Abyss

Jiang Xuanye wrapped his bare, muscular arms around Linqian's neck and moved closer, "You can't really be Commander Jiang's illegitimate son, can you? Then we are brothers."

There was a time when Linqian felt that the relationship between himself and Lin Qiubai was just that they had the same uncommon surname.Lin Qiubai lives in his imagination, he can only figure out what kind of person his father is from the monthly letter.After all, Jiang Chao's description of Lin Qiubai is mixed with a lot of personal emotions, it is not very objective, it can only be used as a reference, and it cannot be fully believed.However, it is such a scientist who is enough to leave a name in history, Linqian can't find any clues about him on the Internet.

In the diving room, apart from the computer that is turned on around the clock, the only light source is a small retro desk lamp on the table, which also uses a tungsten bulb, which emits a dim yellow light with warmth; the room is not big, but this A small table lamp is somewhat reluctant to provide enough light for the room, but Linqian thinks it makes him feel comfortable, and there is nothing unclear.

Lin Qian placed the two pages of letter paper on the writing desk directly under the light, so that Jiang Xuanye could see the words on them clearly, and then stretched out his hand to push back his hair, which was still wet after taking a bath, to prevent it from getting wet. drops of water splashing on stationery.Lin Qiubai has always used a fountain pen to write letters, and once dripped with water ink, it is easy to smudge.

Jiang Xuanye stretched his head over Linqian's shoulder to have a look, and the letter was nothing more than those parents' sloppy words.Due to the confidentiality of work, Lin Qiubai's family letters always only mention some family affairs.In the beginning, Jiang Xuanye would take a look at it out of curiosity, it was something that happened when he was a child, and after a long time, he felt bored and stopped watching it.Looking at it now, Jiang Xuanye, who has received a complete nine-year compulsory education, couldn't help blurting out, "What is this writing, it doesn't make sense."

Hearing what he said, Linqian was not angry. "I also find it strange why a geologist who has studied in Germany for many years would say such illogical words."

Jiang Xuanye asked, "It's always been like this?"

Lin Qian shook his head, "No. Everything was normal before, about half a year ago, the content of the letter began to lack logic. It was also at that time that I began to suspect that the person who wrote the letter was not my father at all."

Jiang Xuanye patted Lin Qian's shoulder and said, "Think of the best in everything. Maybe it's dementia? Right, after all, they are so old."

Lin Qian raised his eyebrows and ignored him, then lowered his head and fell into deep thought.Alzheimer's disease is impossible. In Lin Qiubai's letters in the last six months, not only did his language fail to understand, but he also told him a very unpopular fairy tale in the letter.He has never heard of this story, but it does have continuity. If it is really a person with a brain problem, it is difficult to do it.At the same time, because of this mythical story full of dark and cold colors, Linqian felt that things were even more strange.

After a while, Lin Qian raised his head and said, "I want to see my father."

In the past twenty years, due to the special nature of their work, Lin Qian and Lin Qiubai could only maintain the most primitive communication method, and they didn't feel anything after a long time.But now that we have entered the developed Internet era, as long as there is an Internet, it is easy to meet each other.

Lin Qian made up his mind on this idea, he couldn't help being a little excited, and didn't sleep well all night.He even felt the moonlight coming in through the window while he was half asleep and half awake, rippling brightly on his cheeks.

When Lin Qian woke up the next morning, Jiang Xuanye had already gone out.Although he is Commander Jiang's son, Jiang Xuanye has never lived a day that a young master should live.Jiang Chao has never been stingy in buying a car or a house for Linqian, but his attitude towards Jiang Xuanye is self-reliance. Even the "control of food and housing" is what Jiang Xuanye begged with his nose and tears, otherwise he would really just I can sleep on the street.So in order to make a living, Jiang Xuanye had to work everywhere, Linqian has long been used to this situation of going out before dawn.

Although Jiang Chao has been retired from the army and has been at home for many years, he still maintains his work and rest time in the army, and must get up at six o'clock every morning.After Linqian washed, adjusted his hair, changed his clothes and went downstairs, Jiang Chao was already sitting at the table reading the newspaper and waiting for him.I don't know where this newspaper came from. I just heard that the Huashang Morning News that Jiang Chao used to read had ceased publication some time ago.

Seeing Lin Qian coming down, Jiang Chao's eyes full of vicissitudes were shining brightly, and he hurriedly greeted, "Come on, come on, soy milk fritters, I specially asked Xiao Liu to buy them at the gate of your high school."

Hearing this, Linqian felt his heart warm.When he was in his third year of high school, Jiang Chao had not yet discharged from the army, but he got up two hours earlier every day and drove [-] to [-] kilometers to send Linqian to school.It was cold in winter, so Jiang Chao bought a cup of soy milk and two deep-fried dough sticks at the school gate to warm Linqian's hands.At the same time, Jiang Xuanye was lying in the dormitory of the university, shivering because Jiang Chao forgot to remit his living expenses and had no money to buy hot water.

Sit down in front of the dive, and now you can't directly hold the fritters in your hands, but hold them with chopsticks, so you can't feel its temperature; take a bite, it is still crispy.Thinking of his proposal to make a video call with his father, although Linqian was smiling, he had already instantly simulated various possible situations in his mind.This also made him think of what Jiang Xuanye said to him last night.I'm afraid not, he said.

Linqian still tried his best to speak quietly, "Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Chao looked at Linqian with a kind smile, "What's wrong?"

Lin Qian said, "If it's convenient, I'd like to make a video call with my father. Or make a phone call."

Lin Qian was a little nervous waiting for this person who has always been responsive to him to nod in agreement, but he faintly felt that it would not be so simple.Sure enough, Jiang Chao's face suddenly became gloomy. Although he tried his best not to show it, he could still feel the change in the atmosphere.

Jiang Chao said, "No, it's not convenient for Qiubai."

Lin Qian didn't continue to send out the request, but smiled obediently, and continued to eat breakfast, during which time he didn't mention anything about Lin Qiubai, just chatting casually about trivial matters.On the one hand, he understands that the man who has raised him instead of his father for more than 20 years will never change his words and decisions easily, at least not because of anyone's soft-heartedness; Such an answer would suffice, enough to illustrate the point.

After the meal, Linqian still rolled up his shirt sleeves as usual and went to the balcony on the second floor to water each of Jiang Chao's potted flowers, and then he left after a few thoughtful instructions such as "don't worry too much and rest more".Jiang Chao didn't say anything else, he stood at the gate and watched him leave as he did every time he sent Lin Qian away, while Chi Nai squatted next to Jiang Chao's legs and looked at him like that.Looking in the rearview mirror, Lin Qian couldn't help but feel that the figure of the old man was a bit lonely.

There were not many cars on the way back to the city, and Linqian drove casually, and my mood gradually calmed down.No matter what the reason is, the more he is not allowed to talk to Lin Qiubai, the more it shows that there is a problem.It's just that Jiang Chao's path doesn't seem feasible at the moment, so he can only find another way and figure it out by himself.Well, it saves the old man from worrying.Thinking of this, Linqian changed direction and drove towards the archives.

The archives were originally located in the city center, but now they have been moved to the new district because of the new urban planning.And some big companies are also in the new area. Although it is the weekend, there are quite a lot of cars going to the new area at this time of the morning.Linqian is not in a hurry, it doesn’t matter if you arrive early or late, just follow the traffic and slowly move forward.When passing by the traffic policeman on duty at the intersection who was gesturing, Linqian somehow felt that the gesture seemed to say "hey, givemefive" to him, so he happily stretched out his arms from the car window and gave the traffic policeman a high-five.Not only was he stopped by the traffic police, but also checked his driver's license and tested his alcohol content. It was finally determined that this person was just mentally ill. After a lot of persuasion and education, he let him go.

The young traffic police comrades are a little confused. Are modern young people under so much pressure?Wearing a suit and leather shoes, and a good-looking talent, how can this spirit...

It was almost noon when we arrived at the archives. The cold wind in the archives was blowing and Linqian still felt a little hungry, so he couldn't help thinking about finding Jiang Xuanye for something to eat at night.

The archives are newly built, with complete internal facilities and a high level of technology, but for a person who can't even be found online, there is little hope of finding him in the archives.Lin Qiubai should have been taken away for so-called scientific research long before he was born, that is, 25 years ago.It still takes a lot of effort to find materials from more than 20 years ago in the huge archives. After all, those materials should still be paper-based at the time, even if they are included in the electronic index. It is not easy to ask for it.In fact, I didn't hold out much hope for the dive.

According to the electronic index, all the materials of the 90s of the last century are stored in a small room in the southwest corner of the top floor.But when Linqian found the room, he found that the door was locked.Lin Qian pulled the doorknob vigorously when there was no one around, but the wooden door, which looked fragile, was extraordinarily strong, and remained motionless under Lin Qian's pull.

Lin Qian thought in his heart that he didn't have the hands-on ability anymore.So half an hour later, Jiang Xuanye arrived at the battlefield with a motorcycle helmet between his arms as expected.

"That's it?" Jiang Xuanye still looked down on the wooden door.

Lin Qian nodded, "That's it." Then he looked at Jiang Xuanye back and forth and said, "Why don't you bring any tools? Your Majesty, are you going to level A?"

"I'm installing a system for someone. It would be great if I can come here. What tools do you want me to bring? Look, I have a system disk here, do you use it? Open it." Jiang Xuanye said.

Linqian obediently moved away from the wooden door, while letting him in the wind, while watching how he opened the door.I saw Jiang Xuanye brushing the hair covering his eyes in front of him, roughly looking at the structure of the door lock, then grasping the doorknob with both hands and pressing down, pushing hard on his shoulders, the door unexpectedly opened after a crisp sound. opened.

The two quickly got into the house, afraid of being discovered, they didn't even dare to turn on the lights, and only used their mobile phones to look for them.It seems that no one has been in this room for a long time, and there is a thin layer of dust everywhere.It is the first time for Lin Qian to do such sneaky things at such a young age. There is no order at all, and he just looks through them one by one.On the contrary, Jiang Xuanye was familiar with the road, turned over the places he thought were more likely one by one, and finally stopped at the lowest floor of a shelf.

"Old Lin," Jiang Xuanye called out, "Is your father's surname Lin?"

Lin Qian was speechless, "The emperor is wise."

Jiang Xuanye asked again, "Is it called Lin Qiubai?"

Lin Qian hurriedly took the file bag in Jiang Xuanye's hand, there were about a dozen names on it, and Lin Qiubai was among them; when he opened the file bag, there was a booklet with a blue cover and a small stack of documents inside, paper Yellowed and thin and brittle to the touch, it should have been around for a while.On the cover of the booklet, there are four words - Black Tail Project.

"That's it." Lin Qian said, and after flipping through it in a hurry, he put the booklet and documents back into the file bag, and wrapped the file bag into Jiang Xuanye's windbreaker - he wears a windbreaker all year round .The two planned to escape from this dark crime scene first.However, Linqian pushed the door but it didn't open, Jiang Xuanye said "I'll come." Then he pushed hard, the door was still silent and motionless in the darkness.

This time it really can't be opened.Jiang Xuanye looked back at Lin Qian with his mobile phone on his face and said quietly, "The door was locked from the outside."