered a nervous breakdown for a long time afterward, and even after a lot of psychological counseling from a psychiatrist, he still had difficulty coping with what happened during the week.

What happened during the week, and what horrible creatures they encountered in the Boston Sewers World, all became a huge mystery, and the mysterious research institute did not reveal the slightest bit of information, and Blake also spontaneously suffered from the so-called selective amnesia for mental reasons, forgetting everything that happened that week.

But even though he had forgotten the terrible events of that week, his mental state had not fully recovered, and it was hard to imagine what it had taken to take such a toll on his brain and spirit.

And their experience of the underground world of Paris was actually revealed many years later.

Years later, an old man told the story of his life before he was temporary, and among his belongings found a lot of information related to the mysterious research institute, as well as the bird's-eye view of Boston that Blake had taken.

After a series of indescribable events, the mysterious research institute no longer exists, and the vast amount of information about the mysterious events they left behind has also disappeared, leaving only a small part of the information finally discovered by the government.

What is certain is that a week after the mysterious research institute entered the Boston sewers, they did not know how to completely eliminate the mutated creatures in it, and many years later someone organized another expedition to the Boston sewers to find out the truth about what happened to the members of the mysterious research institute and Blake.

However, they found nothing, as if all traces had been removed, or that nothing had ever happened, whether it was Blake's later mental disorder, or the old man who claimed to be a member of the mysterious agency before he died, and the information he left behind, all of which were fake.

But what's the truth?

Jessica and I were surprised to find that there seemed to be some other information attached to this terrible story.

Blake's bird's-eye view of Boston is posted at the top of the comparison, while the materials from the mysterious research institutes are left at the back of the comparison.

Jessica and I looked at each other, and I took a deep breath, like a natural physical reaction after watching a rather thrilling suspense story.

"Jessica, do you believe in these things?"

"I don't know, but you see that there is so much evidence in this file, it seems that we can't believe it."

"I wonder who the patron behind that mysterious research institute could be, and what is his true purpose? And why would the people of this mysterious research institute want to invite a cameraman who doesn't know anything to go on such a dangerous expedition, my gut tells me that there must be something else hidden in this matter. ”

"There must be some kind of quality in Blake's body, which he doesn't know and can't discover, and those people in the mysterious research institute know very well, and you see so many very powerful people in the mysterious research institute who are either dead or injured after going down to the Boston sewers, and only the helpless Blake is almost unscathed, but at the same time his spirit has been damaged by some kind of very great damage, there is no doubt that this Blake is the key to the whole thing."

"At the beginning of the story, Blake took a bird's-eye view of the city of Boston in a hot air balloon, but a shadow appeared in the lower right corner of the photo, and he invited many friends to his house to enjoy his photo, but no one seemed to realize that there was something wrong with the shadow in the lower right corner of the photo, but a friend of his noticed it, and in order to help him solve the problem, he was introduced to one of the most powerful people in the mysterious research institute, so it seems that this friend of his is also very problematic."

"You mean, this whole thing is very likely to have been set up by someone to bring Blake in from the beginning, including the shadows in that photo that someone deliberately wanted him to shoot, but at that time there was no post-processing technology for the photo, so the shadows in this photo were also done by this person."

"That's right, Jessica, you washed out the shadow for what it really looked like with that light blue liquid, and if this man was really part of the plan, and if he was really Sir Faustin, then things seem to be connected."

"In other words, Sir Faustin is either the mysterious sponsor behind the mysterious research institute, or he has other close ties to the mysterious research institute, and if this is really the case, then it seems to be really plausible."

"At least in our speculation, Sir Faustin is once again the key figure in connecting these events, and let's look at the information about the mysterious research institute that the old man left behind before his death."

We flipped a few more pages back to the file, and found that there was nothing in the back of the file where the information should have been attached, but we found that the information should have been ripped directly from the file, and it seems that some people don't want others to discover the information of these mysterious research institutions.

"Jessica, there are still people who are so quick with us, I find that the more we find now, the harder it is to see Sir Faustin the person, God knows how much information about him can be found in so many historical archives, but these fragments of information will not help us find him at all! Maybe we're looking in the wrong direction! ”

I lowered my head a little uncomfortably, and a huge feeling of powerlessness completely enveloped me, which was completely different from the feeling of powerlessness that occurs when I was on the basketball court against an opponent who was much stronger than me.

On the field of play you can at least know exactly who your opponent is, you can clearly know how he will beat you, but now everything we are facing is like an invisible mysterious force, we have no idea who our opponent is, where it is, and how we can do it to defeat him.

It seemed that seeing that I was very uncomfortable, Jessica came over and patted me on the back, wanting to comfort me, I hugged Jessica into my arms, and the warmth of her body also made my heart warm again, and I was secretly determined to find out the truth of everything.

Then I closed the file in my hand again, then closed my eyes, and tried to make my heart more calm, sometimes the more impatient we want to get the answer and truth of a thing, the more we will be farther and farther away from the truth and answer of the matter, sometimes stop to rest and think, not to give up moving forward, but to be able to go better and go further in the future to make necessary preparations.

"Jessica, I think we've reached a dead end now, do you think that all the information we are looking at is actually set up for us in the early morning, so whatever we see and find, they want us to see and discover."

"How is that possible, this Boston Public Library has fifteen million books, how can they know which book we are going to see, this is simply impossible."

"Is it really impossible?"

I muttered and muttered quietly, the word impossible kept jumping in my mind, and I always felt that the meaning of these three words had changed at some point, and what was impossible for us was really impossible for them.

Despite thinking so, I didn't refute Jessica's statement, because her statement is also very reasonable, I can't explain everything with some unlikely and unthinkable situations, and forcing explanations will lead us into another kind of misunderstanding, and now it seems that the top priority is to regain the clarity of the brain, and then either continue to look for information, or to summarize and think about the existing information, and maybe rediscover some things that were not found before.

"Jessica, it's almost 12 o'clock, or we will see this here today, I suddenly feel a little tired, let's find a fun place to play this afternoon, now I really understand a truth, that is, sometimes using your brain is really more tiring than going to exercise."

"The brain consumes a lot of energy when the human body thinks, and sometimes it is indeed more tiring than when exercising, so no matter what, you need to combine work and rest, I agree with your idea, let's find a place to have a good time in Boston this afternoon, don't think about anything, and live a world that only belongs to us together."

"Jessica, you are so nice, it snowed in Boston last night, let's find out if there is a park where we can have a snowball fight this afternoon, or we can build a big snowman together."

Jessica nodded heavily.

We put the files back where they were supposed to be, and to be honest, I suddenly have an idea now, that is, instead of wasting my time and life on these meaningless things, it is better to cherish the time I can spend with Jessica and enjoy this wonderful life.

Jessica and I walked out of the Boston Public Library holding hands, and even though we were only here for a few hours in the morning, we both experienced first-hand what a real ocean of knowledge is, and maybe we will come back to Boston in the future, and we will come back to this library to find materials, or we just want to come here and enjoy the silence.

At noon we found a restaurant that specializes in Chinese food, the owner of this restaurant is a mixed-race Chinese, his mother is from China, and his father is 50% European and 50% American.

She has both the elegance of an Oriental and the confidence of a Westerner, and because of my previous life, I chatted quite well with this female boss, so much so that Jessica around me was a little unhappy.

Seeing Jessica's dissatisfied look, I quickly ended the conversation with the female boss, and began to try my best to make Jessica happy, but I didn't expect Jessica, who has always been more intellectual, to be really jealous and a good hand, which made me a little overwhelmed.

In the end, Jessica and I took the initiative to admit our mistake, made several more promises, and promised to buy her a designer bag, which made her smile.

I know that girls still have to be coaxed after all, and Jessica's personality is probably the kind that either doesn't get jealous, or if she wants to be jealous, she will be very powerful.

There are a lot of dishes in this Chinese restaurant, I was a Chongqing person in my previous life, so I especially like to eat Sichuan cuisine and Jianghu cuisine, this Chinese restaurant also has a lot of Sichuan cuisine and Jianghu cuisine dishes, I am a little suspicious that the mother of the female owner of this restaurant is a Chongqing girl.

Of course, I didn't really prove it, and if I had too much fun talking to the female boss, Jessica would have to tear me apart.

I asked Jessica what kind of food she likes to eat, and it turned out that Jessica also likes spicy food so much, I thought she would prefer Cantonese food or Hunan food, but I really didn't expect it, Jessica's taste is quite similar to mine.

It seems that it's really not a family that doesn't enter the door, so I'm not welcome.

So I ordered seven or eight dishes in one go, and Jessica looked at me in surprise when she saw a large table of dishes, as if to tell me that she couldn't eat so much.

"It's okay, it's rare to experience Chinese food, and the dishes in this restaurant are quite authentic and authentic from the name, so why don't you take this opportunity to feast your mouth."

"It's good, it's just a bit too wasteful to eat it."

"It's okay, you don't need to save me money, and my appetite is not small, I really consumed a lot of money in the past two days, I can just make up for it, it shouldn't matter if I indulge a little."

A bright smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and when I saw the many dishes on the table that I liked so much in my previous life, I couldn't help but have a series of memories welling up in my heart, and even the corners of my eyes were already a little moist.

When I see these dishes, I think of my hometown in my previous life, what a beautiful city it was!

I held back my emotions and didn't let them out.

I used my chopsticks to put a lot of food in Jessica's bowl, but she had an incredulous look on her face.

"Have you ever used chopsticks before? How do you feel that chopsticks are so skillful in your hands? ”

"Well, when I was a child in Italy, my dad took me to eat authentic Chinese food a few times, and I learned to use chopsticks at that time, and my memories when I was a child were particularly profound, so after so many years, when I saw chopsticks, my childhood memories would come to mind, and to be honest, I don't know how I could be so proficient."

"That's right."

Jessica looked at me suspiciously, and my scalp was a little tingling.

"Eat it quickly, this is called spicy chicken, it goes well with rice, if it's cold, it won't taste good."