March 12, 2159 A.D. 10 a.m. The third floor of the headquarters of the CIA in country M.

In the spacious, imposing office of the director, a faint smell of cigars wafts through. CIAU Director Alan Dulles is gazing out the window at the Potomac River.

Taking a sip of red wine, he squinted at the final details of Operation Retrograde.

After a long time, he turned and walked towards the row of telephones. There were 13 telephones in total, and he grabbed the milky white phone in the middle, and the phone was immediately connected.

"Hey, Director Ellen? Now you can bring the 'Warrior' to me. ”

"Yes! Sir. ”

The door to an office opened, and two soldiers walked out. One of them was Commissioner Carolin Allen with the rank of general, and the other next to him was George Fang Xinglong with the rank of colonel.

Fang Xinglong is the warrior mentioned by the director, who is just over 30 years old and about 1.8 meters tall. He has a proud posture, a light and agile gait, an angular square face, his eyebrows and lips are stiff, and the whole person exudes a steel-cast iron as coldness and majesty.

There was a knock on the door of the director's office, "Come in." ”

The two pushed the door in, walked straight to the executive desk, and took their seats.

"Ah, sweet fat man, have you given a clear account of the mission to travel to Atlantis? ”

The fat director grinned, "Chief, I gave it to him as early as a week ago, and we have been studying Atlantis for the past few days, as well as the plan of action, including steps, methods, and plans to deal with various unexpected situations." ”

"Very well," the director nodded with satisfaction, "the timing is delicate, everything is ready, it's time for our agent to play the trump card." ”

Fang Xinglong smiled humbly, in addition to confidence, there was also a little nervousness, doubt and uneasiness in his eyes.

"It's not good, it's not good, guys," the director said, stretching his hands and shrugging his shoulders, "humanity is facing the greatest crisis of fate in history, or rather, a catastrophe that is about to fall head-on like a thunderbolt in the clear sky!" ”

Director Dulles shook his hand in disgust, "It's all thanks to those two fighter pilots who got their brains in the water, and they messed things up and actually shot down a giant spaceship from Lyra with **." Are they easy to mess with? The technology of the Lyras is two orders of magnitude higher than that of our Earth.

"A USB flash drive was found inside the spaceship, which recorded a lot of top-secret information about alien civilizations, UFO technology, gravitational waves, deathlight weapons, and melody engines. At the same time, there were 13 bodies of astronauts in the spacecraft. After the incident, the Lyra people approached the relevant departments of NASA and the military through their agents on Earth, and negotiated many times, hoping to return the wreckage of the spacecraft and the bodies of the astronauts, but the military refused.

"So the Lyras let out cruel words: let you taste our big killer -------- gravitational wave electromagnetic cannon, and if the earth does not surrender, it will destroy you. In a maximum of 90 days, your beautiful Earth will become the next Kuiper Belt (asteroid belt). ”

As he spoke, the director threw a stack of photos on the table angrily.

Fang Xinglong picked up a photo, on which was a giant flying saucer, the size of 10 football fields, which looked like a giant city model up close, and the other had several lead-gray alien corpses.

"Why are they reluctant to return the ship and the body? Are these NASA power people and military generals in their brains filled with shit soup? ”

"Hmph, you're going to ask Shangfeng if he's willing to meet you."

Silent.

A kind of silence before a tornado hits.

"So there's not much time left for us earthlings? Excellency? Fang Xinglong was a little worried.

"Yes, the situation is already quite serious? Therefore, this time, you are undertaking the mission of saving all mankind, and you must do your best to find the crystal skull lost in the depths of history and get the lottery of human destiny! ”

"History has pressed the 'pause button' at this juncture, and I hope that after 90 days, it will not press the 'delete button' on the earth."

Silent.

There was another powerful silence.

"The place you're going to is Atlantis 12,000 years ago, and you can go in a faster-than-light spaceship...... Uh, your mission is to find the crystal skull lost in the puzzle of history......" The director found that Fang Xinglong was not listening to him.

Fang Xinglong's face was stiff, his eyes were withdrawn, the glare flashed in his mind, and scenes came one after another......

Fang Xinglong found that he was a little out of shape, so he quickly retracted his gaze and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Lord Director, I've always been ...... lately Uh, I'm so sorry you just said I ...... How to get to Atlantis? ”

The fat director on the side glanced at him: "Take a faster-than-light spaceship, this is a journey against time, through a time tunnel." ”

The director stared at the depths of Fang Xinglong's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "'Operation Retrograde' has the highest difficulty and the greatest risk, a bit like a boxing match where life is gambled, so I have to choose the most courageous and capable person in the bureau to execute it." Now I'll wait for your words, Fang, are you willing to go, or are you not willing to go? Or don't dare to go? Let's get it straight. Is it too late to regret now? ”

Fang Xinglong replied heartily: "Sir, you know me best, I am a natural person who likes challenges, dares to take risks, and is interested in exploring unknown areas. ”

"Very well, I just like your energy. You're my James Bond! The Director smiled with satisfaction.

The fat director glanced at his subordinates' faces and said, "In this operation, there are three things that are not allowed, first, killing people is not allowed unless absolutely necessary; Second, it is not allowed to indulge in women excessively, because that era and society must have their own moral norms and unspoken social rules, and they must not be blindly overstepped; Third, it is not permissible to reveal your identity, including your motives, where you came from, what century you came from, and your true purpose for going to Atlantis. ”

"Don't worry, I can do it all." Fang Xinglong said with an oath.

"You're going to visit a few great gods these days," the director admonished, "one is Dr. Jane Wolf of the Institute of Cosmology in H City; The other is the shamanic Lady Joann Carroll. She will let you see the real-life scenes of Atlantis you are going to and your future real host in advance through 'psychic spells'. ”

"Oh, my god, do I have to borrow a corpse to resurrect my soul after I go to Atlantis?" Fang Xinglong's face was like ashes, and he was completely thundered by this sentence.

"Of course, I don't need to explain the concept of host, right?"

Fang Xinglong nodded, "I know this, the host is also called the host, which refers to the organisms that provide a living environment for parasitic organisms, including parasites, viruses, etc. Am I like a parasite who has to rely on another person's body to survive? Is that right? Am I not moving in the body, but only in the soul migrating? ”

"Yes, Nepalese Buddhism has a practice called 'seizing the sacrificial'...... Belch...... In short, your host is an ancient Atlantean who is dead and his soul has left his body. That's when your soul joins in, takes over his brain, transforms and rebirths, resurrects the body, and then lives with his name and identity. Do you understand? ”

Fang Xinglong nodded solemnly.

He pondered for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "So, where is my flesh?" And, after completing the mission, will my soul be able to return to its original body? Will it be safe to return to the present world? ”

The director and the director looked at each other: "Don't worry, your body is in the spaceship, and the spacecraft has been flying in orbit, after you complete the mission, the spaceship will land, pick up your soul on the ship, and the skull, and then return to the present world." ”

"Yes!" Fang Xinglong stood up confidently.

Three days later, at about 9 a.m., a milky white Bentley open-top sedan was traveling from west to east on a road on the outskirts of City H. The car was speeding all the way, and the driver was none other than Detective Fang Xinglong.

Today, because of the special task, Fang Xinglong did not wear a police uniform, but wore a beige suit and civilian clothes, with open arms, wearing a dark red silk tie on his chest, brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and a "Yun Sidun" cigarette roll obliquely on the left corner of his mouth, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and his body was full of graceful and suave style. Because he is of mixed race in Shikoku, he has oily black and thick curly hair, which adds to the ruffian spirit of playing handsome and cute.

Fang Xinglong's idol since childhood was 007, and since he entered the CIAU, the top police organization in country M, he has realized his dream of being a super Bond. In the five years since he entered the industry, he has experienced too much bloodshed. His job is nothing more than solving cases, fighting for gunfights, driving to arrest murderers, and heroes saving the United States. He will not only have to fight to the death against domestic saboteurs, but also have to engage in an even more brutal open and covert struggle with international terrorist organizations.

In the process, he has gained too much insight into human nature, seen all kinds of ugly faces of the world and clowns, and encountered too many tricks and deceptions, too many traps and traps, too many conspiracies and deceptions.

In the past two days, in order to accept the "retrograde" mission, he was locked up at the headquarters for a whole week, and he laughed at himself and was placed under house arrest, which made him feel aggrieved. There is too much hormones in his body, and he can't wait to go to the dance hall tonight and find a beautiful woman to play.

Usually, due to the vigorous and vigorous hormones in the body, they often seduce beautiful women and taste beautiful. Many colleagues often give him many nicknames, such as "Pickle Girl Champion" and the like, he just smiled indifferently and did not comment.

Fang Xinglong walked into a luxurious and majestic office building. The building had fifteen floors, and he took the elevator up to the fifteenth floor and knocked on an office door.

"Please come in." A kind and soft female voice came out.

Fang Xinglong pushed open the door, and two scientists in the room greeted him warmly. The three shook hands warmly.