It's been almost a month since I came back from Tibet, and it's been business as usual, because when I left, I thought it might only be a week or two, so I didn't take too long a vacation at all.

Fortunately, I made up a perfect story to deal with the past, so that I was not expelled. But it also deducted my bonus for two whole months, which is still very painful for a working-class person like me.

The matter of the elder brother has not been missing, and even Xue Ning and the fat man have not had any news, but when I think about it, I haven't left their contact information, so when I think about it, I feel that I am still in a hurry.

But it doesn't matter, I still remember the name of their institute, and when I go to the capital after a while, I should be able to find it, and it's not too late to find out about the specific situation when the time comes.

But just when I thought things had settled down and I was planning to continue my normal life, I was disrupted by a sudden letter.

This letter is strange, not because of its own reasons, but because I think that in this era that has been completely occupied by information, how can anyone still use this kind of stamped letter to convey information.

There were five stamps on the envelopes, and it seemed that the mailing distance was relatively long. The address on the envelope confirmed my suspicions.

The address is a long way away, and I'm very familiar with it. His grandmother sent it from Motuo. After a brief moment of surprise, I immediately saw something from the address.

The detailed address where I sent this letter is the hotel where I stayed with the expedition team when I was in Motuo, could it be that Xue Ning couldn't contact me, so he sent a letter, this is also possible, doesn't the fat man still know the address of my home.

But as soon as I opened the letter, I found that it was not sent by Xue Ning. The first point is that I couldn't find the sender's signature at all, only the name of the recipient.

The second is the content of the letter, which is very short, written on a piece of paper torn from a notebook, and the content of the letter is only a few dozen words, but I can see it in a fog.

The yellowed notebook paper reads:

Time: October 20, 2018

Location: Cangnan Sanpingba Wuyang Fishery Wharf - Wuyang Fishery No. 303 Fishing Vessel

Captain: Liu Laosi

Upon arrival, contact the captain of the fishing boat directly

What does this mean, I looked at it for a long time, it seems to be the address of a port, is this the port on the address for me? I looked at the time, there were five days left, and it seemed like that's what it meant.

There is basically no possibility that the letter is misplaced, the signature is my name, and the sending address cannot be so coincidental as Motuo, and it is also where I lived.

I didn't even figure out what the purpose of this letter was for a while, I stood there and wondered for a while, pinching the envelope in my hand, and I felt that the feeling of the envelope was a little abnormal.

Sure enough, there was something in the envelope. I poured it out right away. It was still a piece of paper, but as soon as I got it in my hand, I immediately realized that it was a photograph.

The photo was a standard size, exactly the same width as the envelope, so I didn't notice it when I took the stationery.

I held the photo in my hand, and looking at the scene recorded inside, I actually laughed out loud, this bastard is really not dead.

In the background is the great hall in the ancient city of Mount Motuo, and the palace is still in good condition. It seems that it was filmed before it was destroyed by us, and Lu Chuan, the bastard, was standing in front of the main hall, and he was the only one among them. There are several people in the corner of the picture, who should be members of the previous expedition team.

The picture was supposed to have been taken by someone in the team, what was this for, did he want me to go to the place on the address?

What should I do? Could it be that he prepared a seafood buffet there and waited for me to come over and eat?

The envelope was gone, so I put the photo and the paper back, and it wasn't until the next day that I made the decision to go to the place at this address.

Before I went again, I looked up the information of this letter on the website, and now that this kind of information is developed, I think it should be possible to find some postal information.

It's true that I've found some things.,It's just that I've traveled to multiple websites.,Only in a place where the third party is not too formal.,The information on the website is only the time it was sent and some places that pass by halfway.,But that's enough.。

The letter was sent at a special time, it was collected on the day I left Metuo, and almost as soon as I walked on my front foot, the sender sent the letter.

Letters were stagnant in Motuo for more than a week, and this is the case in small places, where letters are usually sent out only after a certain number of letters have accumulated. During this period, the letter traveled to many large and small cities, and it took nearly a month for the letter to reach my hand.

I have heard of Cangnan before, and I always thought it was the coast of Fujian, but I found it on the map to know that it was in Zhejiang, but it was still connected to Fujian.

On the company's side, I made up another reason to take a leave of absence for a while, I'm afraid this is also the last time, and I guess the manager will sweep me out of the house directly.

Cangnan is a county in Wenzhou, and it took several transfers to get to the county. I had already searched the map before I came, but I didn't want to go directly to find this captain named Liu Laosi.

I took a taxi to the Wuyang Fishery Wharf, which was actually a messy coast, and when I got out of the car, a sea breeze mixed with a fishy smell blew on my face.

This is the first time I've been to the beach, and the smell is really choking. From afar, I have been searching for the fishing boat No. 303 of Wuyang Fishery, and after searching for a long time, I have not found its shadow among the many fishing boats.

This wharf has a total of two floors, the top is a cement dam foundation up to more than ten meters high, there are stairs down on one side, and the lower level is a long road built up by steel frames, which is the platform where fishing boats dock ashore.

I stood on the top of the cement dam and after looking for a while, I found a man standing at the bottom of the steps of the dam foundation, looking at the fishing boats docked at sea.

At this time, a man who looked like a fisherman came from the opposite side, and he stopped him when he passed shoulders with that person.

"Dude, do you know where Wuyang Fishery No. 303 is?" The man asked, pulling the fisherman-like man.

The fisherman-like man responded immediately, but I didn't understand it at all. I know this, when the taxi came over, the driver first used this dialect to talk to me, and when I couldn't understand it, he said in non-standard Mandarin that this was the local barbarism.

Cangnan is named because it is located in the south of Yucang Mountain, with an administrative jurisdiction area of more than 1,200 square kilometers. The county is neither big nor small, but there are five dialects, among which Cangnan Tuyu is the barbarian language spoken by the driver at that time, and the others are Min language, Ou language, Jinxiang, and She people.

The driver said that Mandarin was not smooth, and I didn't remember exactly where these languages belonged. But at this time, what the fisherman said was the local dialect of Cangnan.

The man heard the fisherman's mouth full of not knowing what to say, and his face was dazed. The fishermen also seemed to see that the person in front of them was not a local. He changed his words and said in the same awkward Mandarin: "I mean, you go all the way along the platform, and 303 is at the innermost." ”

The man had not yet recovered from the strange language of the fisherman's mouth, and his face was still different, and the fisherman-like man thought that the man had not yet understood, so he repeated it.

At this time, the man thanked him repeatedly, and when the fisherman-like man left, I heard him say something again, I guess it must not be a good word, but roughly stunned or something.

At this time, I had already seen who the person standing at the bottom of the steps was, and at the same time, as soon as I contacted the reason why I was here, I scolded him on the dam foundation.

"You're a fucking fatty, son of a bitch."

The figure of the person below, coupled with the horizontal flesh on his face, is clearly the fat man I met when I was in Tibet. He's here too, and his grandmother was sent by this bastard?

I felt a little distressed about the fare of this trip, and I thought that I must ask him to reimburse me.

When the fat man heard me shouting, he turned around and looked at me for a long time before he made a sound: "Hey, I'll go, why are you here?" ”

I ran to the bottom of the dam in a few steps, and if it weren't for the steel platform being too narrow, I was afraid that the envelope would have fallen, or I would have thrown it directly in his face.

"Trick me into coming here, what do you want to do?" I took out the envelope. He called out to the fat man.

"What tricked you into coming here, what with what." The fat man looked puzzled, but immediately saw the envelope in my hand.

He lifted his head and spun around, and suddenly, as if he had figured something out, pulled out an envelope identical to mine from his coat pocket.

"You received this too?" The fat man asked.

I still felt that there was something wrong with him, so I said, "Isn't this what you sent?" ”

"you, I'm idle and what I'm sending this thing for."

The fat man didn't seem to be lying. I was about to ask him what was in the envelope when he took it out.

The content is the same as mine, a note with the time address and person, and a photo of my brother standing in front of the palace of the ancient city of Metuo.

"I also received it two days ago, and it seems that it has something to do with your brother, and you know what my purpose is, so why don't you come and take a look." The fat man handed me the envelope and said.

Why did he send me and the fat man such a strange letter at the same time, and what was the purpose of bringing us here? Since you are alive, why don't you come out by yourself?

I immediately remembered the phone that might have recorded some information, and I regretted it to death, why didn't I look at it in advance at the time. There must be something recorded in that phone, and even if it's not very important, I won't be like a headless fly at this time.