Two days have passed since Xiao Dayi promised Sun Yan that he would communicate with him as soon as there was news.

In the past two days, Sun Yan has been staying in the car repair shop, absentmindedly repairing a few cars. When I'm free, my mind is often messed up, and my thoughts involuntarily fly to the research institute. He confessed that his curiosity was very serious, especially in this matter, and the curiosity in his heart was like a pool of sweet spring buried in the ground from the chiseled spring to the top of the spring, and the spring was bubbling up, and the spring water was gushing more and more, and after it had filled his brain, his mind was full of the dried corpse he had seen that night, and the vivid image was vividly engraved in his mind.

In the past two days, Sun Qixiang went home from work on time every night, Sun Yan couldn't find the opportunity to go to the research institute, and he couldn't see any clues from Sun Qixiang's calm expression. The two days of calm really made Sun Yan unable to hold back, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart: Can you believe what Xiao Da Li said?

On this day, Sun Yan finally couldn't help but dial Xiao Da's phone, but before it rang a few times, he hung up. After a while, Xiao Da Yan sent a text message: Brother, what are you anxious about? Can't you trust me?

I really can't believe you! Sun Yan couldn't help but sneer, this Xiao big lip was simply a roundworm in his stomach.

At noon, Sun Yan came back from the garage with a sweat, simply warmed up the meal prepared for him by Chen Shuyan in the morning, and after eating a few bites, he felt that his stomach was as dry as a fire, and his throat was dry and smoking. He took out a can of cold beer from the refrigerator, a few sips were a can, after drinking, he took out another can, walked to the living room and lay down on his back on the sofa, he put the bottle of beer under his forehead and held it, the cold feeling made him feel a little more comfortable.

The living room and the foyer are connected, and the door of the foyer can be seen from Sun Yan's position. The carved shelves next to the gate are stocked with miscellaneous items. Sun Qixiang and Sun Yan, the father and son, are almost the same, as soon as they enter the house, they will put all kinds of useful or useless things in their hands on the shelf, Chen Shuyan is too lazy to pick up, and over time the shelf is full of sundries.

Sun Yan stared at the shelf almost stunned, and then his eyes focused on the yellow brown paper bag, which was the same color and texture as the document bag he had sent to Sun Qixiang at the research institute before. But it wasn't that, Sun Yan remembered, when he went out this morning, as soon as he opened the door, the bag fell at his feet, and he picked it up and put it on the shelf.

Sun Yan couldn't help but criticize the current postman in his heart for being too irresponsible, such an important document should be handed over to the recipient by hand, so it is easy to lose it if it is casually caught in the crack of someone's door, and he took it for granted that the recipient of this email is Sun Qixiang.

Sun Yanwo slept on the sofa for nearly an hour and a half, and when the floor clock in the living room rang twice dullly, he suddenly sat up from the sofa. I went to the bathroom and washed my face, grabbed the keys and prepared to go out.

When putting on his shoes, Sun Yan's eyes lazily glanced at the document bag again, unintentionally, or intentionally, he imagined what was in the document bag, and then closed the door.

The corridor was shady, and a cool feeling suddenly made Sun Yan's drowsy head sober up a lot. As soon as he woke up, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He had just descended a few stairs when he hurriedly turned and retreated to the door, opened the door, and removed the file from the shelf.

This is an email, holding it in his hand, and suddenly feeling heavy, it is not the weight of the thing, but the suffocating heaviness he felt from his heart when he picked up this email, which made his hands weak.

His gaze searched the mail tightly, and after a few seconds, he instantly straightened his back and inhaled a cool breath into his abdomen.

The information on the email reads as follows:

To: empty; Address: No. 357-11, Miyajiadao North Street, District A, X City, M Province.

Sender: Sun Qijun! Shipping address: Lop Nur Abdan Village!

Sun Yan's heart was crumbling uneasily, he almost read out the words on the email word by word like a primary school student just learning to read, and after reading it a few times, his hands and feet were already cold, and he felt cold for the first time in the summer.

He tried to calm himself down, and after his mind went blank, the first thought that came to his mind was: Who is doing this boring trick?

If you want to say that after Sun Yan went out just now, what made him feel strange was the document itself!

When he went out in the morning, when this document fell through the crack in the door, he should have noticed that it was an email! No matter how irresponsible the postman is, he should personally deliver the mail to the recipient, and then the recipient will sign for the completion of the entire mailing process. This email was not like this, it was casually stuffed into the crack of Sun Yan's house like a newspaper. No one signed for it, Sun Qixiang and Chen Shuyan had already left home at seven o'clock in the morning, and the email was obviously sent after they left.

Thinking about it, Sun Yan's eyes quickly moved to the recipient's signature at the bottom of the email, and when he saw those two words, his brain boomed, this email had been signed! Because the signatory signed with a ballpoint pen with two words: Sun Yan.

The handwriting was exactly the same as his own, and there was no deliberate imitation, as if it was really written by him. But he clearly remembered that he had not signed for any mail, not today, not yesterday, and not the day before yesterday! He hasn't even taken a pen these days!

Could it be that I have crossed over without realizing it?!

Sun Yan shook his head, he tried to calm himself, crossing, it was really a ridiculous talk! And the uncle, who has been missing for 22 years, suddenly sent back an email from Lop Nur, which is even more absurd.

Sun Qijun? Sun Yan silently recited the name in his mouth, and found that he really didn't have the slightest impression of this uncle. For as long as he can remember, his family told him that the man had disappeared and that his wife, Mei Fang, his eldest mother, had been killed by robbers in Ruoqiang County 22 years ago while traveling to Xinjiang. After Mei Fang's death, Sun Qijun disappeared and evaporated like water. The police conducted a sweeping sweep across Xinjiang and did not find the man. Some people have rumors that they saw Sun Qijun, a scientific researcher, driving into Lop Nur alone to pan for gold, and others say that Sun Qijun committed suicide by jumping into a river after the death of his wife.

Obviously, a sneer appeared on the corner of Sun Yan's mouth, this letter was obviously a prank that could be easily debunked. Let's not talk about whether Sun Qijun is alive or dead, even if he is alive, he can't be in Lop Nur. If the mail was sent back to his previous home, it would be reasonable, but it was sent to their new house not long ago, how could a person who had been missing in Lop Nur for 22 years know this, and even sent the mail accurately!

Thinking of this, Sun Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but an inexplicable anger rushed up in his heart, which guy who had been stabbed with a thousand knives was playing this kind of boring trick with their family! And the spearhead is obviously pointed at Sun Yan, because the mail was signed by "him".

Sun Yan opened the email angrily, and at this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, he hurriedly picked it up, and Xiao's voice came from the phone: "Hey! Brothers! I've just been notified that the autopsy time is set, it's 3 p.m., you hurry up and pack up! ”

"What?" Sun Yan looked up at the time, 2:25, "Why are you in such a hurry!" ”

"What's the hurry! I just got the notice, you just need to come over quickly! After speaking, Xiao hung up the phone with a big lip "bang".

Sun Yan cursed in his heart, although he really wanted to see what the prank email in his hand was, but now that the business came, he could only put back the half-opened email. Just as he was about to go out, he felt that something was wrong, so he took the mail back to his own room and locked it in a drawer.

Sun Yan rushed to the institute on his bicycle, on the way, he was in a very good mood, and he felt that the place in his heart that had been itching was finally scratched hard.