Chapter 3506 Research on Cats and Dogs (Fifty-four)

As expected, as Sealer expected, the news came back from the Eleventh Innings: A mysterious UFO sighting broke out in a small town in Colorado, and it was a hot topic.

Of course, this kind of thing is very common in the United States, and it will be once every few days, which is not a noteworthy information. However, professionals found that unlike the usual rumors, the form of suspected alien aircraft described by witnesses this time is quite consistent.

Combining the ability of those with mental abilities and eleven rounds of judgment, this may be a collective hallucination caused by large-scale brainwashing, in order to attract their attention.

Because when you think of alien spacecraft, you will definitely think of Martians, and naturally you will also think of Martian hunters. This is the best way to attract the attention of the KGB.

Schiller did not waste time and immediately took his things to the airport. In addition to carrying luggage, he also brought Elsa. As the source of fear, her hard control skills were the best choice for dealing with the Martians.

Colorado is located in the central United States, adjacent to Kansas, and is neighboring Superman's hometown. The largest city is Denver, which is not very developed in economy, but has special landform conditions and magnificent natural landscapes. It is a must-pass place for many foreigners who come to travel.

After buying the ticket for the latest flight, Schiller and Elsa got on the plane.

In front of Schiller, Elsa never made a fuss. She started eating snacks when she got on the plane, fell asleep when she was full, and arrived when she woke up.

The temperature in Colorado is much higher than Gotham, so there is no need to add clothes. After getting off the plane, they headed straight to the rental car dealer, rented a somewhat old Bentley, and drove towards the target location.

The location where the abnormality occurred was reported, in southern Colorado, a small town called Middleton.

When Schiller heard this name, he knew that it must be Malafark's trick. Because, in the comics, the Mars Hunter has been working in this town.

Drive south all the way and soon arrived at the town's country road. At this time, a police car came over and flashed lights to signal Schiller to pull over and stop.

Schiller is not a racing boy. Besides, the Bentley he rented cannot be soared. He slowed down slowly, pulled over, pushed open the car door and walked down, stretched out his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.

A male policeman came over and glanced into the car. Elsa waved her hand at him.

"Is this your daughter?"

"Yes." Schiller nodded.

There is no household registration book in the United States, and it is impossible for police in small towns to investigate identity information across states. If they do not admit it, there may be suspicion of child trafficking. American police are unreasonable at all. If they find fault with them, they may be in trouble. It is best to admit it.

Elsa also ran out of the car and stood next to Schiller, proving that she was not kidnapped.

The policeman squatted down and touched Elsa's head, saying, "Is he your father?"

Elsa nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, Mr. Police. My dad took me to see the aliens!"

The policeman showed a helpless expression and stood up and looked at Shiller and said, "You came here because you heard the rumors of alien spacecraft, right? Well, the sightings are in the wheat field 2 kilometers away. Just drive along this road."

"Thank you, Mr. Police."

Schiller didn't say much, got in the car and drove away. He only glanced at the policeman standing in the morning light in the rearview mirror, and the other party waved at him.

After driving forward and bypassing most of the town, Schiller saw the so-called sighting site, which was an ordinary wheat field.

While there was no one around, Aisha flew up and took a look, then pointed to the center of the wheat field and said, "There is a pit in the middle, and it looks like something has been smashed down. Could it be a spaceship?"

"There is a pit?" Schiller was a little surprised.

If it was an illusion specially created by Malafarke, it should be without entity. How could there be a pit in the middle of the wheat field?

He had no choice but to lead Elsa and look for a path along the edge of the field to walk inside.

Fortunately, many UFO enthusiasts also discovered the pit in the middle and stepped out a small path in the wheat field. Schiller led Elsa into it.

When they arrived at the center of the wheat field, the two realized that the pit did not look like a trace of an alien spacecraft falling, but rather a bit like it was dug out by a human.

Not to mention anything else, the alien spacecraft would not only make such a small pit when it hits here. When Clark's spacecraft fell on Earth, the entire Kent farmland was destroyed. Decades have passed and are still talked about by the locals.

In other words, even the alien baby bus is not only six or seven meters wide, and the depth is even less than one meter. There are no traces of burning on the soil layer, but some shapes on the edges look like they were dug out from shovels.

It wasn't Malafark who dug it overnight, right?

Schiller soon ruled out this possibility, because even if Malafark had to dig, he wouldn't use a shovel to dig, let alone dig such a small hole.

Just as Schiller was thinking about what was going on, a man came to the other side of the wheat field and kept waving at them.

Schiller led Elsa over and found that it was a young man in a striped sweater with a pale complexion and glasses, looking a bit like the kind of unpopular nerd in school.

"Hello, sir. Are you here to see the aliens?"

"If there were really aliens here, we wouldn't be able to talk so safely." Schiller smiled and said, "I don't think alien creatures are friendly, don't you?"

The other party grinned, and the muscles on his neck twitched. His right shoulder twisted backwards and said, "Yes, many people think too well and lack the most basic vigilance."

"Are you a UFO lover too?" Schiller asked.

"Ah, I'm not. My dad is the farmer of this farm, and I'm his youngest son, Piris Yoton, and I'm glad to know you."

"Schiller Rodriguez." Schiller stretched out his hand, reported his real name, and said, "This is my daughter."

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Are you that famous psychologist?"

"I didn't expect that someone would know me here. Are you very interested in psychology?" Schiller issued his real name because he felt that no one in such a small town should know him.

"Uh, I've read some magazines to introduce you. Your theory is very interesting, I like it very much."

"My honor," Schiller said with a smile.

"In fact, you should have come from quite a distance, right? Have you chosen a hotel?"

"Not yet, we plan to go to the town to check it out."

"Then you probably went a little late. Since yesterday, all the hotels in the town have been fully booked. You know, this is a big deal, and many people want to come and have a look."

"What should I do?" Schiller frowned slightly sadly.

The young man opposite suddenly rubbed his hands and said as if he was a little shy: "My parents have gone to purchase agricultural machinery, and my brother and sister are also going to college in other places. Now I am the only one in the farm, so you can come to live in my house."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if I don't come. I just thought... If I entertain you, I can go and tell my classmates that I have served the best psychologists in the world."

Schiller laughed and said, "I'm glad to be your capital to show off. It doesn't matter where I live, but my daughter..."

"No problem, she can live in the room I lived in when I was a child, or stay with you. I will clean up the room and just sign me with your signature."

"Well, I'm also worried that if we go to the hotel now, we might return without success, which would be bad. We didn't happen to be staying on the farm. Aisha, do you want to go?"

Elsa observed Schiller's face for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Of course! Of course I want to go, I want to see those super-cool big cars."

Then I added to my heart: "No matter how cool the car is, it cannot be as cool as the one from my Uncle Kent's farm."

"That's great." Yoton rubbed his hands and said, "Come with me, my house is there."

As he turned around, Schiller put away his smile, lowered his eyes, and followed him silently.

When he walked out of the wheat fields and stepped onto the country road, Schiller saw two police cars parked behind the woods not far away.

It seemed as if he noticed Schiller was staring there, and Jotun turned around and said, "There are a lot of people coming here recently. The police are worried that someone might cause damage and have been patrolling the surrounding area. Don't worry."

Schiller nodded and withdrew his gaze. He didn't say that he had just seen a missing person notice sticking on the electric box next to the woods. The paper was very new and should have been posted on it in recent days.

After walking along the country road for more than ten minutes, I passed two vegetable fields and another wheat field before I arrived at the farm hut.

This farm is obviously not as big as the Kent farm, probably only one-fifth or less. However, the house built by the farmers themselves uses better wood. Although it looks a bit old, it is still very firm.

The main house is a two-story wooden house with a large area, and the living room is also equipped with sofas, fireplaces, carpets, and a typical American country style decoration. The windows are relatively large, so they appear more transparent.

"Welcome to my house," said Yoton. "My parents cleaned up the things before leaving. They would be very happy if they knew that there was a professor like you who came to visit."

"Is that so? You said your brother and sister were in college outside the country, which university did they go to?"

“My brother attended community college in Denver, my sister studied better, and she attended state college.”

"That's pretty good." Schiller nodded.

There is a photo wall on the right side of the house. Schiller walked over and saw many photos of the family on it. Some were sowing, some were camping, and some were fishing. Yoton was also inside.

However, there was a smaller girl in several photos. Yoton also looked at the photos and said, "That's my sister, but... she died a while ago."

"God blessed," Schiller said, "I will pray for her."

At this time, Elsa had already run to the backyard and shouted a few times there. Schiller pretended to be attracted by her and walked towards the backyard. He could feel that Jotun was staring at his back.

Just as Schiller brought Elsa back to the house, the door suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!