"Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, Zaret, table 5. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

I stared at the message for a few minutes, the location of this zaret is in the street not far from the fat man's house, this zaret is a bar, not a small reputation, most of the young people in the neighborhood like to go there at night. It's a great place to have fun.

I turned off the computer, thinking about how this person would ask me to go to that place, looking at his appearance, he should know my current location, otherwise he would not have asked me to go to Zaret, so it seems that he knows my whereabouts in the recent period.

Calm down and think about it, it's terrible, I have someone around me who knows all my movements, and this person is still hiding in the shadows. Although he hasn't done anything bad to me so far, there are no absolutes in the world, and if he wants to be unfavorable to me, then I don't even have the opportunity to prepare in advance.

Think about it, this person is indeed too mysterious, I have a sense in the dark, the relationship between this person and me is definitely not so simple, between me and him, there seems to be a layer of fog, he can see through that layer of fog all of me, but I can't see him at all. Since he even told me such important information as Fengyou Ancient Building, maybe he would have done it if he had a request.

I bit my lip and decided to do as he said, and not to tell the fat man about this matter as before, in case this person is not good for me, then at least the fat man cannot be involved.

At six o'clock the next night, I simply packed up and went out, and when I left, I also put all the self-defense guys on my body, and from the first time I went to the grave, it seemed to have become my standard every time I went out.

The Nazaret Bar is not too far from where I live, separated by two streets, and it takes almost twenty minutes to get there. However, there weren't many customers in the bar, as it wasn't yet the official start of the nightlife, and there were just a few waiters sitting around, and there was no reaction to my arrival.

I glanced towards the bar and saw that it was empty except for the waiters. I followed the table number on the mail to table number 8 and sat down. There was still an hour and a half before the time agreed by the mysterious man, and I also casually asked for a glass of ice water, waiting for the arrival of the mysterious man.

Within more than an hour, the number of people in the bar also increased unconsciously. But most of them are some uneducated gangsters, killing Matt's hair dyed colorful, this seems to be a popular hairstyle a few years ago, maybe those gangsters think that this hairstyle is suitable for mixed society, one by one with a cigarette in their mouths and sitting in the private room, one person with a young lady in his arms and began to drink.

I like peace and don't like this kind of life, so I feel a little disgusted with them. He turned his head away from them at the moment.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was eight o'clock, and I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and no one came. I muttered in my heart, "Didn't you say you came at eight o'clock, why haven't you come yet?" ”

Just as I was thinking about it, a young man who looked like a courier came in from the door of the bar, he was holding a package in his hand, and when he came in, he stood at the door and looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

He looked inside for a moment, then suddenly fixed his gaze on where I was sitting, and then looked down at his package and walked towards my seat.

"Hello, is this Mr. Wei Qi?" The courier walked up to me and asked.

I looked him up and down, he was very ordinary, with a public face, basically walking in the crowd and nothing special. I nodded and said, "I am, are you?" ”

When the courier heard me, he put the package in his hand on the table and said, "Hello, this is a package from a gentleman." After that, he turned around and left.

I looked at the package on it, and then quickly called out to him: "Well, who asked you to send it?" ”

The courier thought carefully for a while, and then said: "That person is wearing black all over his body, and it is already dark outside, so I can't see the appearance clearly." ”

I said, "That person gave you something with his own hands?" ”

The courier said: "Yes, I was already on my way home from work, but when I was on the way, I was stopped by that person, who gave me 100 yuan to send something, and I agreed." ”

I don't think the courier was lying to me, but he let him go. I sat down in my chair and thought, why didn't this person give it to me himself, but find someone else to bring it to me?

I removed the package from the table, and found that there was only one photograph inside, which was black and white, and the corners and corners were already wrinkled, and it looked like it was a long time old. I think that people nowadays take pictures with color cameras, and this picture must be more than 30 years old.

There were eleven people in the picture, eight men and three women, eight boys standing in the back row, and three girls squatting in front. The people in this photo are wearing thick cotton jackets, but because the photo is really shabby, it is impossible to see what style of clothes they are wearing for a while.

These people are almost all in their twenties, and there are more than a dozen backpacks stacked next to them. I took a cursory look at it, but I didn't see anything, and thought to myself that it was just a very ordinary photograph, so what was so strange. I looked at the first person in the picture, and when I saw the man in the middle, I suddenly felt very familiar, as if I had seen it not long ago.

I closed my eyes and thought carefully about the person I had come into contact with before, this person was not too deep in my mind, but I had a feeling that I must have seen this person not long ago.

Suddenly, a human face came to my mind, and my heart trembled, and then my eyes suddenly opened, and my mouth murmured.

"This, this person, isn't it Professor Zhang!"

The person in this photo is only about 20 years old, and he looks a little bookish, but the appearance and the first impression I have made me quickly think of the professor surnamed Zhang I saw not long ago.

I grabbed the photo and began to study it, no matter how you look at the person in this photo, it is somewhat similar to Professor Zhang, if this photo has been taken for more than 30 years, then according to the year, maybe the person on it is the same Professor Zhang!

I blinked my eyes and thought to myself, if this person was really Professor Zhang, then why did that mysterious person send me this photo, is there some secret on this photo?

I flipped the photo over and found that there was a small line of black letters on the back of the photo, and the line of black letters was neatly written, as if it had been written by a woman.

"Kunlun Ice Vein, Archaeological Team, Qin Xiaoxiao."

"Qin Xiaoxiao!"

When I saw the signature at the end of the line, my heart trembled, and then I quickly flipped over the photo. Because at this moment, I seem to know what the mysterious man means by this picture.

There are a total of eleven people in this photo, excluding the professor surnamed Zhang, there are still ten people left, seven men, three women, backpacks, expedition teams, and Qin Xiaoxiao.

"This, these people are the same expedition that disappeared thirty years ago!"