514、现在知道了(2/5)
修复室闻过，也在国家图书馆善本部恒温库见过同样的气味标识牌：“含天然树脂，防蠹，耐氧化”。我后退半步，后腰撞上餐桌边缘，疼得一激灵。
手机又震。
这次是陌生号码，021开头，上海区号。我没存，但来电显示名字让我浑身血液冻住——“胡佛档案馆”。
我盯着那五个字，足足十二秒。手指悬在接听键上方，汗把屏幕洇出一小片雾。胡佛档案馆？FBI总部那个？1972年才对公众开放的胡佛大楼附属机构？它怎么会打给我一个北京朝阳区某老旧小区、连电费都交不上的码字民工？
我点了接听。
听筒里没有电流声，只有一种极其细微的、类似老式胶片放映机转动的沙沙声。三秒后，一个男声响起，英语，语速平缓，带着明显的中西部口音，每个音节都像用尺子量过：“Mr. Liu? This is Archivist Daniel Cho at the J. Edgar Hoover Building. We received your inquiry regarding the ‘Chicago Syndicate Interrogation Logs, 1960-1961’.”
我喉咙发紧：“我……没发过 inquiry。”
“Your submission ID is HUO-711208-41.” 他顿了顿，纸张翻动声清晰可闻，“Attached to your query was a photograph dated March 15, 1961. The man in gray suit, standing beside Director Hoover. His name is recorded in our personnel index as ‘Yansheng Liu — Liaison Officer, Bureau of Intelligence & Security, State Department (seconded to FBI Counterintelligence Division, 1959-1963)’.”
我听见自己牙齿磕碰的声音。
“Liu Yansheng,” 他继续说，声音忽然压低，“was granted Level-5 clearance under Executive Order 10450. His file remains classified until 2061… except for one appendix. Appendix Gamma. It was declassified last week. And it references you.”
我扶住窗台，指甲陷进水泥缝里：“……我？”
“Yes. Your Social Security Number appears in Gamma, under ‘Designated Heir to Custodial Access’. You are listed as ‘Estate Executor for all materials related to Operation Chrysanthemum’.” 他停顿，沙沙声变大，“We have a physical envelope addressed to you. Sealed. Post