"What do you think we're looking for?" The wolf asked, his expression slightly surprised. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I said before, I don't know what you're looking for! But I know you're looking for the same thing! Ah Hua said.

"Your boss's! What knows, and what doesn't know! Fei Bao said dissatisfiedly, "You'd better make it clear to me." ”

Ah Hua stood up and walked into his room again. We were all puzzled. He then walked out of the room, holding a rectangular black iron box in his hand. Ah Hua put the iron box on the table.

Only then did I see that the box was not originally black, but because of its age, the paint had fallen off. After the box rusts and gets a lot of dust, it will become this jet-black black color. The box is locked with a lock, but there are signs of prying around its perimeter.

Ah Hua took the key and opened it slowly, presumably because the lock was too old and rusty inside. Ah Hua couldn't open it with the key.

"Let me do it!" Fei Bao said and took out his wire from his pocket, "The door on the second floor was pried open by my wire, this lock is nothing!" Brother ......" At this time, he stopped and looked at Ah Hua, he knew that he had said the wrong thing. Ah Hua also looked at him closely.

Fat Bao is stupid, and after breaking people's locks, he still proudly shows off in front of the parties, what a stupid behavior.

With a "click", Ah Hua opened the lock. All of our attention was focused on the box, and that's when the embarrassing scene of Fat Bao was obfuscated.

"I was young and curious!" Ah Hua said, "I stole this box from the village chief's house back then!" It was something that one of the outsiders gave to the village chief. In order to cover up the incident, the village chief did not send the box to the designated place. I stole it just to find out what those seventeen people were and why the tragedy of that year happened! But when I read it, I felt that the things in it were too deeply involved, and it was not for ordinary people like me to intervene. And I didn't tell you the truth in the first place, because so many people died because of this. ”

Ah Hua stared at me intensely, but as if he was looking at someone else instead of me. Anyway, I feel like his eyes were on all of us at the same time.

"The matter of these seventeen people coming to our village to investigate is very close to what you are investigating now!" Ah Hua continued.

It dawned on me that I already knew what was in there. I pounced, and my movements were close to pounce anyway. I snatched the box from Ah Hua's hand.

"Ke Shao, what are you excited about?" Fei Bao said.

I opened the box and found that it was really what I was thinking about, and said, "This is the material of the archaeological team from seventeen years ago." ”

"What?" Fei Bao was very surprised and leaned over.

Wolf and Qixing also followed.

I saw that inside the iron box were pieces of paper. I recognize these papers because they're special. The paper is printed with blue lines. Lines divide the paper into lines. In the upper right corner, the words "weather" and "date" are also printed in blue ink. The word "Xie" is printed in the lower right corner. The quality of the paper is particularly good, even after more than ten years, it is still very smooth. This is a private diary, and it is also the diary of Dr. Xie.

It turns out that the diary of the second half of Forensic Doctor Xie from seventeen years ago is here. But the paper was torn off one by one. Words are written on each piece of paper, but the handwriting on each sheet is different.

I found that each piece of paper had a different person's name, mood state, and last words.

Perhaps they knew that this operation was auspicious, so they wrote their last words and left them for their families. But they didn't expect that what they entrusted was not human, the villagers hid the matter, and Ah Hua, who stole the box, did nothing.

Every time I look at a piece of paper, I feel a little more melancholy. Although I am not familiar with them, through the contents of the first half of Dr. Xie's diary and our research so far, I feel that I have integrated into their experience and am a part of them.

The content of the paper is written about the anxiety, fear, and anxiety of the archaeological team at that time, but the decision to move forward to complete the mission.

Why do you die for a command, a belief or a dream? Is it worth it? At that time, I thought that the people in it were too literate, and the soldiers were too stupid to be flexible at all. But later life taught me that everyone is born with a mission that must be completed and a destiny that must be faced.

I looked through the papers one by one in the box, and at the back, I found a torn diary. There are a lot of words written in it, and judging from Juanxiu's clear handwriting, this is the handwriting of Forensic Doctor Xie. It says the date and weather. This should be what Forensic Doctor Xie continued to record after encountering mountain ghosts at the underground site of Longtou Mountain. At this time, we all can't wait to know what happened to the archaeological team seventeen years ago. But there was a question in the diary that made me stop and think.

I saw that there were holes in many places in the diary, and those holes were neatly rectangular, and it was estimated that someone had cut them with a sharp object. Who, exactly, did it? Our eyes all looked at Ah Hua in unison.

"Don't look at me!" "I didn't do that. It should have been those outsiders who did it. ”

"Why would they do that?" Fei Bao said.

I thought for a moment and said, "It should be a secret!" The archaeological team did this in order to prevent the diary from being seen by someone who shouldn't have seen it, so some of the things inside would be leaked! I looked at Ah Hua closely.

"That's right!" "Every time they mentioned something they were looking for, the name of that thing was deducted!" That's why I guess you're looking for something, but I don't know what it is! ”

We were relieved of our doubts and looked through our journals. The experience of the archaeological team seventeen years ago once again shook my senses. At the same time, the mysteries have multiplied.

I haven't written a diary in a few days. It is with great sadness that I record our experience. At this time, I was already in tears.

A few days ago, in the cave carved with the dragon veins of Guangzhou in the underground ruins, we were attacked by mountain ghosts. Although we had unfortunately lost a few members of the team, we still had more than 40 members at that time, including more than 30 PLA fighters who were fully armed, and it was not afraid that they should participate in the anti-terrorism mission. But at that time I was scared, and I found out that the PLA was also scared.

The cave was large, but it was densely packed with hundreds of humanoid monsters that surrounded us. Although they take on a humanoid form, their body proportions are very uncoordinated, unlike humans. But they're all very strong.

Later, we found out that the so-called mountain ghosts were all deformed people. Because they were abandoned by their own parents and grew up in the mountains and forests, they all lost their humanity and became wild beasts. But this scale is also too scary. We speculate that this is because of the environmental pollution of Longtou Mountain, which produces so many deformities.

These deviants look pitiful, but these pathetic creatures attack us without humanity.

The intellectuals who had no combat effectiveness in the ranks were surrounded and protected by the PLA.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out. I found that our PLA soldiers are not ordinarily good, they can basically knock down a mountain ghost with one shot. But helplessly, we were outnumbered. And the PLA used pistols, and there were too few bullets in one magazine. The fight soon moved into hand-to-hand combat.

The PLA fighters are also very strong in close combat, and it is no problem to one-on-one with strong mountain ghosts, one-on-two is a bit reluctant, and one-on-three is not the opponent of mountain ghosts. But there are about seven or eight times as many mountain ghosts as we are.

A tragic scene happened, a moment I will never forget. I saw that one by one the PLA soldiers were put down, bitten to death, and their bodies were dismembered. Our numbers are rapidly decreasing.