After the click came from the direction where John had disappeared, there was a thunderclap, and a lightning bolt came quickly. The thunder resounded through www.biquge.info the sky and the earth, and the white light illuminated the night sky.

Everyone covered their ears and shouted in pain, Weng's tinnitus rang, and then they all fell into temporary deafness, and they couldn't hear anything. The dazzling white light blinds the eyes. Nick and Sato both knelt on the ground in agony**, while Kara fainted.

In addition to Yi San and An Xixuan's deafness, the white light only caused a white halo on their eyes.

It's a mine! Thunderstorms from underground! Yi San was shocked.

Taking advantage of the free time when the white light flashed, the scene they saw next made Yi San and An Xixuan completely stunned. I saw a crack the thickness of a thumb torn from an iceberg in the distance, and John was seen lying in the snow not far away.

"Beneath this permafrost is not a continental plate, it's the tip of the iceberg!" Yi San shouted anxiously.

Where can the others hear what Yi San is saying, except for tinnitus, it is still tinnitus.

Another thunderclap burst out of the crack, and the sound wave made their eardrums bleed.

Yi San is the first time to experience what it is like to thunder on the ground.

The white light flashed again, and taking advantage of this bright light, Yi San and An Xixuan looked in John's direction and found that the crack had cracked more than a meter long, and half of John's body had been tilted and stuck in the crack.

"John!" Yi San shouted.

Click, click. The crack widened wider and wider, and although they were deaf in both ears and could not hear the sound, their feet felt a vibration.

Yi San: They staggered and stood unsteadily.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness again, and in the cracks, small arcs of electricity were constantly drifting.

Nick was also stunned by the sound wave of the second thunderstorm and lay on the ground.

Yi San just felt that his nasal cavity was hot, and the viscous hot liquid flowed out of his nose, and Yi San wiped his hand, and a fishy smell immediately returned to his nasal cavity.

Yi San was also shocked to the point that he had a nosebleed.

An Xixuan pulled Yi San and shouted at this time.

Yi San also shouted at this time.

However, temporary deafness prevents them from hearing each other.

Yi San looked up at the sky in shock, and at this time, he was even more frightened.

The gray-white cloud was descending, descending in their direction.

Yi San pulled An Xixuan to block Nick and Kara, who had fainted, and at this moment, Yi San felt that he and An Xixuan were forcibly pulled apart.

"Oops, the crack is spreading underfoot." Yi San thought to himself, and subconsciously wanted to pull Nick and Kara who fainted.

At this time, an arc of electricity burst out from between Yi San and An Xixuan.

With a thud, it hit An Hee-hyun's arm, Ahn Hee-hyun screamed, his feet slipped, and the whole fell into the crack. Pulling Yi San to death.

Yi San felt a numb arm, and before he could shout, he was pulled by An Xixuan and slipped into the crack.

Before Yi San fell into the crack, he saw that the gray-white clouds were already so close to him, and in a trance, he felt that there were three people standing on the snow not far in front of him. Because of the flash just now, Yi San's eyes were all apertures, and he couldn't see the faces of the three people clearly.

Yi San felt that he was falling, and his hands were grasping at the things around him. The arc in the crack kept passing through Yi San's body, and Yi San felt numb all over his body. In the haze, through the faint brightness of the electric arc, I saw that on the rock wall of the crack, there were not only ordinary sedimentary rocks, but also a large exposed metallic object.

The white surface of this metal is as bright as new, the curvature of the assembly line, and the polished surface, Yi San knows that this is a man-made object at a glance.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and immediately, with a bang, Yi San felt his head slam against a hard metal object. The thick snow immediately buried Yi San. Yi San then lost consciousness.

The gray-white cloud continued to descend, slowly sinking into the cracks and disappearing.

Just as the clouds disappeared, the heavens and the earth instantly returned to their clarity. The blood-red sunset shifts between the two icebergs, and in half a month, the Antarctic will enter the polar night that lasts for half a year.

This half month is half a month after two years.

At this time, in a manor in Los Angeles, USA, a fat woman in an apron served a freshly baked pizza. A middle-aged man in a suit pushed the door open.

"Sir, you're back." The middle-aged fat woman rubbed her apron with her hand and stepped forward to take the briefcase from the man's hand.

"How's Madame?" The man asked.

"Upstairs." The maid said.

"Still staring at the computer?" The man asked.

"Yes, yes." The maid hesitated and said.

"Hey, I'll go upstairs and take a look." As he spoke, the man dragged his tired body upstairs.

At this moment, a woman with a black circle under her eyes rushed down from the upper floor. Almost bumped into the man who went upstairs.

"Johnson, it's our son. Our son. The woman with the disheveled hair said frantically.

"I know. John, he can't come back. "The man has lost all hope. He initially had great hopes. But in the past two and a half years, two major international rescues have been organized. These five teenagers seemed to have evaporated from the world. Leave no trace.

The man hugged the woman tightly and approached the collapsed spirit.

"Really, our son showed up. I'll show you. The woman pulled the man upstairs.

"Lisa, wake up, John is really gone." The man stood, shaking the woman vigorously with his hands.

"Really, Jossen, really. I don't believe you. The woman's eyes glowed with an unusually positive light.

Jossen was unconsciously dragged up the stairs by her.

The man looked at the red dot on the computer, and the whole person was stunned.

I saw a map software open on the laptop computer on the table, and most of the software was white and blue. This is the Antarctic region. I saw a flashing red dot in the center of the map software.

"It's John, it's John." The man also began to get excited.

The man called the police, and a large wave of reporters flocked to John's house. Johnson called the product company that GPRS had located and repeatedly determined whether it was a procedural error or some technical issue.

The product company hired programmers to confirm again and again that it was not a technical error. The company is also sure that there is only one serial number for one product, and there will be no problem of one serial number locating two products.

Two years later, John's location information finally appeared.

Two years ago, the collective disappearance of a group of five teenagers on a scientific expedition became a hot topic, not because the five people were from different countries, nor because of the bad intentions. It's just because of the weirdness of this thing.

The reason for the incident was that John's parents discovered that the GPRS positioning on their son who was on an Antarctic expedition had failed. After calling the police, a temporary rescue team also disappeared mysteriously.

The military wanted to cover it up, but several commercial weather satellites simultaneously detected some unexplained meteorological phenomena in Antarctica. So far, no one has made sense of these figures. And the polar satellites also had data disorders on the same day. All thanks to information obtained from the military and made public by a worldwide public welfare hacking group that claims to make the network transparent and transparent.

So, the disappearance turned into a political one. As a result, various organizations around the world are dedicated to rescuing and searching for five people. In addition to the militaries of various countries, there are many non-governmental organizations that have specially formed expeditions to find the five of them.

To say, if the five of them were in distress, then after so many rounds of search and rescue, the bodies should also be found. Even if there are no bodies, something like a backpack or something you carry with you should always be found. Because, where they disappeared, it was a flat tundra. The nearest iceberg is also 3,000 kilometers away. And there are no big carnivores in Antarctica. A group of teenagers with advanced equipment disappeared like this. It's as if it never existed in this world. After that, the search and rescue team was in distress and was covered up by the military. So the public really doesn't know anything about what's going on in Antarctica.

But while the military knows a little more, little progress has been made.

However, many people overlook this mysterious company, paasei! This company, called Paasei, should have been fully responsible, but it did not know that it had so much energy to shift public opinion to various countries. It also shifted all public attention to search and rescue. Only a small number of big people in the political and business circles have realized the energy of this mysterious company.

As a result, the incident was very sensational at the time, and even had a key impact on a piece of United Nations legislation.

After two and a half years, the matter gradually cooled down.

While the public's attention was turning to the South African regime's dispute over Southeast Asian waters, John's dad contacted the media at the same time as calling the police.

This matter was suddenly pushed to the forefront and attracted global attention.

At this time, in Suzhou, China, in a garden-style private club. An old man in a sixtieth armor was dressed in a clean robe, his bronzed face was full of wrinkles, all traces of wind and frost, and his temples were gray, sitting in a corner of the banquet table. Holding an old notebook in his hand, the faded pen went back and forth on the paper, his eyes scanning everything around him.

"Old man Yi, you give me that painting of your house. I'll give you a message. "A young man in his thirties, dressed in Tang costume, with less than half an inch of hair on both sides of his head, the hair in the middle of the head is combed back, and a ten-centimeter-long ponytail is tied to the back of his head, a look of an artist's outfit. When he speaks, the words reveal the shrewdness and cunning of a businessman.

"What's the news?" The old man raised his head and met the young man's gaze. Looks like it's none of your business.

"Your grandson, Yi San!" The young man said.

The pen in the old man's hand paused for a moment and said softly, "Oh." ”

The young man was surprised by the old man's calmness, and his tone softened a little, and then asked, "Don't you care?" ”

"It's useless to hit a certain number, and it's useless to be in a hurry. Life and death are in the sky, and it is useless for you to be in a hurry. The old man said calmly.

"What a quirky old man. Don't be a bit of a. Did you call us here today to introduce any dishes? During the banquet, a middle-aged man in his forties with oily faces interrupted their conversation and asked.

"That's right, this taro is a little hot, I want you to help me taste it." The thirty-year-old said.

"Old man Yi, you must know about the Zhuluoba Stone Plate, right?" The young man asked.

Yi San's grandfather's eyes instantly froze, staring at the young man.

"Professor Yi, don't get excited, I'm not selling antiquities, I want to ask you for help this time!" The young man said respectfully.

During the banquet, a few slightly excited old men calmed down.

I saw a large rosewood square table in the banquet, on which were placed the full seat of the Manchu and Han people. There were eight people in the banquet, except for Grandpa Yi San and the young man. Including the middle-aged man who spoke just now, there are four middle-aged people, as well as a seventy-year-old man and a woman in her twenties.

This seventy-year-old man and the twenty-year-old woman are grandchildren. The seventy-year-old man has a gray beard and is also a giant in the field of antiquities research. And the granddaughter in her twenties wears a tea-blue cheongsam, her hair is coiled up with a hosta, a light rouge, shallow eyeliner, and the unique temperament of Jiangnan women, giving people the feeling of clearing the dust after the rain and caressing the willows in the soft breeze.

Although his granddaughter is young, she is well known in the archaeological community. He is currently studying Classical Chinese Cultural Studies at the university where he teaches. He brought his granddaughter to see something this time, and he planned to let her know some people.

"Grandpa, who are they?" The granddaughter looked down and asked the seventy-year-old man.

"Save the people of the past and the future." The gray-bearded old man said.

"Do you know the Juloba Stone Plate?" The granddaughter asked.

The white-bearded old man fell into deep thought.

"You don't have a lot of energy, say it." Yi San's grandfather had been staring at the young man since he heard the Zhuluoba stone plate, and now he was answering the young man's question lightly.