I wondered if this "Luohai" would be a place name, so I opened my phone and searched for it, making sure that it was not a place name. Luo Hai...... Luo Hai ...... "I repeated the name over and over again, and I don't remember knowing the person with this name in my mind.

When I got home, I sat on the couch and flipped through the letters in my hand. I still don't have a clue in my head, so I simply don't think about it, so I'd better open it up and see it first.

When I tore open the letter, I took out not the letter paper, but the same vellum envelope as the one on the outside, folded in half. I'm a little curious, it's just a letter, and it's the same as a matryoshka doll, layer after layer.

I opened the envelope folded in half and found that there were only four words written on it: "Send it to Qin Fen". These four words, the font is beautiful, as if they were written by a woman, and the handwriting on the envelope outside is completely different. I can't help but wonder what the situation is, and if I don't understand it, I just don't want to think about it first. So I started again and opened the letter inside.

I pulled it out and looked at it, but luckily it was no longer an envelope. A folded piece of paper, somewhat yellowed and looking a little old, not letter, as if torn from a notebook, one side of the paper looks uneven. I held it in my hand and gently unfolded it to look at it, the handwriting inside felt a little familiar to me, but what made me care more about the content.

"Leaves:

It's been three days since the agreed time, and you haven't come back yet, I'm in a hurry. The fat man is in the military hospital, his injuries are no longer serious, and Kikige is taking care of him in the hospital. I'm going to look for you in Stone Town now, and if you come back early, wait for me at Kikige's house, and I'll take care of myself.

Qin Fen"

I stared blankly at the letter in my hand, staring at the last two words for a long time, this is actually written by me, no wonder I feel that this handwriting is very familiar. But the content inside is very unfamiliar to me, who is Yezi? Who is Kikige? Why do fat people get hurt? And where is Stone Town? I don't know exactly what this is all about, and I don't remember who I wrote it to.

What's going on? Practical joke? Who did it? I searched my mind repeatedly, hoping that I could think of a little clue, but I found nothing, and my mind went blank.

I looked at the letter and envelope in my hand, and there was no other information from the pages. Finally, I found out that the postmark date was the most recent, and the address on the postmark was "Alxa Right Banner". It was an unfamiliar name to me, and I don't remember anything I had anything to do with it. I opened the map on my phone, typed "Alxa Right Banner" on it, and found that this is a small city on the edge of the desert in the western part of Inner Mongolia.

I put down my phone, rubbed my swollen temples, and began to gather my thoughts. If this letter is not a prank, then someone should have asked a person named "Luo Hai" to send me a message written by "I" to others from Alxa Right Banner. I don't understand what the point of sending this letter is, and I can't figure out what the real sender is. If you really want to find me something, wouldn't it be better to write a letter yourself to tell me about the situation?

I sat down on the couch with a bit of a breakdown, what had happened in the past two days was bizarre enough for me, and today's letter made me feel even more confused.

"Ding...... Ding Ding Ding ......" The phone rang, interrupting my train of thought. I picked up my phone and saw that it was a fat man, and I immediately felt inexplicably at ease. I just remembered that when we were separated just now, the fat man said that he wanted to inquire about the old man, but I didn't expect the fat man to be so efficient.

"Hey." I picked up the phone and asked, "Fatty, is there news so soon?" ”

"What?" The fat man asked on the phone.

"Didn't you call to talk about the old man?"

"Oh, you said that, I inquired about that, I have something else to do with you."

"Something else......" I asked with some confusion when I heard the fat man say this, "what else?" ”

"Uh......" The fat man groaned for a while and said, "Waste, I can't say a word or two on the phone, let's meet and talk, are you at home?" ”

"Yes." I couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the fat man's gourd, but when I heard him say it so carefully, I asked curiously, "What's the matter?" We have to meet and talk. ”

"Wait for me at home, and you'll know when we meet."

"That ......"

After the fat man finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for me to ask. He was always yelling like this, and I put down my phone a little helplessly.

My gaze returned to the coffee table, where the letter I had just put down was still there. I shook my head, thinking that I couldn't let the fat man see it and worry about it, so I put it away and put it in a drawer.

What happened in the past few days made me feel restless, and I tried to calm myself down, so I started to make tea quietly by myself. I poured a large cup of tea first, put it aside and cooled it until the fat man came to drink, and then poured myself a small cup and tasted it slowly.

The fat man's wind and fire really didn't cover it, and it didn't take long for him to come. After entering the door and taking a seat, I pushed the large teacup with my hand, and the tea was no longer hot. The fat man took the teacup and drank it all, put down the teacup and took out something from his coat pocket and threw it on the coffee table. He said, "Waste, look at this." ”

I looked at what he had just pulled out on the coffee table and was shocked again. Because what he had just brought out was a letter, the exact same vellum envelope I had received. I couldn't help but blurt out: "This ......"

The fat man didn't know what I was surprised about, so he leaned back on the sofa and said, "Letter, you haven't received a letter for a long time, have you?" I was just as surprised as you when I first got it. ”

He let out a long breath, then continued, "Look, shit, I don't know. ”

I knew he was talking about letters, so I picked it up from the coffee table and it felt heavy, but I was more concerned about whether it was the same as the letter I received.

On the envelope, the neat and not beautiful handwriting came into view again, especially the two words on the sender in the lower right corner of the envelope, which stimulated my nerves even more. I couldn't help but read it out: "Luo Hai." ”

The fat man on the side looked at me a little excited, and asked me, "Waste, do you know this person?" ”

"I don't know." I shook my head and looked at the postmark where the stamp was postmarked, and the address and date on it were exactly the same as the one sent to me. One side of the envelope had already been opened, and it was clear that the fat man had read the contents. Suddenly, as if asking for something, I couldn't wait to pull out the contents of the envelope.

Sure enough, it was still the same brown paper envelope, and the envelope was also four words, the same beautiful juanxiu, obviously from the same person as my one. The difference is that these four words are written: "Send to Wang Bo".

I gently put the letter back on the coffee table, and the whole person sat down on the sofa again, and my brain began to think about the sender's intention again. The fat man didn't say much when he saw me like this, but picked up the letter I had just put back on the coffee table, took out the innermost thing, handed it to me, and said, "Look at it." ”

"Oh?" After I took it with some confusion, I realized that the envelope I sent to the fat man contained not stationery, but a stack of photos. The top one looked like an abstract black-and-white painting, and I couldn't understand what was in the picture, so I asked the fat man, "What is this?" ”

"I don't know." The fat man took a sip of water and said, "I didn't understand it, so I thought I'd bring it to you, but what made me feel confused was still to come." ”

I stopped talking, quietly looking at the picture in my hand from all angles, still without a clue. I simply put the first one on the coffee table, and then looked at the next one, only to find that it was similar to the previous photo, it was still a black and white abstract painting, and the comparison between the two photos was very different.

The third, fourth...... I looked at it and put it on the coffee table, and it was still this abstract until the twentieth sheet, and it seemed that each one was different.

I only have two photographs left, and the one above is finally no longer a black and white abstract painting. Above it was an irregular oval-shaped object with some black and white mottled textures, which I did recognize, a turtle shell. I looked at it carefully for a while, and I didn't see anything famous, but I found that there were two thin lines forming right angles in the lower left corner, and the lines were not long, and each end of the line was a circle, one large and one small. Out of curiosity, I carefully identified it, and when I saw it clearly, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wouldn't it?" ”

The fat man was still drinking water on the side, and when he heard me say this, he hurriedly asked: "Waste, isn't it just a turtle shell, what's the fuss, what do you see?" ”

"This ...... This is a tape measure...... "My unconscious voice is a little out of tune."

"Tape measure? Tape measure? The fat man asked me incredulously, and he saw me nodding his head, and then put his eyes in front of the picture to examine it carefully. After looking at it for a while, the fat man pointed to the photo and said to me, "This is a tape measure?" Waste, don't be funny, I can see the tape measure used to measure the ground, and the small plate is bigger than my palm, how can there be such a small one. ”

I calmed down a little and said, "You take a closer look." ”

The fat man saw that I was serious, lowered his head and looked at it for a long time, and finally shook his head and said: "It looks like it, and if this is really a leather tape measure, how big should the turtle shell be next to it." ”

I took the fat man's words and said, "If these two tape measures are really references, then this turtle shell is no less than ten meters long and five meters wide." ”

The fat man blinked and thought for a long time, then gently pushed me with his hand and said, "Don't be funny, that thing more than ten meters big is called a whale, how can there be such a big turtle." ”

I thought it was incredible, but I remember reading a book on paleontology before, and there were a lot of prehistoric monsters in it, so I said, "Maybe this is a fossilized shell of a prehistoric giant turtle......

The fat man interrupted me a little impatiently, and said, "I said waste, what fossils and not fossils have to do with us, you better take a look at the last photo first." ”

I thought to myself why this fat man was so impatient today, so I didn't say anything, and put the photo of the turtle shell in my hand on the coffee table. I grinned at the fat man before moving my gaze to the last photo in my hand. When I looked at the picture in my hand, the smile that hung on my lips froze.