Mountains and seas have a home

Chapter 176

"What do you think?" He Luan brushed off the dust from the tip of his shoe, and applied another layer of protective oil, "If you were the officer, what judgment would you make?"

Sitting on a box containing compressed food, Chen Wei squinted his eyes and stirred the long-handled spoon, looking at the green heads of some broccoli flowers in the pot: "If I were the officer, I would choose to believe in this map. 10 Kilometers are a more reliable number."

He Luan continued to do his own thing, his hair was hanging down, swaying with the movement of his arms.After a while, when the aroma of the soup became stronger, He Luan covered the protective oil box and said, "What's the matter with the 2 kilometers? Everyone in the formation firmly believed in this, even in the telescope. , the displayed data is also 2 kilometers."

"We were all deceived." Chen Wei said, he put the spoon on the edge of the pot, rummaged in another box sideways to find the seasoning, and then sprinkled it after measuring it. He is very strict now, "If this map is Correct words."

"2 kilometers is the result of computer calculations. It receives signals from satellites and then calculates the results precisely. You mean, this paper hand-drawn map is more reliable and accurate than computer-calculated maps ?”

"It stands to reason that this is not the case. Computers are much more accurate than human hands. But we have to think about it. Someone, or a group of people, rescued us, placed us here, left us with sufficient supplies, and even There is an instruction manual with instructions on how to take care of you. Everything is in order, as if waiting for us to recover from our injuries and get back on the road. What's the point of it all if they leave us with the wrong map Woolen cloth?"

Chen Wei spread his hand and pointed to the evidence piled up around him—the guns and ammunition on the table were neat and orderly; the badge of the time bureau was placed in a conspicuous place; Waiting for people to verify and explore.

He Luan put the box into the backpack, put the bag aside, and stood up with the wall.He frowned and rubbed his thighs and knees. After a while, he raised his right foot and took a step: "I've been lying down for too long, and my muscles can't be tightened."

"You need to recover for a while. I will inject you with different medicines on time every day. The medicine here is enough to continue a course of treatment." Chen Wei pulled the veil to wipe his hands, covered the pot, and got up to support He Luan, " We have to stay here for a few more days."

The metal badge of the giant eagle tree was placed on the square table, next to He Luan's shoulder badge with the logo of the maintenance department on it.He Luan stood firmly beside the table, picked up the epaulets and pinned them on his shoulders, and Chen Wei tied his belts, saying: "The ballast suit is scrapped, only the combat uniform remains."

"Is this the one we're wearing? Oh, that doesn't sound like a good thing. The clothes are a little too thin...but they're very light." He Luan stretched out his hat and patted the brim off The dust on the metal buckle stayed in his hand for a while, but he didn't put it on.

"Kraft paper, judging from the color and smell of this ink line, it is probably sailor pen pigment ink, not the latest type. It has high adhesion and is not easy to fade after long-term storage. It is the best choice for drawing this kind of map."

Chen Wei took a closer look, rubbed the lines lightly with his hand, looked at He Luan and said, "Why can you tell the brand of ink at a glance? Is there any trick?"

"In the maintenance department, we have seen all the materials in the world and everything that constitutes the material world. What we usually need to learn is identification and judgment. We need to understand the products produced by each company and the characteristics of each material."

He Luan said that he looked at the clothes on his body, and then accurately pointed out the fabric composition of the clothes, the manufacturer of the accessories, and the alloy ratio of the belt buckle.Chen Wei leaned against the wall, reached out and touched He Luan's chest, and said, "I can't believe you can remember this."

"Sounds unbelievable, doesn't it?" He Luan smiled, raised his head to examine the entire map, propped his waist, and then pointed to the brain, "It's all hidden in it. Sometimes people can avoid trouble, no matter how many things Remember. Even better than a computer."

Chen Wei rested his head next to the map, and the light from the candle became a bit dark here, so the bridge of his nose and cheeks turned amber like the light, maybe even darker.He leaned quietly, Wang Liang's eyes looked at He Luan, like the petals of pear blossoms after the rain.

After a while, he straightened up and leaned towards He Luan, raised his hand to hold his neck, then raised his chin and kissed He Luan's clearly lined lips.Chen Wei's movements were very gentle, like the sound of a spring in a deep mountain, floating like clouds and mist, and floating like water.

He Luan also responded to him with a light kiss. During that time, they didn't seem to feel the weight of the flesh, but two souls were tentatively looking at each other.In the underground cave [-] million years ago, in a cave with secrets, in an unknown land, they were fortunate to see the shadow of the soul.

"Of course we can do better than the computer. The computer can't remember how I feel now, nor can we remember the way we kissed." Chen Wei said, he raised his head and put his gaze into He Luan's eyes, "But I Remember, and will always remember."

"Memory is the soul itself. The reason why we are human is because we have unforgettable memories." He Luan lowered his head and kissed Chen Wei on the forehead, "In the mind, in the bones, in the heart."

Chen Wei didn't speak. He heard the sound of the pot lid being pushed up, so he went to take care of it. After putting out the fire, he stirred it a few times with a spoon, and found the bowl and spoon from the box.He cooked a pot of porridge, put a few broccoli, sprinkled some corn and sausage slices, and it had a faint oily aroma.

"It should be cooked according to the method written in the instructions." Chen Wei handed the bowl to He Luan, moved two other boxes and sat down in front of him, and started eating at a table.Chen Wei looked up at He Luan, scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth, then nodded.

He Luan stirred the porridge, waited for it to cool slightly before opening his mouth, picked out a few slices of sausages for Chen Wei, and asked, "Do you eat like this these days?"

"No," Chen Wei shook his head, holding a spoon between his fingers, "I used to eat some compressed food, drink some water and forget about it. Count the days and eat some vegetables, meat and eggs, and supplement vitamins and dietary fiber. Basically, it's like this gone."

He Luan slowly chopped up a broccoli, and after a moment of silence, he pointed to the door of the cave: "Have you ever gone out?"

Chen Wei stopped the spoon, swallowed a mouthful of hot porridge, drank a little warm water, and said, "Go out. I went out the next day after waking up, looked at the map and walked for two kilometers, and then came back. I didn't find anything. .The third day I went a little further."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and took out a black-covered notebook from the top of a stack of books next to it, with the badge of the Executive Department stamped on it, and "EDGA" underneath.He handed the notebook to He Luan and said, "I record the marching log every day, and it says it all."

He Luan put down the spoon and opened the diary. The inside page of the cover was purposely worn kraft paper, with a giant eagle tree drawn in thick black ink on it, and two lines of English below: "Time Bureau, Executive Department Beijing General Administration."

"Is this the diary used by the Time Bureau?" He Luan asked casually as he began to flip through Chen Wei's diary.The content of Chen Wei's records started from the day he boarded the plane to Linzhi, and there were records every day, sometimes more and sometimes less.

Chen Wei nodded, and added a few more words: "Since the establishment of the Time Bureau, the executive department must carry this book every time it goes out on a mission, and record it at any time. After the mission is over, it will be handed in. The director and the minister must check and compare it to prevent Something 'not very respectable' happened."

"Every executor on a mission has a copy, which means that it is basically impossible to fake it." He Luan said that he closed his notebook after reading the last diary written by Chen Wei, "After all, any contradiction Could put you in a court martial."

"So we must record honestly, even if we really encounter something very dishonorable, such as a disastrous defeat in a battle, heavy casualties, or unauthorized disobedience, mutiny, etc. Of course, it is not impossible for superiors and subordinates to collude to unify the caliber, but it is too difficult " Chen Wei stopped, looked down at the half of the steaming porridge in the bowl, "Don't forget there are electronic logs, and Galaxy's monitoring and listening system. It would be a fantasy to fake it, and it was found out. It's the death penalty. Stand against the wall and shoot."

He Luan put the notebook back to its original place, and lowered his head to eat the porridge in the bowl. Chen Wei's heat was controlled just right, and the broccoli was all boiled.After eating half a bowl of porridge, He Luan felt his body warm up and regained most of his strength.Chen Wei has been silent, a little absent-minded.

"Are you okay?" He Luan stretched out his hand to hold the back of Chen Wei's hand, Chen Wei's hand was a little cold, He Luan held it tighter, "What do you want to say?"

Chen Wei glanced at He Luan, then turned his palm and clasped He Luan's fingers, saying: "We are out of the army now, we can't contact the outside, the communicator and locator are not very easy to use. I don't know What will be the consequences... I may go to jail when I go back."

"Where are the communicator and locator? Are they still there? I want to see." He Luan asked, and Chen Wei took out a cardboard box from the box at his feet, and carried it to He Luan.

He Luan put down the spoon, moved the bowl aside, opened the carton to fiddle with the contents, and frowned: "Oh, that's terrible."

"Can you fix it? You are from the maintenance department, so you should know what to do." Chen Wei asked.

"I will try my best. But the damage is so severe that it really needs to be rebuilt." He Luan raised his eyebrows and lowered his lips, "I may need two nights. If all the repair materials can be found if."

"That's really great." Chen Wei said, he laughed and stretched out a finger, "I will definitely write something in today's diary later."

He Luan took a few circuit boards out of the cardboard box, untied the wires carefully, raised his eyelids and looked at Chen Wei with a smile, and said, "Did I take up a lot of space in your diary?"

"Of course, dear. I'll tell you the stories in the diary when I'm done washing the dishes. They're really good stories. When I go to the bar and brag to my friends, I have a lot of Stories to tell. They must have never heard of it."

Chen Wei went to wash the dishes, then wiped the porridge pot and put it in a box for storage.He Luan put his backpack on the right side, which contained his usual tools. When he was about to rummage through the metal box, he saw the painted Nazi symbols on the box.

"God, why is there a Nazi sign here?" He Luan raised his head and asked, "Wei Wei, you can't do this kind of prank, it's not funny."

"No it's not my prank, it's a Nazi relic, look at how rusty and old those boxes are. I woke up to the damn markings on those boxes Damn it, why is it a Nazi."

He Luan squatted in front of the box and was silent for a while, then said: "Do you still remember that Zhandui Jiangqu said that in 1943 the German army secretly entered Tibet and went deep into Mount Kailash? I hope you have not forgotten."

"Teacher Jiangqu? Of course I haven't forgotten, I remember very clearly, I think the same as you. Maybe this place used to be a den of the Nazis. They left these boxes here."

"Where are the weapons in the box? Are they also from 1943?"

"No, of course not, it's a modern weapon, but the model hasn't been updated, it's still an old version more than ten years ago. But it's all brand new, and it's still very usable." Chen Wei hurriedly opened the box for He Luan to check, as if anxious To prove something.

He Luan stood up, stood among a pile of metal, and looked around. All the light in the cave came from a candle on the opposite wall.He smelled a faint scent of grass and trees, which lingered for a long time. Although he smelled it the first second he woke up, he didn't care.

"Where did the fragrance come from? The smell of grass and trees, the smell of the forest after the rain." He Luan said, putting on his gloves and stepping over a box, "Did you spray perfume here? It doesn't look like it."

"The smell of the candle. Thank God, you are finally aware of this problem." Chen Wei wiped off the water on his hands, and stood in front of the candle with his arms on his waist. Can you figure out where this candle comes from?"

"You said that this candle burned for seven days and seven nights without missing a bit? This is unreasonable. If it continues to burn like this, it can burn for more than 1000 years." He Luan walked to the candle, and the aroma of plants and trees was really unusual Rich, the candle flame jumped a few times, and the shadow swayed accordingly.

Spreading his hands, Chen Wei said, "Maybe it has been burned for 1000 years or maybe, you see, it is already so short. The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau has a history of at least 5 million years, and it was still an ocean 2.8 million years ago. Who Know what happened on this ancient continent."

"It is said that the long-burning lamp uses lamp oil made by mermaids, so it can last forever." He Luan carefully inspected the white body of the candle, scraped a little with a blade and twisted it in his hand, "I have never seen such a material. candle, but there is no doubt that it is made of some kind of grease. I have never seen such a grease, maybe we need a molecular analyzer to know the structure of this thing."

"But there is no molecular analyzer here, we have nothing." Chen Wei shrugged and threw the handkerchief on the box beside him, "Maybe it is made of mermaid oil, who knows what kind of mermaid oil is, we It will take many years to think about it.”

"Do you know the news about the purple scale mermaid being salvaged from the Arctic Ocean? It's old news several years ago. The world's first confirmed female mermaid was dead when it was salvaged." He Luan said, He wiped his fingers clean, "Unbelievable."

"I know that. I saw it at a glance in the newspaper, saying that this is a 'strange branch in biological evolution'. Even more good-for-nothing people say that this is a 'successful case of human-animal hybridization in ancient times', then this is true. It's outrageous."

"As you said, we still have to think about it for many years, and we have to keep thinking like this. But don't you think the aroma of this green grass is familiar? It seems to have smelled it somewhere?" He Luan asked.

Chen Wei thought about it carefully for a while, and He Luan went on to say: "When digging fossils by the Palu Zangbo River, there was a 'Jiang Dawang ghost ship' incident, remember? You should not forget. At that time we I smelled a scent of grass and trees. Maybe you didn't pay attention to it at the time, but I always remember it. There is a lantern hanging on the bow of the ghost ship. No matter how high the water rises, the lantern cannot rise. Think about it, is there a This candle? Or is it this one?"

"Why are you talking about that terrible thing again? The days by the Palu Zangbo River left a bad impression on me." Chen Wei said, and he opened his diary while talking, "I have to Take a good look, maybe you have to add something."

He looked up the date, quickly turned to the page that recorded the "ghost ship" incident, took out a pen and added at the end of one of the lines: "I smelled a fragrance during the period, similar to the fragrance of grass and trees, and dissipated with the disappearance of the ghost ship."

"So what do you think is going on here?" He Luan asked, but obviously there would be no answer to this question, "Who do you think saved us?"

"How do I know who it is? Could it be the kind-hearted Nazi? Or some 'King Jiang'? Or some passing farmer? I can't figure it out. I can't figure out a lot of things."

He Luan looked away from the candle, and landed on several boxes full of weapons, and said, "You said it was an old gun from more than ten years ago, right?"

"Yes, absolutely."

"Yeah." He Luan brushed his hair, walked to the table and sat down, picked up tools to repair the communicator.

Chen Wei checked the diary by himself, put it back in its original place, leaned in front of He Luan and asked, "What do you think?"

He Luan raised his head to look at Chen Wei's face, turned around with his iron stick, and said, "A group of people who came here more than ten years ago. Didn't Jiangqu say that my father is not dead, and he is in Gang Rinpoche?" ? Oh well, maybe he saved us? Who knows."

They looked into each other's eyes and suddenly laughed.Chen Wei stood up straight and poured hot water for himself and He Luan respectively, and said, "Yes, who knows."

The blizzard in Beijing arrived on time on the second day after the strong cold air passed through. The meteorological station issued a red alert, predicting that the blizzard would bring immeasurable losses to Beijing, but most people thought it was alarmist.The heavy snow buried the couplets and lanterns at the door, and the ancient trees tied with streamers in the temple were also covered with frost and snow. Those red wishing belts, mahogany plaques and copper bells were all frozen with a layer of ice.Only the bell still rings occasionally, like a gray sigh.

"Sir, there is a consultation meeting at 05:30 in the afternoon, please remember to be there on time." The secretary walked in from the door, his leather shoes making a monotonous sound, "here are some materials just sent back from China, about Tibet , please take a look."

Gu Qichuan was sitting in an office hung with dark green curtains. The gilt wooden chair under him was covered with fabrics from the Orbison Workshop, and the embroidery on it cost a lot of money to maintain every month.He was reading a newspaper, and on the table was a sculpted bust of Augustine.

Hearing this, he turned around, folded the newspaper and put it aside, took the brown paper bag from the secretary, unsealed it, and pulled out a few stacks of paper and some color-printed photos from it.He flipped it over quickly, and at the end he saw a map with a red mark on it.

"Are you sure?" Gu Qichuan frowned, pointed at the red mark with his finger, and looked up at the secretary, "Are you sure this bullet was found in this place?"

The secretary blinked, fixed his glasses, and replied: "Yes, sir, I have repeatedly confirmed with the informant many times, so it must not be wrong...Although this is indeed a bit outrageous."

Gu Qichuan covered the map with his whole hand, and slid a photo over: "This is too outrageous. There is no man's land, who would go there to shoot guns, poach, or smuggle people?"

"None of them is a good thing." The secretary said, "According to the description at the scene, it was a large-scale fire battle, and even planes were involved, because there were craters left by air-dropped bombs on the ground. There were no bodies, so they should have been disposed of. "

"When did it happen? Why didn't I hear any news about such a large firefight? Did the border guards not care?" Gu Qichuan asked. He spread the paper and turned on the computer.

The secretary changed the folder in his hand and said, "I don't know the exact time. The bullet was found at the scene three days ago. According to the remains on the scene, the fighting probably took place five days ago, that is, on March 3th." The media has not reported this incident, it may be a contest between border guards and stowaways, or a cross-border criminal gang."

"Oh, really?" Gu Qichuan said, "Then have you ever thought about why stowaways or cross-border criminal gangs have our bullets? Do you know what this means? We are now a living target."

The secretary was suddenly speechless, and he stood there suddenly not knowing whether he should leave or stay.Gu Qichuan rubbed the space between his brows, waved the secretary out, and asked him to remember to remind himself before the meeting started.The secretary was a little worried, took two steps and then turned around: "Sir, we..."

"We'll be fine. This is just a small prank. I can handle it." Gu Qichuan said, smiling, flipping through the photos as if he didn't care, "You don't have to worry too much, please feel at ease and continue your journey Work."

The secretary left, and he gently closed the door of the office where there were busts of Augustine everywhere.Gu Qichuan let go of his fingers, and those papers and photos slid down on the desk. Behind the dark green curtain was the bay window sandwiched between the Dorian columns, and the snow was sliding outside.

The wood paneling behind it, reaching to the ceiling, gives the room a spacious and lofty look, and the Louis XVI mantelpiece is fringed and decorated with ostrich and bird-of-paradise feathers.Sitting in such a quiet environment, Gu Qichuan tapped his fingers and considered carefully.

He picked up the phone on the table, dialed the number, waited patiently for a while, and finally heard a voice: "Third Master."

Bai Zhu threw off the thin blanket and got out of bed, while listening to the phone.Her voice was hazy from a nap, aged but still sounding smoky and inviting.She was dressed in smoke gray satin, inlaid with ermine, if not for warmth.

"The bullet that framed your son appeared in a no-man's land in Tibet. Judging from the scene, it is probably a good thing done by foreign smugglers or criminal groups. You see, I have to defend myself now."

"A bullet with red crystals injected in front? That's your favorite product. Is the relevant party checking you?" Bai Zhu poured himself a glass of boiled water, sat down at the round table covered with a thick lace tablecloth, and took out a pen and paper to record call content.

"No, the news was blocked. The media didn't report this matter, and the whole country didn't hear a word. I had to rely on informants to get so much information. Someone not only framed your son, but also dragged me into the water, What a vicious bastard."

Bai Zhu knocked on the pen cap, folded his legs, and at his feet was a celadon thin-necked vase from the Yuan Dynasty, inlaid with a gilt handle from the Ekaterina era.She was silent for a while and said: "If it was framed, then someone must have accused you of providing this kind of bullet to the criminal gang."

"Yes, Mrs. Bai, that's why I came to inform you. If I'm accused, your son will be in danger." Gu Qichuan stood up from the seat, opened the curtain to look at the snow, "If you don't want to If you want your son to be court-martialed, you have to prepare in advance."

"We have to make up a good story." Bai Zhu wrote a line on the paper, "I think you will definitely find out the thief who stole the bullet formula, and then make everyone feel better, right?"

"Of course, this is my responsibility. It is a company secret. But the premise is that the person who stole the formula is not your son, and the person who wants to frame me is not talking to me."

"In normal times, you would have made me angry when you said that. But it's different now, and I'm struggling because of this. I've done a lot of shameful things, but I can say that on this matter, I have a clear conscience."

"That would be the best, Mrs. Bai, we are a cooperative relationship. For Bai Yuan's sake, I hope there will be no more disputes between us."

When Bai Zhu heard Bai Yuan's name, she stopped her hands. She turned the pen around, pursed her lips, and said another thing: "In return, I will also tell you a news I just heard from inside. The Minister of the Executive Department submitted his resignation application not long ago."