The Secret History of Mars

When Yuan Yizhou entered Lin Die's dressing room, the makeup artist was applying eye makeup on her. Lin Die closed her eyes and could only hear someone coming in and out, but she didn't know who it was. So she didn't stop talking to Jia Liang: "If I hadn't been on duty, I wouldn't have bothered to come to your show. I have to be a guest on your show. It's too tiring." Lin Die complained to Jia Liang.

Jia Liang turned his back to the door, focusing on his dream lover Lin Die. Naturally, he did not immediately notice Yuan Yizhou entering the door. He responded: "Okay, we Xiaodie, thank you for your hard work. This suit is so beautiful." , What a pity it has been hanging in the cloakroom! Isn’t this...Yizhou?! Are you done so soon?" Jia Liang looked up from the makeup mirror and saw Yuan Yizhou standing behind him, and said loudly and exaggeratedly, obviously reminding Lin Die, don't continue the topic just now.

Yuan Yizhou also noticed his abnormal behavior, smiled meaningfully and said, "Is there something wrong with you two? It's so mysterious!"

Jia Liang was a bit caught off guard by the question, and looked at Lin Die with pleading eyes, "Didn't I tell Senior Brother Yuan in the elevator?" Lin Die was generous and frank, without any hesitation, "My main task here today is to help you. Is finding Xing Meng a big deal?"

Lin Die's rhetorical question made Yuan Yizhou somewhat passive. After clearing his throat, he replied: "Do you know where Xing Meng is?"

"I don't know." Lin Die answered frankly.

"Then how can you help me find her?" Yuan Yizhou was confused.

"I have the key to let you enter the Miemeng Gallery!" Lin Die always acted unconventionally, and was so straightforward that Yuan Yizhou didn't know how to respond.

"The key to Miemeng Gallery!" Yuan Yizhou repeated.

"Yes, senior brother Yuan, don't you want to go to Mie Meng Gallery to meet Ye Qinghe?" Lin Die asked provocatively.

"Do you know Ye Qinghe?"

"Is there a problem? Why don't I recognize the big buyer of our auction house?"

"Where's the key?"

"Here!" Lin Die took out a silver-white envelope from the small Chanel sachet that she carried with her, held it between two fingers, and handed it to Yuan Yizhou.

Yuan Yizhou took the envelope, opened it, and took out a card from it. On the front of the card was a picture of the stars and universe similar to the last page of the Miemeng Gallery catalogue. On the back of the card was a series of seemingly ordinary addresses:

"No. 1, Dayun South Road, Jiexiong North Street."

Under this string of small words, occupying almost half of the back of the card, there is a line of words written in bold:

"Shiyiji 2023-03-30T10:30:30Z."

"Is this the key to Miemeng Gallery?" Yuan Yizhou asked without knowing why.

"Well, you can only go in alone, and you can only open the door at the time marked on the key." Lin Die explained.

Only then did Yuan Yizhou realize that the second half of the bold words was the cosmic time, March 30, 2023, which is the day after tomorrow. T represents the time separator, 10:30 minutes and 30 seconds, and Z represents the standard time zone. But what does Shi Yi Ji mean?

"You have thirty seconds to open the door. The key will be invalid at 10:31." Lin Die continued, "The address marked on the key can be found on the map, but the address of the key is different every time the Miemeng Gallery invites you. , there is no point in looking for an address without time!" Lin Die said here, paused for a while, she knew that Yuan Yizhou had many questions.

"Are you saying that Miemeng Gallery existed at a specific time and at a specific address?" Yuan Yizhou tried to understand what Lin Die said just now.

"It can be said that everything actually exists in a specific time and space. Just like you can never step into the same river, Miemeng Gallery just added time coordinates to its key. Ye Qinghe wants to meet there. You probably have a reason.”

"What does Shi Yiji mean?" Yuan Yizhou did not give up a clue.

"I'm not very sure either. You have to ask Ye Qinghe about this." Lin Die said frankly.

"Ye Qinghe asked you to give this to me? Why the day after tomorrow?"

"You know it, who else could it be if she wasn't her? She said that your Luo Tang suit will be delivered to your residence tomorrow, and you need to wear it when you go to Mie Meng Gallery." Lin Die was still straightforward.

"Luo Tang clothes? You mean the clothes made by Fei Yu's Luo Tang Qingyi Pavilion for Miemeng Gallery? Clothes with the same fabric as yours?" Yuan Yizhou's brain was spinning rapidly.

"Yes, for your own safety when entering and exiting Miemeng Gallery, it is best to wear Luotang clothes." Lin Die suggested.

"The Luo Tang suit you are wearing today, could it be that..."

"Yes, I just came back from Miemeng Gallery. There was something wrong with the key when I left. I was only twenty minutes late for the rehearsal." Lin Die saw Jia Liang checking the time and knew that it was almost time to enter the live broadcast room, so he came He concluded by saying, "Senior Brother Yuan, I have told you everything I know. You can ask Ye Qinghe the rest."

"What did you mean by completing the mission just now?" Yuan Yizhou obviously still had questions that Lin Die needed to answer.

Lin Die rolled her eyes at Jia Liang, as if blaming him for not noticing Yuan Yizhou entering the door earlier, and then reluctantly replied: "My task is to be Ye Qinghe's courier, hand the key to you personally, and ensure that you I will definitely go to the appointment.”

"Why? Why did you help Ye Qinghe?" Yuan Yizhou asked suspiciously.

"Because she promised me to buy all the Tang Dynasty calligraphy and Song Dynasty calligraphy and paintings that Jiafu Biqiu auctioned! Can't such a big deal make me run some errands?" When Lin Die answered this question, her eyes avoided Yuan Yizhou's direct gaze. See.

"It's almost time. The director has urged you several times to come into the live broadcast room. Let's finish the live broadcast first and then talk!" Jia Liang noticed Lin Die's discomfort and quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

Yuan Yizhou couldn't ask further questions. He put the key card into the pocket inside his suit and followed Lin Die and Jia Liang into the live broadcast room.

The live broadcast ended successfully. Before Yuan Yizhou could recover, Lin Die had already disappeared. Jia Liang was surrounded by a large number of people busy with post-editing. At this time, the driver Xiao Du called, "Mr. Yuan, Congratulations on the successful end of your live broadcast! Just now, the director of the identification laboratory asked you if you wanted to go there tonight. He will be waiting for you. You being alone in the laboratory at night does not meet the safety standards."

Yuan Yizhou couldn't stay any longer, so he went downstairs and got in the car. When Xiao Du started the car, Yuan Yizhou said: "Go to a place first and then go to the identification laboratory."

Du Ming said, "Mr. Yuan, you haven't had dinner yet. I've already packed a daily meal for you. Where should we go next?" As he spoke, he handed over a beautifully packaged lunch box.

"Thank you, No. 1, Dayun South Road, Jiexiong North Street." Yuan Yizhou took the lunch box and told Du Ming the address on the key to Miemeng Gallery.

"No. 1, Dayun South Road, Jiexiong North Street?! It's so late, Mr. Yuan, what are you doing there?" Du Ming, who had always been steady, was rarely surprised.

"You know this place?"

"This is a government demolition area. It has been abandoned for a long time!" Du Ming has been a driver for many years and has always called himself a living map. He is most proud of never having to use a navigation system when driving. In the streets and alleys of City A, he knows the roads that the navigation system knows. I know that there are no marked roads in the navigation, Du Ming Yemen Erqing.

"Demolition area?!" Yuan Yizhou obviously did not expect that Miemeng Gallery would be in the demolition area, "Let's go and take a look."

The car soon arrived at this place, and it was just as Du Ming said. Although the street lights were dim, the word "demolished" on the wall jumped into the eyes without concealment. Looking at it, the street was in ruins and extremely deserted.

"No. 1 Dayun South Road is at the intersection in front. Cars can no longer drive in. Mr. Yuan, do you still want to go there?" Du Ming asked.

"Wait for me here, I'll be right back!" Yuan Yizhou opened his seat belt and prepared to get out of the car.

"Wait, Mr. Yuan, bring this!" Du Ming took out a flashlight from the co-pilot's storage box and handed it to Yuan Yizhou.

"Thank you, you are so thoughtful." Yuan Yizhou said approvingly.

After Yuan Yizhou got off the car, he followed the direction pointed by Du Ming to the intersection and saw that the sign for Dayun South Road was still there. After turning around the intersection, Du Ming's high-beam headlights could no longer shine on the road. Yuan Yizhou turned on his flashlight, carefully walked around the rubble and rubble on the road, and continued walking for about fifty meters before stopping in front of a door.

This is the first door on this road. It is more like a standing door panel than a door. In addition to the house number hanging on it and the clearly read "No. 1", this building should have existed. The house behind Yu's door has been completely demolished. From outside the "door", you can have a clear view of the house. Except for the ruins and broken walls, there is no life.

Yuan Yizhou took out the key to Miemeng Gallery from the inner pocket of his suit, and checked it carefully with the light of a flashlight: "No. 1, Dayun South Road, Jiexiong North Street", yes, that's right here.

It seems the time of visit is indeed wrong!