Xiao Guolin was transferred to work in Dongxing, I don't know, but I have participated in the archaeological work in Guangxi, the climate is hot and humid, and the miasma of poisonous insects threatens the archaeological team members at all times. It's really hard for him to adapt to that environment at his age. But I couldn't help, so I could only sigh and silently pray for his safety.

I tore open the envelope, pulled out the letter, didn't open it, and looked up at the fat man. The creature didn't sit in a wicker chair, but as soon as he turned his head, a pair of big eyes were close to my ears.

"Wow, you're going to scare me to death." I cursed angrily.

"Look at the letter, read the letter." The fat man urged me without heart or lungs.

"You're violating privacy." I said dissatisfied.

The fat man smiled, the kind that was very flat. When he was in school, he was called a spy, and at the time it was a derogatory term, and you can imagine how indebted his smile was. "Have you developed a second time? If you don't, talk to me about hair privacy, I know how many hairs you have. “

I was so angry with him, but I was really ...... Forget it, you can't beat him, just bear with it.

The letter is very short, it is Xiao Guolin's unique grass, and the words are very vigorous. The first sentence of the letter made me almost faint.

"I'm going down again. I hope this is the last time, if not ...... I'm going to try to stop that from happening. ”

In just this line of words, the depth of the pen ink changes several times. It is conceivable that he thought about writing this line for a long time, and every word was considered, and he had to pause for a long time to think about every few words. The first sentence of the letter, I knew where he was going, and for those who had experienced that incident, going down represented a special meaning, a kind of thick pain that could not be diluted with the water of the whole river.

I can understand how he felt when he wrote the letter, and how much psychological pressure he must have felt when he leaked this secret to outsiders, especially me. But what I can't understand is, why did he tell me? I've left that circle, I'm not in the system, and I'm absolutely not qualified to know about it. His worries or his distrust of a colleague were my first explanations for his move. He might want someone to talk to, as I did to the fat man. Whatever the truth is, all I can do is keep it silent and keep it a secret.

At this point, a finger poked into the letterhead, "What does this mean?" ”

I glared back at the fat man dissatisfied, "Be polite, I'm reading the letter." ”

The fat man smiled without skin and face, "What the hell does it mean." ”

I'm completely out of touch with someone like him who has a thick belly. This is the second paragraph of the letter, a very short line.

"Remember the password story? I think your idea is very interesting, if you modify it, two rounds, three or two jumps, it will be more difficult to crack. ”

This is a story we read in a book when we were in desert archaeology. It is a method of delivering messages, that is, to send a line of meaningless words, and the person who gets these words reads the message by means of one word, and after taking it again, the remaining words are still read every other word, and finally get the complete information.

At the time, I thought that although this method was ingenious, it was easy to leak secrets, so that a person with a heart could see it, and he could immediately decipher the information. I envisioned a double encryption setup, which means that when decrypting this text, the first time it is decrypted is still a meaningless text, and it needs to be decrypted twice in a row to reveal the real information. This method has been unanimously praised, because this kind of skipping word encryption is not difficult to understand, but skipping word encryption, jumping a few words is the key. Double encryption increases the difficulty of cracking, how do you skip words, the first time it comes out is meaningless text, which will seriously hit the confidence of the decipher. Even if this person guesses the double password, the time and difficulty of his deciphering the password are not simply multiplied.

"It's a game of jumping passwords." I said to the fat man.

The "boring" fat man dismisses this. "Will you go? Well, go down. ”

I smiled wryly and shook my head. "You're thinking too simply, it's not something that anyone can go there if they want to. After the last incident, this time they will be more cautious, more prepared, and have a much higher success rate. Outsiders like us don't even know the slightest bit of news, so how can we go down with them? Besides, I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid this matter, and I'll still be involved in it. There, I will never go again, I don't even want to think about it. I said to him with certainty.

The fat man stared into my eyes for a moment. "Hadron, you are better at pretending than before, I can't see the flaws in your expression. If I don't understand you, I will definitely bluff you. But Lao Tzu knows you too well, and when you read this letter, your heart is designated for the anxious one. With that, he straightened up, smiled again, and turned to walk out. After taking two steps, he turned around and stopped, and said, "You must want to go down, you are too curious, you have a cat in your heart." “

This time, the fat man turned and left.

I was at ease. It is also expected to be seen through by the fat man at a glance. I didn't worry that he would see through my mind, but I was a little expectant.

After that desert archaeological activity, I should say that after that escape from death, I fell silent for a while. Even if I wasn't under residential surveillance, I wasn't in the mood to do anything during that time, I just locked myself in my home, played games online every day, drank a lot of alcohol, and let myself have no time to think, no time to remember, and I wanted to erase this memory through time.

The reality was brutal, and when I woke up from the nightmare again, it had been three and a half years since I escaped from the desert. I was sure that I couldn't get rid of this nightmare and that unforgettable memory, so I simply gave up the useless struggle and decided to face this reality, solve the mystery, let the dry bones buried deep in the ground see the light of day, and comfort the souls of the dead in vain.

From that moment on, it was like a different person, and I immediately regained my energy and orderliness.

However, I never thought it was right for me to do it on my own, and I never thought about returning to that dark world alone. My plan is to do a systematic investigation and study of this matter, and eventually it will be done through official channels. Because the incident had been officially stopped at the time, and as one of the only few survivors of the incident, I had very detailed first-hand accounts. Although these materials were truthfully reported to a military team shortly after being rescued, no substantial physical evidence was obtained from this operation, and all the information was reported orally, and simply a deviation in understanding would make this information produce countless samples, and only those of us who have personally experienced this incident will really feel the details of the report in detail.

PS: It's good that the code is out. It's a bit late though. Please bookmark!