The Secret History of Mars

When Yuan Yizhou arrived downstairs in the identification laboratory, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Seeing that the lights in the laboratory upstairs were still on, Feng Shuhai should still be waiting for him. He turned to Du Ming and said, "I won't be going back to my apartment tonight. I may have to stay in the laboratory all night. You can go back first. Come pick me up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning and take me back to the apartment before going to the company." After Du Ming said goodbye to him, Yuan Yizhou He took out the access card and swiped it to enter the elevator of the experimental building.

The laboratory is on the sixth floor of the building. When the elevator door opened, what came into view were the words "Shuhai Yizhou Identification Center". The security guard on duty at the front desk saw Yuan Yizhou and hurriedly stood up and said, "Good evening, Mr. Yuan. Director Feng is having dinner." He has been in the laboratory since then, and he told me that when you come, you can go directly there without going to his office."

Yuan Yizhou nodded to indicate that he understood, then walked directly into the dressing room of the experimental area, changed into experimental clothes, headgear, footmuffs, splash-proof glasses and other protective equipment, and then walked into the air shower room, where high-speed clean air "scrubbed" Yuan Yizhou's two In about a minute, the door to the ultra-clean experimental space was unlocked.

As soon as Yuan Yizhou entered the door, he saw Feng Shuhai immersed in the photoelectric microscope. When he heard him coming in, Feng Shuhai raised his head and said hello: "It's so late. It seems that you have gained something today?"

"Well, I might have to keep you up all night tonight." As he said that, Yuan Yizhou handed over a sealed bag to Feng Shuhai, "Look at these two things, I got them from Luotang Qingyi Pavilion. This fabric is from Xing Meng's Missing According to Fei Yu, only this water blade can cut it." Yuan Yizhou succinctly summarized the key points of his meeting with Fei Yu.

"This fabric has been customized for a batch of clothing by Miemeng Gallery. When I first met Lin Die on the TV station, she was wearing clothes made of this fabric." Yuan Yizhou added, "It is very likely that its properties will change with temperature. Color and hardness are the main changing parameters, and other parameters need to be measured in detail.”

"You kid can handle half of the laboratory equipment. Then I will do a material identification of the IR sample first to see what its components are!" Feng Shuhai responded, "What do you think of this water blade knife?"

"There is no exact direction yet. This liquid is not water and has no lethality to ordinary substances," Yuan Yizhou recalled. "But cutting Luotang fabrics is easy. Fei Yu said that he was obsessed with this kind of cutting feeling. That’s why I recommended the fabric to Xing Meng for making cheongsam.”

"Well, it seems we should start with fabric. I have a guess, could it be a molecular knife?" Feng Shuhai analyzed based on Yuan Yizhou's information.

"Molecular knife? Are you saying that the liquid cuts the cloth through a chemical reaction, not physical cutting?" Yuan Yizhou was inspired.

"Well, it's possible." Feng Shuhai said, "Let's first do a transmission microscope on this water blade to see its structure."

"Let me do it. We can do it together at the same time. It will be faster." Yuan Yizhou suggested.

"Okay, it's just like doing a project when I was a graduate student. It's better to do experiments with your partner." Feng Shuhai agreed.

After the two agreed on the experimental plan, they got busy. After about an hour, the IR test results showed the original spectral line diagram. Feng Shuhai called Yuan Yizhou over: "I made a preliminary analysis of this spectral line and the textile database. There were no matching samples at all.”

"This means that it is definitely not a textile material!" Yuan Yizhou followed Feng Shuhai's logic.

"It means it is definitely not a known textile material in the human world!" Feng Shuhai further refined his deduction and added two attributes to Yuan Yizhou's preliminary conclusion, "Combined with the gray-white iron sand at the scene of Xingmeng's disappearance, we cannot conclude that The scope is limited to the known human world." Feng Shuhai explained the basis for his deduction.

"Then we will expand the matching scope and include non-textile materials in the matching queue." Yuan Yizhou agreed with Feng Shuhai's deduction and continued to think divergently.

"Agree, I have expanded the matching requirements to all categories. Our laboratory's database should cover enough samples." Feng Shuhai nodded in agreement while operating the software, "This will take a little more time, and it may not be available until dawn. Result. How's it going on your end?"

"I also saw the preliminary microscope picture of the water blade," Yuan Yizhou turned the monitor in front of Feng Shuhai, "As you expected, this blade has a molecular chain structure, is arranged very neatly, and can also present a liquid form!"

"It's incredible. Such a neat arrangement of molecular chains is not an exaggeration even if it is a solid. The molecules of liquid substances have a great degree of freedom and cannot be so neat!" Feng Shuhai exclaimed.

"It seems that we have indeed touched the unknown non-human world!" Yuan Yizhou's voice was full of worry.

"If this is the case, should we also put some aerospace materials and extraterrestrial sample data into the matching queue?" Feng Shuhai asked.

"Extraterrestrial samples?" Yuan Yizhou asked doubtfully, "Where did you get the extraterrestrial samples?"

"No need," Feng Shuhai said mysteriously, "I have obtained the database permissions of various countries' space agencies and can download the latest extraterrestrial exploration data."

Yuan Yizhou smiled. This classmate of his was a Ph.D. in both cultural relic identification and computer science. How could he be defeated by a database authority? Seeing that he was already addicted to the practice of his ideas, Yuan Yizhou stopped talking and began to focus on higher-precision perspective scanning of the water blade molecular chain.

When the white fish belly appeared in the east, Feng Shuhai's database scan was completed and the matching results came out! When the two saw the conclusion on the screen, they were speechless for a long time.

"The sample matches sample No. 3 of the Perseverance Mars rover 99%."

Yuan Yizhou looked into Feng Shuhai's eyes and said, "Let's summarize tonight's test results. First of all, these two things were not created by earth civilization."

"Secondly, their IR spectrum analysis matched 99% with the samples retrieved by the Mars probe, which basically confirms that these items came from Mars." Feng Shuhai continued Yuan Yizhou's conclusion.

"It makes sense that the 100% iron-element gray and white sand left behind when Xingmeng disappeared," Yuan Yizhou continued.

"The molecular chain of the water blade cuts off the molecular structure of Luo Tang cloth by reacting with the molecules of Luo Tang cloth, so the feeling of tailoring that Fei Yu is obsessed with is the feeling of a chemical molecular knife cutting the molecular chain!" Feng Shuhai added.

"And this kind of molecular knife will have a cutting reaction when it encounters specific molecules, so it has no lethality against items on the earth. It is a cutter customized for Luo Tangbu molecules." Yuan Yizhou ended his brainstorming with Feng Shuhai , deducing the dialogue.

The two were silent for a while. Yuan Yizhou rubbed his temples and said, "Shuhai, go back and rest. Xingmeng's matter seems not to be simple. I have to prepare for a very important meeting tomorrow. Knowing these identification results is very important for this meeting." , thank you for working overtime with me last night."

"Why are you being polite to me? Do you want me to accompany you to the meeting tomorrow? There's no harm in having more people take care of you." Feng Shuhai had never seen Yuan Yizhou so serious and asked caringly.

"They only invited me. You can't get in." Yuan Yizhou said gratefully.

"Who are they?" Feng Shuhai still didn't give up, "At least I know who you went to see. If something happens, I also know where to find you."

"The people from Miemeng Gallery, no, it should be said to be the Martians from Miemeng Gallery!" Yuan Yizhou looked up at the rising red sun outside the window. The morning light shone on him through the glass of the laboratory, and the red sun reflected on him The bloodshot eyes were like fire and blood!