The crimson buoy was thrown into the fog and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And Liu Peijia rolled out on the ice for a long time, and then slowly climbed back, throwing in a low gravity environment is actually a very difficult action to do, the feet can not fix the body, then the waist and abdomen can not exert force, the crampons under the feet of Tiefutu can provide a point of focus, it is firmly nailed to the ground when Liu Peijia exerts force, and it is detached from the fixation after Liu Peijia lets go, so as to let him fall and unload.

"Are you alright?" Stern asked.

"I don't feel my hands." Liu Peijia sat up, wiped a handful of snow from his mask, and shook his right arm, "I used too much force." ”

The inner lining of the Iron Float is being reset, and it fully expands in engineering mode to protect the user's body from damage.

Shi Teng handed over the second communication buoy, and Liu Peijia recovered a little and threw the buoy due south.

Under the gravity conditions of Titan's 0.14G, these communication buoys can fly out twenty or thirty kilometers, and if you consider the influence of air and wind, they can even fly farther, and no one knows where they will fly, which is an uncontrollable means and a way to do it.

Zhuozhi said that it would be good if there was a landing mission suit, which carries a drone instead of a communication buoy, and the drone can fly to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters in the atmospheric environment of Titan.

Buoy No. 2 was gone, and although he couldn't see where it was, Steng could pick up its signal, and it was now a trumpet Liu Peijia, screaming hoarsely for help.

"No. 2 is leaving, No. 3 is ready!"

Buoy 3 and Buoy 4 are thrown in different directions.

Standing in front of Cassini Station, Steng looked up at the direction in which the buoy had disappeared, was silent for a while, and then exhaled: "Let's go, comrades, let's go back." ”

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At the same time, Zhao Mumu and Ge Zi were huddled in the P3 laboratory, their two heads together.

Mu Mu slowly slides the scroll wheel, and the documents on the screen scroll little by little.

"Wow, my eyes are spent, there are so many words." Ge Zi closed his eyes, held Mu Mu's shoulder, and shook his head, "I don't understand." ”

Mu Mu stared at the screen and groaned.

Twenty years ago, the station's personnel at Cassini Station made detailed research and records of the black balls, they were all archived and stored on the hard disk, this is a report of 2,400 pages, from beginning to end of 2.7 million words, the introduction Ge Zi and Zhao Mumu can still see a rough - it means that this black ball has many incredible characteristics, it is an inseparable perfect sphere, the surface is absolutely smooth, almost does not reflect any light, and does not respond to all external interference, Zhao Mumu sometimes suspects that he is not reading a rigorous research report, but an SCP Foundation file.

The introduction is followed by seventeen chapters, and the rest of the content Zhao Mumu and Ge Zi are not incomprehensible, they are not experts in the relevant field, they have no concept of the dense numbers in the records, and only find some of the exaggerated charts and graphs a little scary.

Mu Mu simply pulled the report to the end, and the recorder said at the end of the article in a rather excited tone and tone: There is clear evidence that the object of observation is not a man-made object.

"Mumu, what do you see?"

Ge Zi tilted his head and rested his helmet on her shoulder.

Mu Mu snorted, and then flattened his mouth, "I don't understand...... It's as much of a headache as the line substitute textbook in my undergraduate years, why should I read this kind of thing. ”

"I just understood it." Ge Zi stretched out his finger and pointed at the screen.

Mu Mu looked in the direction of her finger.

"In our study, the black ball exhibited surprising physical characteristics, and it is worth mentioning that the sudden death of Director Hu Donghai is thought to be related to the black ball."

Zhao Mumu raised his eyebrows.

"We know about it, but what's the relationship? Director Hu entered the laboratory alone to see the black ball, and the body was found the next morning, but we don't know what happened in between......"

"What about the surveillance footage?"

"There is no surveillance footage." Mu Mu replied, "I flipped back and watched it several times, but Director Hu called Dabai out, and then he didn't monitor it." ”

"How was the autopsy report written?"

"Sudden death." Mu Mu shrugged, "Judging from the death they described, it doesn't look like sudden death, but like someone stabbed a stick into his brain and stirred it up, and then messed up the nervous system, or there was a brain worm that sucked his brain clean like soy milk...... Actually, I was a little skeptical that his brain was cooked, but there was no autopsy back then, and if there was a detailed autopsy report, we would certainly not be so confused now. ”

Ge Zi was stunned for a moment, "Brain? ”

"Haven't you ever eaten roasted brain flowers? I'll take you to eat when I go back to Chengdu in the future. Mu Mu said, "The brain is actually an organ similar to that of bean flowers, with a lot of water, and it is quite delicious to add some chili spices after roasting, as long as there are suitable heating conditions......

"What kind of conditions?"

"Microwave?" Mu Mu thought for a moment, "If the power is strong enough, like a microwave oven, it can cook someone's brain." ”

"Isn't the rest of his body ripe too?" "The rest of the human body is also rich in water, and it is not protected by the skull like the brain. ”

"yes, so I'm just thinking, how do you cook your brain? Unless he put a microwave oven on his head, who would do such a stupid thing? Mu Mu smiled, turned his head, and gestured out a box with both hands to cover his head, Zhao Mumu was suddenly stunned.

She felt for her helmet.

"Mumu?"

Zhao Mumu touched her Tiefutu's helmet and slowly frowned, she raised her eyes to look at her mask.

"Helmet."

"Helmet?" Ge Zi asked.

"No one wears a microwave on their head, but what if you put on a helmet? That helmet could kill you, if I were to use a helmet to kill you, Xiao Zi, what kind of helmet would it be? Mu Mu's eyes burned, and he speculated along the train of thought, "This is a helmet with high-energy radio frequency emission capabilities, which can accurately destroy specific parts of the human brain with high-power microwaves or other things, so as to achieve the purpose of killing people, and kill people without a trace, without trauma and without blood...... What is it? Where is it? ”

Mu Mu's gaze swept over the P3 lab.

From the biosafety cabinet, to the bench, to the fume hood, to the electron microscope in the corner.

She's looking.

She's in a helmet.

A helmet that can kill people silently.

If it really exists, then Mumu knows that it must be here, because no one has taken it out.