Her investigation was in the right direction and soon made progress. Among the many missing person revelations, she discovered the young man we caught that day.

According to the description of the missing person, this young man also ran away from home, not mentally or physically. He is an adult. The adult voluntarily ran away when he is healthy, and the police cannot file a case.

The family members went to the newspaper to publish a message of missing someone, but they never found it. From the perspective of time, Baozi met a girl later than a young man and was infected with "white disease" for a short time, but suddenly died suddenly. Could it be that the virus carried by "white" has some individual differences?

Baozi’s cousin may have died because of the unknown virus. I asked Chen Qinghan to ask and remind the people in charge of this case not to be infected by accident.

Young people and young girls are like they have albinism. They are both humans, and the infectiousness of "white diseases" must be taken seriously.

Xiaohong installed surveillance at the construction site, and it was all "invisible". Baiyun closely monitored the movements there. The city was large, but there were people everywhere, and there were eyes. Bai wanted to avoid other people's eyes, so there were not many optional activity locations.

So Baiyun believes that they will not give up a meeting place easily unless the place may be exposed.

But last time I only asked Xiaohong to follow him and watch from a distance, making them think that the construction site had not been discovered. Moreover, no one has ever been there except Xiaohong quietly went in these days.

Xiaohong is not a "biology". It has no smell or temperature. As long as you don't leave footprints, its actions can almost be perfect.

I say almost, because it has entities, can be seen by other surveillance or naked eyes, and if it comes and goes without a trace like an invisible person, it will be perfect.

Xiaohong said it was sure that there was no other monitoring at the construction site, but there was a thermal sensor in a hidden corner and it was in a working state. If something with temperature passed by, it should sound an alarm.

Xiaohong can control body temperature. It installs surveillance under the eyelid of the heat sensor, but it escapes without any hesitation.

It was tiptoed when it was moving, like a ballerina, with only a few small round pits left on the ground. Even if someone found these marks, it would not be thought of as footprints, or at least not human footprints.

Xiaohong successfully completed the task and Baiyun got the first video. Just as Chen Qinghan and I were on the train back to the capital, the surveillance camera at the construction site captured the video of "Bai" meeting them offline.

"Bai" dressed the same as last time, but the person I met this time was not the young man. They met a middle-aged woman with obvious head-up and crow's feet, and what remained unchanged was her albino symptoms.

The woman's hair and eyebrows were all white, and she saluted respectfully to the members of "white" with a pious look on her face.

Bai Yun sent me the video and I sent it to Chen Qinghan, asking him if he could use the video to expose it to the police.

Chen Qinghan said that it was not necessary, and it would be handed over to our association in the end.

To put it simply, if it is a human being, it will naturally be subject to the police. If it is not a human being, then we have to.

Chen Qinghan applied for the "tracking" talisman from the unit, hoping that Xiaohong could go there again and we would set up a long line to catch big fish.

There are only a few "whites" who appear on the construction site. Catching them will alarm other members. When they hide in the crowd, it will be like a rock sinking into the sea. It will be difficult to find them out again.

So Chen Qinghan suggested that we find the old nest of "white". I think so too, but I don't have tools at hand and can't track targets for a long distance. It would be great if I have a tracking talisman.

Chen Qinghan applied for a tracking trumpet, he should take over the investigation, but after he held the new task meeting, he was preparing to go on a business trip.

He was going to dig the grave of our tribe again, and I took over the investigation task for him.

We don't know whose tomb they found, but he said he would send me a clue when there was a clue on the scene.

He brought buns to facilitate the interpretation of the "Tiannian's Essay". From this point of view, there should be things like inscriptions in the tomb.

There are more than a few people in my clan who have identities, as well as seniors and juniors. There are actually many ancient tombs that have not been discovered.

The ones recorded by the unit are mostly the tombs of unknown people, with few large tombs.

He only stayed in the capital for one day and set off again. He left as soon as he left and insisted that I send him off. We were "going farewell" at the station. The morning sunlight coated the lovers who were embracing each other with a light golden color.

Coupled with a sour poem, it is the "farewell picture" posted by Baozi in his Moments. She is not old, but she is an old literary young woman.

Before Chen Qinghan got into the car, I asked him if he needed it or not. He ran after the car for a few steps. He waved his hand coldly and turned around, as if he didn't want to talk to me.

The buns followed closely, reassured me that when I went out, she would act as a weed protector, and any flowers that were close to Chen Qinghan would be crushed by her hard work.

I patted her on the shoulder and asked her to eat less pickled pepper chicken feet.

I got on the car with one big and one small, so I returned to the archives. I had less work recently, so I usually check old archives in the archives.

It just so happened that there was nothing to do today. After I finished the work at hand, I plunged into the old archives.

Handwritten files were not easy to recognize. In those days, those who held fountain pens basically had good handwriting, but the styles were somewhat different. Some were written in a flying and phoenix manner, which was particularly eye-catching.

One by one, one by one, the cases in the old files were also bizarre. After reading through the morning, I poured out a booklet from a file bag.

This is a working diary. Whose work diary will be used as archives?

I opened the booklet under the trend of curiosity, and there was no signature in it, so I don’t know who its owner was.

Moreover, the whole booklet is only thirty pages. If one page is a day, at most one month, either its owner only works in the unit for one month, or it has other companions.

There is another possibility that the owner of the booklet believes that these thirty days are the most important, and there is a need to record them. It seems that many girls write love diaries, but they don’t remember them when they are not in love.

The date marked on the booklet is not from the beginning of the month to the end of the month. The date on the first page is July 17th, in the year of Dinghai. I took out my mobile calendar and checked it, it was 1947.

This booklet looks not that old. I turned to the bottom page and looked at it. The production date was 1983.

So this is what the later generations or parties re-copied many years later?!

It is worth copying again, it must be very important.

I started reading content. On the morning of July 17, the owner of the booklet heard a news about the Roswell incident in the beautiful country.

At that time, who would care about what landing far away from the ocean? But the owner of the booklet was concerned, so he and she made special records for this. The local newspaper reported that a fallen flying saucer was found in Roswell.

The word "UFO" was specially circled and a question mark was placed next to it.

I thought this question mark was that the person who wrote the diary did not understand the meaning of the word, but when I looked down, I knew I was slapped in the face again.

The diary wrote a sentence below: Are they from the same civilization as what I see?

I yelled in my heart, but I didn't expect that in that era, there were still witnesses from UFO in China.

Maybe there was only news, no pictures, and the owner of the diary didn't know what the flying saucer looked like on the other side of the ocean, but he and she drew the one he saw.

Before I read the text content, I thought the picture below was a sea urchin or a hairy chestnut. After reading the text, I realized that this thing was an UFO.

Could it be that the owner of the diary mistakenly regards the sea urchin flying into the sky as a ufo?

Not to mention that sea urchins cannot fly into the sky, any living creature has dreams, and there is a possibility of realization if it is realized.

The real version of Dumboy, the flying sea urchin, the dreamer in the ocean, was mistakenly recognized as an alien aircraft by the rare and strange humans...

How bizarre and tortuous this story!

However, the owner of the diary is like a master of nesting dolls. The page on the back of the sea urchin ufo was written, and the creature in the flying saucer had come down to communicate with him.

And he took him to a strange world, spent a while, and the time he spent was not in the diary, he was captured by unknown creatures, and he was not worthy of writing down his life in another world. I was even more curious about the contents behind this booklet.

He contacted his classmates and friends and said that they were good brothers, so I was sure that he was a male.

He shared the news and hoped that his good brother would help him. He wanted to build a flying saucer to study.

"Is this a dream comedy?" I unconsciously said what I thought.

The craziest head of state to study this thing requires a team, a team of the world's top scientists.

The owner of the booklet obviously wanted to do it alone and asked his best friend for help.

Who is his good friend? David Copperfield? No matter how powerful the magic is, it is useless. He should have magic and find a magician, such as Harry Potter.

Just as I was complaining, my eyes moved down and I saw the last sentence he wrote, he was very happy because his good brother promised to help him.

Ah... What kind of fairy friendship is this? His good brother is Harry Potter?!

The story of the Stealing UFO duo unfolds here. I think I can stop watching movies with this booklet.

This booklet has changed from an old archive to an early magical and science fiction complex novel. Except for the first page, the words at the back are particularly small, because there are many contents, so I don’t know why I don’t need a big book when copying it again.

The owner of the diary mentioned that his good brother liked to call him "Three Crazy". He wrote this sentence with self-deprecating words, "The sky is crazy, the earth is crazy, and the people are crazy, why can't he be crazy?"

San Ceng and his good brother San Guang, he specifically emphasized that San Guang was the Taoist name of his good brother. From this point of view, the person who promised to help him steal the flying saucer was a Taoist priest.

Of course, between the lines, I can probably see that this Taoist Master Sanguang is not a serious Taoist priest, but it feels more like a demon Taoist, but this is normal. Who can help him steal the flying saucer?

I just want to know that they didn’t have the most secret information, and this news must not be visible from the official news.

So I quickly browsed the contents below and they smuggled from China to beautiful beauty, and they used no less than ten kinds of spells during this period.

For example, ground-breaking technique, wall-breaking technique, head-flying technique...

On the way, the old Taoist chopped his head, meditated, flew out to the prison, like Shen Gongbao in the List of Gods.

Because Sanmai was caught by the pirates halfway, Sanguang flew his head to save people and fought against the pirates.

The content is as 'fiction' as it can be. I picked up the file bag and looked at the cover carefully. I thought, was it because the unit made a mistake? I believe such content?

The red seal on the cover is a confirmed "text file", not a draft of the novel, nor a relic of a mentally ill person.

I decided to read it again when I was bored, take the contents from page to page, put the booklet back into the file bag and put it back into the cabinet.

After spending three days in the old archives, I finally found a clue. It was a file from 1981. The seniors in the unit got a cowhide scroll, which recorded a short story similar to the Peach Blossom Land.

It was said that there was a fisherman in the Tang Dynasty who fished on the sea with people. Their boat was not small at that time, but when encountering a big storm, it was a small boat, and nothing could be blocked.

The fisherman thought he was dead, the boat was swallowed by wind, rain and huge waves, and he fell into the sea and lost consciousness.

But in a trance, I felt that my body had not sunk into the sea, shaking, as if it was still on the boat.

Of course there was no other boat in such an environment. He tried hard to open his eyes, as if he saw himself on the back of a giant tortoise.

The turtle was too big, much bigger than their fishing boats. The giant turtle carried him through the wind and waves. He could not describe his mood at that time, and he was so scared that he shrank into a ball.

Finally he was carried to an island where there were only men, no women, no elderly or children among the men. The fisherman spoke to them, and both sides could not speak the language. The islander ate him a fruit, and he immediately understood their language.

The fisherman told them where they came from, wanted to go home, and asked them if they had a boat.

The islanders said they didn't know what a boat was, and they also wanted to leave the island and go to the outside world to see it.

The fisherman taught them how to build ships. He was also a skilled person. He was not an ordinary fisherman. At least he could write, and had good language organization skills and writing skills.

The fisherman's previous life story is not mentioned in the cowhide scroll, but only writes that he and the islanders work together to build a boat. The island is like a paradise. The fisherman is quite happy to live on it, but he misses his family in the distance. So although the paradise is good, he still feels like returning home.

The fisherman finally took the island country to leave on a boat and returned to his hometown. Of course, they did not have a smooth journey. They encountered many dangers and twists and turns. Later, they were rescued by another fishing boat and were able to get on the shore.

The process is omitted. The fisherman mentioned in the story that these islanders had no companions. After landing, they were dispersed and said they wanted to go to various countries and ethnic groups to choose suitable companions and reproduce.

Several years later, in the late Tang Dynasty, in order to avoid war, the fisherman wanted to take his family to Taoyuan Island, but he searched for nothing and had to go to other countries.
Chapter completed!