Longmen Memoirs

The black-haired oriental young man is sitting on the second floor of the outdoor cafe. On the table is a cup of coffee that has already cooled but is still half full. At his feet is a one-meter-long black box with the BW logo printed on it.

He stared at the peaceful scene in the park, but his thoughts were obviously not there.

The handsome film man climbed up to the second floor of the cafe, looked around the second floor, and stopped at the young man sitting under the umbrella on the balcony.

He walked over and naturally opened the wicker chair opposite the young man. His eyes stayed for a second in front of the long box at the young man's feet and the half-cup of coffee in front of him, and then turned to the young man's face.

"You should have arrived ten minutes ago." The young man's gaze fell on him and he said calmly, showing no emotion or impatience.

Crebo took off the watch from his cuff and saw that the time was 21:21 pm. To be precise, he was [-] minutes late.

"There was an operation that went wrong, and I rushed here right after I got out of the hearing." Kribo explained, tugging at the tight collar of his suit.

"What happened? [-$

"Nothing, I just accidentally blew up half the reservoir." He unbuttoned his cuffs.

"You look busy."

"You are so accurate." Kribo leaned his hand on the table tiredly: "So let's stop talking nonsense and get down to business, Snake."

Chen Mo nodded.

"You have already read the log report that was sent back. Please tell me what you think."

"It's incredible."

"It's just fine. Many spells or deliberately created environments that we don't know yet can produce this phenomenon, but the higher-ups are very concerned about this, and the federation is also preparing to investigate." Kribo said: "One of our The professional team, a total of 13 well-trained elite operators, and a ship with dozens of senior scientific researchers disappeared inexplicably on the sea, and what came back was only a recording of unknown meaning. This result may make The company is facing its biggest loss and credibility crisis since its establishment."

"Because of that old man?"

"Old man? That's right, old man, William Adams." Kribo responded a little slower: "He is one of the few leaders in the field of marine scientific research in Colombia. He is also a professor in several well-known universities and a senior academician of the Academy of Sciences. This old man is in He has considerable influence in politics and scientific research, but after the Explorer lost contact, his old academic friends and the legislators they met all targeted us."

"Then why did Black Steel accept this agreement in the first place?"

"Because the conditions he gave were very attractive, he organized this inspection in a private capacity, and Black Steel is the best security company in the industry. His influence can keep the company on the Financial Street Stock Exchange's stock and There’s a huge space for visibility to rise.”

"So now you regret it."

"It's not you, it's us." Kribo corrected: "I remember that your contract with the company has not expired yet, or that you are already able to compensate for liquidated damages."

Chen Mo shuddered. He had no money to repay the liquidated damages with an unknown number of zeros.

"What do you need me to do if you transfer me from Vaifan?"

"We have sent out another team, but so far we have not recovered any information about them. Unless the thirteen people suddenly got some nerves and controlled the people on the ship and killed the members of the other team, this is what I can The best result I have come up with." Kribo said, pointing to his head: "Otherwise, I can only try to recall those bullshit horror stories I heard when I was a child. Let's see if I can still remember it now. How many."

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Chen Mo asked.

"Yes, I want to tell you, I am just joking with you." Kribo smiled and his expression became serious: "Believe me, I want to do the same, really."

Crebo sighed.

"William's itinerary shows that he has made appointments with a psychiatrist for treatment courses a year ago. After the Explorer incident was concluded, Black Steel's personnel department sent a commissioner to investigate his residence. They found inside Extensive graffiti and symbols pointing to unknown meanings and unregistered Originium stones have led us to conclude that he suffers from severe intermittent mental illness."

"You want to tell me that he is an infected person?" Chen Mo was noncommittal.

"If he was an infected person, he couldn't have hidden it for so long." Kribo replied: "In short, no matter what the Explorer encountered, Black Steel must come up with a satisfactory answer to tell the outside world, whether it is to shirk him Is he an infected person, or is he really an infected person? Without the most sufficient evidence, neither the Source Stone Public Relations Department nor the court can fully characterize this matter just by relying on the information found from his home."

"But the company can no longer bear this kind of loss. We need an investigator to find that damn ship and that damn infected old man who didn't die in the right place."

Crebo said and looked at Chen Mo. The meaning was obvious. The company has decided to find an unlucky person, and that unlucky person is you.

"Infected? What if he's not?"

"Then you should know how to do it," Cribo replied.

"Yes, I know." Chen Mo nodded: "But if I fail to find him, I mean, I may not be able to complete this task."

"Then we will have to find a way to repeat the Maine incident. Black Steel's international market and reputation will face a severe test." Kribo replied in a deep voice. "You have to figure out where he went, what he did, what he got. The federal government hasn't taken action yet, but I don't think they will hesitate for long."

"You mean..." Chen Mo frowned slightly.

"I didn't say anything." Kribo shook his head slightly: "In short, you have only one purpose, to find Adams, and if you can bring back the information in his hands."

"Last question, what can I get?" Chen Mo asked.

"What do you want?" Cribb asked.

"I have to think about it carefully." Chen Mo said, and then asked: "When should I set off."

"You can do it at any time." Kribo took out a car key from his bag and put it on the table: "Everything you need is in the car below."

PS: A road-style adventure story for two people

Three: Hunters and Secret Agents

When you finally emerge from the water after experiencing a long period of darkness, and the moment you open your eyes, the brilliant starry sky drips from your eyes, the boundless waves brush against your cheeks, your tears and the taste of your hometown are all salty.

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June 89, 7, Crystalline Era

Linhai Mobile City Salt Lake City

It is undoubtedly a foolish thing to sail to the sea alone. Most of the crew have no experience of going deep into the ocean, and the natural disasters and storms on the ocean are not suitable for people on land. Except for a few people, few people will do it because of a fantasy. Leave your life to the vast and unfamiliar ocean in front of Chen Mo.

The fog arrived as expected.

Black Steel obviously takes this operation seriously enough. They have already lost two members of their elite team and even faced huge financial losses as a result. The credibility of the industry will also be affected to varying degrees. decline, for PMCs like Black Steel, the latter is far more important than the former.

Chen Mo stood in front of the ship that had prepared supplies. At the moment the fog came, the medium-sized merchant ship hired by Black Steel lowered its anchor.

Kribo patted Chen Mo on the shoulder.

"You only have one week. After one week, we will follow the signal from the sending device to pick you up and come back alive. Otherwise, in order to avoid that guy Sfeldt, I have to consider early retirement." Kribo looked a little worried. .

"Then you'd better think about what to do when you retire." Chen Mo replied half-jokingly, sorting out the dagger he carried on his tactical vest and the scabbard behind him.

A thin fog enveloped the merchant ship, and the scenery further ahead could not be seen clearly. The fog appeared so strangely that even from a distance, the fog on the sea could not be seen at all.

"What's in the fog?" Chen Mo asked.

"I also want to know what's inside." Cribo replied looking at the mist. "This fog blocks the radio signal. The outside is fine, but once it goes deep, it is impossible to make contact with the inside."

"You tried."

"of course."

"You can come in with me."

"If you don't want to swim back when you come out, I can consider it."

Chen Mo climbed onto the ship.Give the crane worker a thumbs up to indicate that the crane can start lowering.

The small assault boat hung on the side of the ship slowly lowered into the water.

"I'm leaving." Chen Mo said to the communicator. Kribo stood on the side of the ship and looked down at Chen Mo on the assault boat, but even at such a close distance, he could only see a blurry black figure in the fog.

The fog was gradually thickening like a living creature, sweeping towards them.

"Don't die, snake."

Kribo's voice came to Chen Mo's ears along with the roar of the engine. The black boat in the fog rushed into the depths of the thick fog. Kribo could no longer see the direction of the small boat, and the fog As if he could isolate the sound, he couldn't even hear the sound of the assault boat.

"Inform the captain and return immediately. We have to leave this area quickly."

Kribo hurriedly gave the order. He grasped the removed communicator with his left hand pressed against the side of the ship and looked at the direction in which the boat disappeared. The heavy anchor was slowly pulled up, and the merchant ship began to turn, before the fog completely discovered them. , leave this silent place of death.

Chen Mo was sitting on the black assault boat.

As he went deeper, his emotions gradually began to calm down. He couldn't see the direction in the fog, so he could only choose a direction to move forward based on his intuition.

In fact, Chen Mo didn't have much hope in finding the missing Explorer as Kribo said. The successive losses of Black Steel also made him realize the strangeness of this incident.

But Chen Mo had no choice. Although mercenaries are not soldiers and do not need to obey absolute orders, mercenaries do not mean freedom. Black Steel transferred him back to Colombia from Vaifan, so Chen Mo naturally did not refuse the mission. Rights, otherwise if all dangerous tasks can be accepted, then what is the necessity and value of mercenaries?

Chen Mo could no longer hear the sound of sea water in his ears. Even though he was so close to the engine, he still couldn't hear the roar of the engine. However, the sea water splashing on both sides of the boat clearly told him that he was still moving forward. , the engine did not shut down.

The sea water in the mist was calm without any ripples. Chen Mo had to slow down the speed of the boat to avoid hitting any unknown objects or rocks midway.

He hoped it would be the latter, and if it was the former, Chen Mo wouldn't mind trying whether it was dead or alive.

Silent silence seems to drive people crazy, and strange scenes can even cause people who are constantly stressed under such circumstances to experience so-called auditory hallucinations and visions under high pressure.

Some of the recordings sent back by the Explorer all showed that everyone on the ship suffered a serious mental breakdown and exhaustion at that time.

Sailing time is six hours later.

The fog ahead still showed no sign of dissipating, and Chen Mo also stayed in this strange silence for six hours. Calculated according to the time before departure, it should have been night by this time, but the fog was still pale, there was no night, and there was no darkness. There is no daylight.

Chen Mo began to feel a little worried. He couldn't even think of how to leave the fog. The fog seemed to have no end. Chen Mo stopped the boat.

The boat floated alone in the pale. While Chen Mo used the materials on the boat to replenish his strength and water, he took out the dagger from his waist and put it into the sea water.

The dagger stirred up the sea water and caused ripples, but after Chen Mo withdrew the dagger, the sea water quickly returned to calm. He tried to shout, but the sound did not disappear, but of course there was no response in the silence.

The 21st hour of sailing.

Everything is calm, there are no sudden scenes, no sudden hallucinations, no people, no sounds, only fog, and the pale fog still cannot see the end.

Chen Mo didn't have any chance to sleep, and his originally tense spirit began to relax. This strange fog did not pose any crisis. At least so far, Chen Mo had not encountered any crisis, but he still did not dare to fall asleep. Chen Mo thought that if If the scene in front of him repeats itself for a few more days or longer, he will have to find a way to rest for a night before the supplies are exhausted.

The 32st hour of sailing.

Black Steel's operators have all received professional anti-stress and anti-reconnaissance training, but the training does not include maintaining their composure and calmness in the face of the strange white mist. Yes, Chen Mo's mind began to unavoidable because Repeated, unchanged scenes make me feel tired, and this fatigue seems to be continuously amplified by the scenes in front of me.

But Chen Mo still couldn't hear any sound, so he saw different things.

The 48st hour of sailing.

Chen Mo began to suspect that he might have been spinning in place, but he could not find any reference. But if he was not sailing in place, how could he not leave this area at the speed of the boat within two days.

Chen Mo had to face a problem that was even more worrying than running out of supplies. Before leaving this area, whether the boat and the fuel it carried were enough to support him from floating in this endless fog.

He wasn't prepared to be a stinking corpse in this fog.

Chapter 1 Police Badge

I was born in Longmen, an ordinary middle-class family. My father was a police officer in the Guards Bureau of Longmen District [-], and my mother was a music teacher at a private training institution in District [-].

They are the 13th batch of immigrants from the Yan Kingdom who immigrated to Longmen after the opening up policy.

My father has always hoped that I can inherit his career, but my mother is usually opposed to this. In her opinion, it is enough for our family to have a police officer, so she has always hoped that I can live a safe and ordinary life. .

But people will always encounter all kinds of setbacks and tribulations in this life. Maybe it is fate, and I failed to live according to their ideas and become the kind of person they wanted me to be.

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June 1076, 12, Crystalline Era

It snowed heavily all night last night.

The sunshine in the winter morning was just right. He entered the house through a corner of the window sill. The shirts hanging on the clothes rack on the balcony had just been dried. The room looked warm and comfortable under the temperature of the air conditioner. Chen Mo sat on the sofa and looked at her busy back. There were sweat stains on my forehead, and I was immersed in the calmness of the morning and the winter sunshine, but I didn't expect that this short morning would become the time I would miss the most in the future.

He kept wondering if everything would have gone on a different trajectory if he hadn't opened that door that day.

However, he didn't need to think about it. He knew that he couldn't change anything. What should come will always come, and what should be escaped can never be escaped.

The doorbell rang softly, and the woman standing on the window sill turned around. She was not very beautiful, but just virtuous and intellectual.

"Xiao Mo, go and open the door."

"okay."

Chen Mo put down the remote control, jumped off the sofa and opened the door.

Outside the door were two men wearing black uniforms. Chen Mo recognized this kind of uniform. It was the uniform of the early Guards Bureau police officers. In his memory, the man often came back wearing the same clothes.

They lowered their heads and looked at Chen Mo with a hint of guilt and intolerance. Chen Mo suddenly felt a little at a loss. He knew what such eyes meant, but even so, he didn't dare to think about it.

"Who are you looking for?" Chen Mo raised his head and asked. Maybe there was a trace of luck in his heart that allowed him to say such a thing.

"You are Inspector Chen's son, Xiao Mo, right?"

"En." Chen Mo nodded.

"We are your dad's colleagues, Merry Christmas Xiao Mo."