The hinterland of the mountain stream is not small, but the 5 and 60 people are already a little crowded.

"Don't worry, Ziwei, he's such a big person, can he still lose himself, eat it." Su Ting pulled Liu Ziwei to sit in a white tent and eat hot canned food with several doctors.

The conditions are limited, and the food is uniformly prepared by the R side.

But the problem was that half an hour after dinner, more than a dozen armed police officers from the Z side plus three veteran experts of the archaeological team suddenly experienced symptoms such as vomiting, diarrhea, and dizziness of varying degrees.

Food poisoning? But everyone eats the same thing, how can they be tricked? After injecting metoclopramide and other drugs, there was no improvement, and the symptoms became more and more serious, so I had no choice but to call a medical helicopter and send him to the hospital first.

After discussing it together, everyone found out that the poisoned people had entered the cave and touched the murals. But with the same protective measures, the people who go in on the R side will be fine.

This is a bit intriguing...... The rest of the people secretly kept an eye on themselves.

It was nearly midnight when the person who looked like he had food poisoning was sent away, and Wen Qi was still nowhere to be seen.

Liu Ziwei, who was really anxious, asked the captain of the Z Armed Police Team for help, and a wave of people found Ling Chen again, tired enough.

It is not easy to find a missing person in the barren mountains and mountains in the middle of the night, and finally discuss it until dawn.

……

The missing Onki is alone at the bottom of the cliff where he jumped off the cliff in the afternoon, using the ruins as the center point, using his pocket watch to sense distance measurement, trying to find other entrances below.

As a result, the entrance was not found, but a male corpse that had been dead for at least two months was found, the body was highly decomposed, headless, and its limbs were twisted and unshaped.

The reasons for the high altitude and low temperature are generally recognizable, and there should be no medium and large beasts nearby, otherwise the corpses would have been gone.

Wen Qi covered his mouth and nose with one hand, found a branch, and fiddled with the corpse's tattered clothes, only to find a student ID card in his jacket pocket.

Jin Sheng is a third-year student in the Department of Archaeological Research at Jinxiu University.

This is one of the two students brought by Liu Zhonghong, judging from the dried blood stains and neck wounds around him, he should have been cut off first, and then fell off the cliff, Wen Qi's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Whether it was the time of death or the state of death, it was completely inconsistent with what R said about the disappearance for a few days, and no other clues could be found, so Wen Qi took a few photos and buried them hastily on the spot.

I wandered until midnight, and in the bushes a few kilometers away, I found a green rucksack with a miniature DV that had long since run out of power.

Fortunately, it was surrounded by tough bushes, otherwise this DV would have to be broken.

It was nearly 3 a.m. when I climbed the cliff back to camp.

Except for a few high-powered searchlights that illuminate the surroundings, the entire campsite seems extremely quiet, and everyone should have fallen into a deep sleep.

As soon as Wen Qi quietly groped into the dark tent, he felt the sound of breaking wind beside him, instinctively lowered his body and raised his hand to block, his left arm was clasped by the other party, and the other party tried to grab him with his hands during the transfer of strength.

As a result, the strength was not as great as Wen Qi's, and he twisted his body into a backlock, his body was close to the other party at once, his waist was lifted, and with a bang, he threw the opponent's sturdy over-the-shoulder and climbed on the ground, his arm was locked behind Wen Qi's back, and he couldn't move, and his mouth was covered by Wen Qi, making a whining sound.

Who? With a sound of drinking, the lights turned on, and the other six vigilant armed policemen in the tent were already sleeping in their clothes, and when they heard the sound, they jumped up from the bed almost instantly, picked up the Type 95 rifle on the side of the pillow, pulled the bolt, and aimed at Wenqi.

Wen Qi took advantage of the light to see that it was Qin Fangchen on the ground, who was sitting with Yuan on the plane.

"Shh~~~ Everyone, don't make a sound, put the gun down first." Seeing that it was not an ambush, Wen Qi fearlessly put his gun on the muzzle and slowly let go and got up.

The armed policeman holding the gun was indifferent and his eyes were sharp.

"Put your guns down." Qin Fangyu, who got up and patted his buttocks, blushed, and opened his mouth to signal, and then they slowly put down their guns.

It seems that he should be the captain of this team, he is in charge of the vigil tonight, who knows that he will be put down by Wen Qi as soon as he looks at him, and he will lose such a big person in front of the team members, it is not good.

Qin Fangyu stared at the innocent Wen Qi, and said angrily: "Where did you kid run away, do you know how long we have been looking for you?" If you are so unorganized and undisciplined, you will get out of here and go back to China. ”

"Don't talk so loudly, I'll show you a few pictures before I explain to you." Wen Qi took out his mobile phone and showed Qin Fangyu a photo of the murdered student.

I saw that Qin Fangyu's face turned from red to blue, everyone was not a brainless person, and compared the memories before and after, this rescue operation became weird.

The R side must have something to hide, and even the disappearance of the archaeological team may have a human factor.

Wen Qi took out the DV again and charged it up, while Qin Fangyu called the captain of another tent through the special frequency walkie-talkie.

Everyone turned off the lights and gathered around, fast-forwarding to watch the content in the DV.

Jin Sheng is a fat guy with a pimple face, with a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking a little obscene, this miniature DV should be used by him to secretly shoot in his bag, and the major archaeology is not announced to the public, it is expressly forbidden to take private shots, in case the news is exposed to attract some illegal snoopers.

But the archaeological team is not a security inspector, relying on consciousness, and will not search the body, and will invite professionals to follow the photo.

Most of the first half of the DV is the girl who was secretly photographed by this guy, and their archaeological team was led by Liu Zhonghong There are 7 people, counting him and another ordinary-looking female student, the other 4 are middle-aged experts who belong to the National Institute of Archaeology.

At the beginning, everything seemed to be going smoothly in the ruins, and about 10 archaeological team members from the R side took them to the stele and said a lot, which should be an introduction.

In the video, Liu Zhonghong was wearing rubber gloves, touching the inscription on them, and he was sweating profusely. After more than half an hour, everyone withdrew from the ruins and returned to the mountain stream to sit around and discuss how to decipher the linear text.

They went in and out of the cave several times at different times for two weeks, but there was still no clue.

Until the female student suddenly thought that since this is an altar, why not try it without blood, and then the archaeological team of the R side came forward to buy a few large poks of fresh plasma from the hospital blood bank and animal slaughterhouse.

They first tried to collapse into the bronze disc, but the fart was useless, and just as they were about to leave, a discouraged R-side archaeological team member accidentally stabbed blood onto the stele, and a large amount of plasma splattered out of the plastic blood that broke through the corner, staining most of the stele red.

The mutation protruded, and the inscription had just been soaked in blood as if it had come to life, and began to twist and wriggle, and suck the blood. Everyone was amazed and frightened.

Unable to resist the curiosity of exploration, he spilled all the remaining blood on the inscription, and as the linear font was full, the stele began to rotate in place.

After opening the hole, several experts took the remote control drone detector for safety reasons, and before they flew in for about ten seconds, the equipment lost contact inexplicably, and several of them were used.

In the end, it was decided that two young members of the R side archaeological team would use the most primitive method, wearing anti-gas oxygen masks, tying ropes, and going down to find out.

The two of them went down for more than half an hour, and when they came up, they trembled with excitement and spoke intermittently.

The hole is L-shaped, and after going vertically, it goes straight for less than 100 meters, and there is a more open space at the bottom, which looks like a huge tarmac, and there is an alien aircraft stalled in the center, which is shaped like a locust, and the whole body is jet black.

However, the magnetic field below was so strong that the electronic instruments could not be brought in, including the video recording equipment fixed on their shoulders. Fortunately, the lighting is a glow stick, otherwise you can't see clearly.

When the Z archaeological team heard the words relayed by the translator, they were all excited and couldn't help themselves.