"Rick, this academic exchange meeting is really exciting," Martin and Rick said with a smile as she raised her cup as she raised her cup and said with a smile, "That's why I like Houston, because it has the same flavor of coffee as Tampa." ”

Compared to coffee, Rick actually prefers to drink tea, the bitterness of coffee is lovely, and the astringency of tea is also evocative, unlike coffee, tea leaves are fragrant in addition to being strong. In Houston, Rick can't drink the tea of his hometown, and although the coffee is good, it can't relieve his homesickness.

"What's wrong with you, is there something on your mind?" Martin noticed that Rick's interest was not high, and asked with some concern.

"This conference is the first world academic exchange conference after the disaster, and I am afraid that there will be more than a dozen countries coming to Houston at that time, and I am a little worried that people from so many countries will come," Rick said and couldn't help frowning, "The security situation here is no problem to deal with zombies, but to deal with all kinds of lurking competitors, I am worried that it will be overwhelming." ”

"I understand your feelings, Rick," Martin agreed with him as he understood his concerns, "but this is our home turf, and no matter how bad the situation is, it can't be so bad, as long as we can prepare for emergencies in advance, I believe that the research results of the Houston Institute and the country will be safe." ”

"I hope so," Rick nodded, "The content of this academic exchange is said to be related to aliens, and I wonder why everyone is suddenly interested in other life in the universe at a time when all countries are doing everything they can to fight the zombie virus." ”

"The zombie virus isn't a life form that originally exists on Earth, is it?" Martin smiled, "Maybe they're from outer space that humans don't know about, but who knows." ”

Martin spread his hands, "Are you interested in this?" ”

"Of course," Rick said, "the emergence of a virus that nearly destroyed the whole world, and its destructive power to humanity is comparable to that of a nuclear war." ”

"You know, my wife and daughter are missing now, I'm afraid ......," a sudden look of sadness appeared on Rick's face, and he turned his gaze to the floor-to-ceiling window next to him, letting the distant sunset help him hide the emotion in his eyes.

"Don't be sad, Rick," Martin reassured, "my wife and children are an indispensable part of life, and I still don't have those elements of life compared to you. I don't know what it's like to lose them, but now I can feel your grief in my heart. ”

"Life is beautiful because of regrets, but this beauty does not come from regrets, but because regrets are filled, so it is beautiful." Martin thought for a moment and continued, "The day Tampa was destroyed, I thought that the world was over, that it was the place where I had spent my youth, and that I had spent more than ten years of my research career in that research institute. Later, Mario taught me that people should know how to properly pull themselves out of the things they are addicted to and look at the beautiful scenery around them. And don't be pessimistic, human beings have experienced countless disasters in the long river of history, and only then have they come to today's height step by step. ”

"As long as we don't give up, the outcome is always better than the worst, isn't it?"

"You're right," Rick nodded.

"Could it be that the virus came from outer space?" He brings the conversation back to what interests him.

"Not sure yet, but it's likely," Martin thought for a moment, wondering if he could say anything to Rick.

"Is it classified?"

"Not for you," Martin's emotional part of his heart prevailed for a moment, "I'm sure you'll be able to keep your breath." ”

"I want to hear about it," Rick picked up his coffee and gestured to Martin.

"Have you heard of Area 51?" Martin asked.

"A little bit of understanding."

"In 1947, there was a UFO crash in Roswell, New Mexico, and of course the military claimed that it was an experimental high-altitude surveillance balloon crash."

"Is it really a flying saucer?" Rick was a little surprised.

"Yes," Martin nodded, "not only did the wreckage at the scene contain the corpses of alien creatures, the military also captured one of the surviving ones. Later, the wreckage of the flying saucer was taken for study, and the corpses of the alien creatures were also dissected by specialized scientific research institutions. ”

"Oh God!" If it weren't for Martin's words, Rick would never have believed them.

"There wasn't just one, but three UFOs that crashed in Roswell." Martin continued, "As far as I know, there are no less than 130,000 declassified state files on this incident. ”

"It's unbelievable," Rick continued, holding back the shock in his heart, "where did those UFOs and aliens go?" ”

Instead of answering Rick's question directly, Martin told him something else: "On September 14, 2007, the amateur writer Lawrence Spencer received a parcel mailed by Mrs. Mark Eloy, and a letter was sent to Spencer along with the parcel, and the postmark indicated that the parcel had been sent to Naveen in Ireland on September 3, 2007. ”

"Lawrence Spencer, Mark Arrow," Rick whispered the two names, not having the slightest impression in his mind, "are these two people connected to the Roswell incident?" ”

"There's a book I don't know if you've read or not," Martin said, "The Oz Factors, written by Lawrence Spencer, who is said to have looked up some clues about Mark Arrowy when he was writing the book in 1998, and was convinced that Mark Arrowy had been involved in alien contacts such as Area 51 or the Roswell UFO crash site. ”

"It turned out to be him!" Rick finally remembered that he had read the book, but at the time it was just a fun anecdote, because at that time, rumors about UFOs and extraterrestrial civilizations were endless.

"There is information that when Lawrence Spencer was secretly investigating Ms. Mark Arrowy, he finally found the phone number of the suspected woman through reasoning and some more unexpected guidance." Martin said this, bowing his head and taking another sip of coffee.

"Have they ever been in contact with each other?" Rick asked.

"Of course," Martin nodded, "that year, Lawrence Spencer had a phone call and had an exchange with Madam Mark Eloy, which was certainly the only one between them. Spencer contacted Mark Arrowy to supplement the book through a conversation with her, but Mark Arrowy did not provide any more valuable information other than mentioning that he had served in the New Mexico State Barracks in 1947. ”

"When Lawrence Spencer's new book was published in 1999, he sent a copy of his own book to Mark Arrowy, who was living in Glasgow, Montana, as a token of appreciation." "When Lawrence Spencer received a package from Mrs. Mark Eloy in 2007, she tried to contact her at the address she had returned, which was County Meath, Ireland, but there was no response from the landlady of the residence. In the letter, the landlord mentioned that two elderly couples had recently passed away and were cremated and buried in the local cemetery. ”

Lawrence Spencer asked the landlady for the names of the two elderly couple, who had died, and the landlord told him that the surname on the tombstone was Ball, not Mark Eloy.

"Kana?" Rick was stunned for a moment.

"Quite possibly, because Mrs. Mark Arrowy had mentioned to Spencer in her letter that her status had been changed when she left Roswell." Martin nodded.

Rick understands the practice of changing identities, and if someone has gone through this process in reality, they must have been involved in something unknown to the outside world.

"What's in the package that Lawrence Spencer received," Rick asked.

"Previously, it was said that Lawrence Spencer had burned all the materials because of the frequent 'interruptions' of investigators from all sides, but recently I learned that the contents of the package had already reached the state, and this academic exchange was based on the contents of this package." Martin's words made Rick's eyes become solemn, and he immediately realized that the elites from all over the world gathered in Houston not simply to observe the strength of the United States after the disaster, but there was indeed something deeper waiting for everyone to discuss.

"Lawrence Spencer left a sentence at the end of his work for the reader - only what you think is true is true." Martin said, "I've been reading his book again these days,"

"Will the contents of the package be displayed at this academic exchange conference?" Rick is not interested in Lawrence Spencer's book, and the only thing that attracts him now is the package that has fallen into the hands of Mi Guo.

"Maybe, maybe not," Martin sighed, "You know, the thoughts of the people in the higher positions are never on the same line as us, their concerns have nothing to do with ordinary people, I used to hate politics, but I have to commit myself to the scientific research I do, and I am helpless and confused." ”

"It's like you're enveloped in an invisible net, you can't see it, but you can feel it all the time." Martin thought of the previous trip in the Everglades, and the several encounters he had with the mysterious man, "That mysterious man, if it weren't for the different national positions, I actually admired and admired him." I was compassionate when I helped you deal with him before, but in the end, reason prevailed. ”

"Really?" Rick listened to Martin's words and smiled, "People can't help themselves." ”

"What do you mean?" Martin asked.

"It means that in a special environment, you have to do something you don't want to do."