When I listened to Mr. Chen's story, I was very surprised. So far, not only me, but maybe even professional policemen like Hou Jinheng can't figure out what the invisible murderer is. From my own experience
Cognition, as well as Mr. Chen's last words, I have subconsciously believed that that kind of invisible murderer is something that no one can avoid and contend with.
"Teacher, who saved you at that time?"
"This is a mystery. From that time to now, I have been recalling and thinking about it." Mr. Chen slowly shook his head again and said, "But I still don't know who that person is."
Since the incident in Dayanpo, the nearby mountain people have been demobilized. The team performed a very confidential mission, so the people responsible for the security work were very dedicated, and it was impossible for other outsiders to sneak in. But the person who rescued Mr. Chen and the others
, as if it suddenly emerged from the darkness.
He may have appeared a little late, which resulted in the death of several people responsible for the interpretation. However, it was lucky for Mr. Chen and the others. After this person appeared, he stopped the invisible killing, but the process was quite messy.
That person was very mysterious. From his appearance to his final departure, Mr. Chen almost witnessed the entire process, but Mr. Chen didn't even see what he looked like.
"Teacher, could this person be an acquaintance of you or someone else in the team at that time?" I guessed, "Is he afraid that you would recognize him, so he deliberately concealed his appearance?"
"No, he is not covering up, but I can't see him clearly." Mr. Chen paused and said, "He is a person who can change his face."
"A person who can change his face?" My mind immediately flashed to the unique skill of face-changing in Sichuan Opera, but in a sense, face-changing is also a kind of cover-up, a cover-up for oneself.
"You misunderstood." Mr. Chen corrected: "That's not the face change you imagined."
The man who saved Mr. Chen did not use any mask or other tools. He showed his true face, but he seemed to have a very special ability. All the muscles on his face were as flexible and easy to use as his own fingers.
.The coordinated operation of so many muscles caused his facial features to constantly deform. One second he looked like this, and the next second he looked like another. So when Mr. Chen looked at it from beginning to end, all he saw was that person.
The face kept changing. Therefore, he didn't know who that person was.
This mysterious person who saved the lives of Mr. Chen and other people in critical situations has always been like a god floating in the clouds in the sky in Mr. Chen's mind.
"I have a kind of awe for him, an indescribable awe." Chen Laodao said: "My time is running out, and I don't know how much time there is left for people I can trust. Beifang, you are still young, I want to
I'll give you the things. If one day you meet that person who changes his face, just give the things to him."
After Mr. Chen was rescued, he always had a feeling that this mysterious face-changing man would not completely disappear from his world. Mr. Chen firmly believed that they would definitely meet again. But Mr. Chen's premonition was wrong. From then on
From then on, the face-changing man seemed to disappear from the world and never appeared again.
Mr. Chen is a very sensible person. He never trusts a stranger easily, but the Face-Changing Man left an indelible impression on him. Mr. Chen has a good impression of the Face-Changing Man. He doesn’t know who the Face-Changing Man is, but he doesn’t know who the Face-Changing Man is.
He knew where the other person came from, and he didn't know what his purpose and motives were, but Mr. Chen felt that he was a good person.
The time and place where the Face-Changer appeared implicitly showed that he had considerable knowledge of this matter, so Mr. Chen only hoped that the things he brought back from Dayanpo could be handed over to the Face-Changer.
"Have you ever seen such a person in your life?"
"No." I recalled it carefully, and there was indeed no such thing.
"It has been more than twenty years, and many things have changed. I don't know where that person will be..." Mr. Chen lamented. After passing many people, he will have many feelings, especially at this time.
, I can’t fully understand Mr. Chen’s mood, but I can somewhat understand it.
The appearance of the Face Changers was an experience that Mr. Chen could not forget. After the Face Changers eliminated their danger, they left quickly, probably because they did not want to have contact with anyone in the team. Later, the team responsible for exploring the underground space
He also rushed back. After the two sides met, something unexpected happened again.
Mr. Chen did not elaborate, but I still heard part of the secret. Mr. Chen’s wife was the main person in charge of the interpretation work. When the invisible murderer attacked the team, Mr. Chen’s wife was saved by the face-changing man, but she finally
He died anyway, and died in the accident that followed.
As I thought, Mr. Chen had deep feelings for his wife. His wife's death was the cruelest blow to him. This memory was very painful and unbearable to look back on. Mr. Chen didn't even have the courage to think about it, so
In the days that followed, he was taboo about talking about this.
I feel it is a pity that Mr. Chen's wife died, which was a blow to Mr. Chen. More importantly, she was the person in charge and implementer of the interpretation work at that time. After such a long period of interpretation work, even though she could not fully understand the bird's beak
The meaning of the inscription, but I think it will be somewhat rewarding. Moreover, it can be heard from Mr. Chen’s narration that it was at a very critical moment in the interpretation work that the invisible murderer attacked.
"I don't know if Qingyu deciphered anything. I didn't have time to ask. She...just left."
The situation at that time was so complicated and chaotic, and everyone was fighting against the crisis and trying every means to survive, so Mr. Chen did not have the opportunity to ask his wife what kind of information he had read from the beak inscription. This was a big regret. After the incident passed,
The inscriptions on the stone tripod must have been taken away. No one knows whether the beak inscriptions have been interpreted. But the information interpreted by Mrs. Chen back then was lost.
Mr. Chen has said so much about Dayanpo. He doesn’t want me to fully understand these things. He just wants me to know that the things he brought back from the very important place of Dayanpo are equally important. These things are very important.
It is inappropriate to give to anyone.
"Teacher," I said, "Why don't you hand these things over to the superiors?"
"Beifang, you are still young." Mr. Chen smiled bitterly, and then sighed deeply. Seeing his expression, I immediately understood that in the more than two years after the Dayanpo incident,
Mr. Chen must have encountered something, and those encounters made him lose confidence in his "superiors". Because of this, he would rather hand over his things to the face-changer whom he still doesn't understand well.
Mr. Chen believed in his own intuition, which had lasted for more than twenty years. He believed that it might be most appropriate to hand things over to the Face Changer.
"Northern, this is my charge to you."
I looked at Mr. Chen, who had only half a life left, and his pale and old face, and nodded silently. Any words were redundant. I could only promise him with my eyes that I would try my best.
You must try your best.
"In the future, it's best not to touch anything with a bird's beak inscription on it. I highly suspect that the appearance of the invisible murderer is related to these."
Mr. Chen actually knew very little about the invisible murderer. When the Bird's Beak Cauldron was being transported away in the Western Zhou Dynasty, I felt that Mr. Chen must have done something privately. Because he had been attacked by an invisible murderer, he was familiar with that feeling.
But this feeling is indescribable and he cannot teach it to me. In other words, if one day I am going to face an invisible murderer, I may not be prepared at all.
This means that, perhaps, I will die like Deputy Director Zhou.
"Be sure to keep the scabs I left for you on the bookshelf." Mr. Chen reminded me emphatically: "If at any time you feel that you really can't escape danger, you can eat one. It can temporarily save your life.
"
What Mr. Chen said is almost the same as what Wu Shengli said. This kind of bird droppings has very magical effects. But Mr. Chen also reminded me that scabs must not be eaten randomly. They are life-saving things, and they are also life-saving things.
Once you eat something, if there is no other way to extend your life within a certain period of time, the outcome will be tragic.
"Beifang, that's all I have to explain." Mr. Chen let out a long sigh of relief: "I don't want you to do anything that might bring you danger. I also don't want you to know too much.
, the more you know, the more you will bear.”
"Teacher, don't worry." I felt my eyes and nose were sore at the same time. My nature made me rarely cry in the past years, but looking at Mr. Chen, I recalled his care and concern for me.
,I am very sad.
"I've said all that needs to be said. Now, I want to ask you a question." Mr. Chen said in a kind and gentle tone: "In the past, you often played tricks on me and deceived me. That was just for children.
I don't mind the little tricks, but you have to answer this question truthfully, and you must answer it truthfully."
"Teacher, I will." I can distinguish the importance. At this moment, I will not deceive Mr. Chen in any way.
"Beifang, in the past, before you entered the cultural relics institute, have you seen me?" Chen Laodao said: "Have we met?"
"Huh?" Mr. Chen's question made me stunned. This may not be a problem at all. Although Mr. Chen is older, I believe his memory is still clear. My life experience before entering the Cultural Relics Institute
, he did not participate, but he listened to what I said.
My experience was bumpy but not complicated, and Mr. Chen will never forget it.
"Teacher, no, I have never seen you before." After I was stunned, I answered his question honestly. I don't know how he could think of this boring question.
"Okay." The little light in Mr. Chen's eyes dimmed instantly. He turned his head, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little complicated, a little strange, and a little unpredictable.