The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

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

As expected by Schiller, news came back from Bureau 11 soon: a mysterious UFO sighting occurred in a small town in Colorado, and the news became a hot topic.

Of course, this kind of thing is very common in the United States, and it happens every few days, so it is not worth noting. However, professionals found that unlike the usual rumors, the appearance of the suspected alien aircraft described by the witnesses this time was quite consistent.

Combined with the abilities of psychics, Bureau Eleven determined that this might 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 think of Martian Manhunters. This is the best way to attract the attention of the KGB.

Schiller didn't waste any time and immediately took his things and rushed to the airport. In addition to his carry-on luggage, he also brought Aisha with him. As the source of fear, her hard control skills were the best choice for dealing with Martians.

Colorado is located in the central United States, adjacent to Kansas and the hometown of Superman. Its largest city is Denver. Its economy is not very developed, but its landforms are unique and its natural landscape is magnificent. It is a must-go place for many foreign tourists.

After buying tickets for the next flight, Schiller and Aisha boarded the plane.

In front of Schiller, Aisha never makes a fuss. She starts eating snacks as soon as she gets on the plane, falls asleep when she is full, and arrives when she wakes up.

The temperature in Colorado is much higher than in Gotham, so there is no need to wear extra clothes. After getting off the plane, they went straight to the car rental company, rented an old Bentley, and drove to the destination.

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

When Schiller heard the name, he knew it was probably Malafac's doing, because in the comics, Martian Manhunter had been working in this town.

Driving south, they soon arrived at the rural road of the town. Just at this moment, a police car came by, flashing its lights to signal Schiller to pull over.

Schiller was not a speedster, and besides, the Bentley he rented couldn't go fast. He slowly slowed down, pulled over, opened the door, got out, and held out his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.

A male policeman came over and looked into the car. Aisha waved at him.

"Is this your daughter?"

"Yes." Schiller nodded.

There is no household registration book in the United States, and the police in this small town cannot investigate identity information across states. If you don't admit it, there may be suspicion of child trafficking. The police in the United States are unreasonable. If they find fault with you, you may be in trouble. It is best to admit it.

Aisha also ran out of the car and stood next to Schiller to prove that she was not kidnapped.

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

Elsa nodded vigorously, then said, "Yes, Mr. Policeman. My dad took me to see aliens!"

The policeman showed a somewhat helpless expression, stood up, looked at Schiller and said, "You also came here because of the rumors about alien spaceships, right? Well, the sighting site is in the wheat field 2 kilometers away. Just drive along this road."

"Thank you, Officer."

Schiller got into the car and drove away without saying anything. He only glanced at the policeman standing in the morning light in the rearview mirror, who waved at him.

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

While no one was around, Aisha flew up and took a look, then pointed to the center of the wheat field and said, "There's a hole in the middle. It looks like something fell there. Could it be a spaceship?"

"There's a pit?" Schiller was a little surprised.

If it was an illusion created by Malafac, then there should be no entity. Why is there a pit in the middle of the wheat field?
He had no choice but to lead Aisha and find a path along the edge of the field to go inside.

Fortunately, many UFO enthusiasts also discovered the pit in the middle and trampled a path through the wheat field. Schiller led Aisha in.

When they arrived at the center of the wheat field, they discovered that the pit did not look like the mark of an alien spacecraft crashing, but rather looked like it was dug by humans.

Apart from anything else, an alien spaceship crashing here would not only create such a small pit. When Clark's spaceship fell on the earth, the entire farmland of the Kent family was completely destroyed. Decades later, the locals still talked about it with relish.

That is to say, even if it was an alien baby bus, it would not be only six or seven meters wide, and less than one meter deep. There were no signs of burning on the soil, but there were some shapes on the edge that looked like they were dug out with a shovel.

Could it be that Malafak dug it overnight?
Schiller quickly ruled out this possibility because even if Malafac wanted to dig, he would not use a shovel, let alone dig such a small hole.

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

Schiller led Aisha over and found that it was a young man wearing a striped sweater, with pale skin and glasses. He looked a bit like the unpopular nerd in school.

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

"If there really are aliens here, I'm afraid we can't have such a safe conversation." Schiller smiled and said, "I don't think all alien creatures are friendly, right?"

The other man grinned, and the muscles in his neck twitched. He twisted his right shoulder back, and then said, "Yes, many people think too highly of them and lack the most basic vigilance."

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

"Ah, I'm not. My father is the owner of this farm, and I'm his youngest son, Piris Yodon. Nice to meet you."

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

The other person was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Are you the famous psychologist?"

"I didn't expect anyone here would know me. Are you interested in psychology?" Schiller gave his real name because he thought no one would know him in a small town like this.

"Well, I've seen you introduced in some magazines. Your theory is very interesting, I like it very much."

"My pleasure," Schiller said with a smile.

"In fact, you must have come from quite far away, right? Have you chosen a hotel?"

"Not yet. We plan to go to town and have a look."

"Then I'm afraid you're a little late. All the hotels in town have been fully booked since yesterday. As you know, this incident has caused quite a stir, and many people want to come and take a look."

"What should we do then?" Schiller frowned slightly worriedly.

The young man opposite suddenly rubbed his hands and said shyly, "My parents are out buying farm machinery, and my brother and sister are both in college in other places. I'm the only one on the farm now, so you can come live at my house."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't come. I just thought... if I entertain you, I can tell my classmates that I entertained the best psychologist in the world."

Schiller laughed and said, "I'm glad to be your bragging rights. 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 kid, or she can live with you. I'll clean up the room, as long as you sign for me."

"Well, I'm worried too. If we go to the inn now, we might come back empty-handed, which would not be good. And we haven't lived on a farm before. Elsa, do you want to go?"

Aisha observed Schiller's expression, then nodded vigorously and said, "Of course! Of course I want to go. I want to see those super-cool big cars."

Then he added in his mind, "No matter how cool a car is, it can't be as cool as the one on my Uncle Kent's farm."

"Great." Yodon rubbed his hands and said, "Come with me, my home is over there."

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

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

As if noticing Schiller staring at him, Yoton turned around and said, "There are quite a lot of outsiders coming here recently. The police are worried that someone might cause trouble, so they have been patrolling the area. Don't worry."

Schiller nodded and looked away. He did not say that he had just seen a missing person notice posted on the electric box next to the woods. The paper was very new, and it should have been posted in the last few days.

After walking along the country road for more than ten minutes, passing two vegetable fields and another wheat field, we arrived at the farm cottage.

This farm is obviously not as big as Kent's farm, probably only one-fifth or less. However, the house built by the farmer himself is made of better wood, and although it looks a bit old, it is still very strong.

The main house is a two-story wooden house with a large area. The living room is also fully equipped with sofas, fireplaces, carpets, and other facilities. It is decorated in a typical American country style. The windows are relatively large, so it looks more transparent.

"Welcome to my home," said Yodon. "My parents cleaned it up before they left. They would be very happy if they knew that a professor like you was visiting them."

"Really? You said your brothers and sisters are studying in other cities. Which university are they attending?"

"My brother went to community college in Denver, and my sister was a better student, so she went to a state university."

"That's pretty good." Schiller nodded.

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

However, there is a younger girl in some of the photos. Yodon also looked at those photos and said, "That's my sister, but... she died some time ago."

"God bless her," Schiller said. "I'll pray for her."

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

Just as Schiller brought Elsa back into the house, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Yoton walked over to open the door, and a tall male policeman stood outside. Schiller stood at the back door and saw the wet mud on the bottom of the male policeman's boots, and the wrinkles and scratches on his trouser legs that were exactly the same as those of the previous policeman who checked the car.