: Go to the Archives again

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you start quickly?" Huang Helou looked at the dazed people and cursed: "Hurry up, hurry up, if it's too late, the only clue will be gone."

Several people also knew the seriousness of the matter, so they stood up and walked down the stairs.

Because it was daytime, there was some yang energy in the corridor. These were originally lonely ghosts, not as powerful as unjust souls, and they could not see any yang energy, so they had already hidden themselves.

Get in the car and head straight to the National Archives.

The special identities of several people allow them to enter and exit without any obstacles. Except for the police who need to handle cases, few people will come in. So now there are only a few of them in the huge archives room.

Yin Hui said: "Okay, let's start taking action now, and we all look for people whose files were blank forty years ago."

Several people nodded one after another, then roughly defined a range and began to search.

Just after checking a bookshelves, Yin Hui's stomach started to roar, and then she remembered that it was really unlucky to come to work without breakfast.

I have to say that these archives are old and did not pay much attention to their preservation at the time, so they either broke or lacked a few.

Every time Yin Hui picked up a file, he was filled with endless expectations, but when he let it go, he felt extremely disappointed.

Almost everyone's mood is the same as Yin Hui. After hope, there will be disappointment. After disappointment, strong hope will arise again.

The scope they defined was not very large, and each person was responsible for only a few shelves. If these shelves were really investigated and found no clues, it would be obvious that they would lose their wife and soldiers, and they would lose their rice if they were stealing chickens.

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Yin Hui can see every file clearly and look for files from forty years ago.

But what is disappointing is that when he arrived at the last file, he did not find any clues. There were indeed many files missing from a certain year, but none of them were found forty years ago.

"I found it, I found it." At this time, Conan Doyle actually seemed to scream excitedly, which did not fit her personality.

"What's wrong with Conan Doyle? What did you find?" the other people hurriedly approached and asked.

Conan Doyle raised the file in his hand and said proudly: "Look, the file was blank forty years ago. Let's quickly find this person so that it will not be too late."

The other few people didn't care about going to investigate carefully, but hurriedly followed Conan Doyle and rushed out of the room and came to the car.

They only started to check the file when they got in the car.

Zhang Tie, man, a building in a certain city, etc., directly ignored this information and turned to the place where the archives were 40 years ago.

There is a blank space and nothing.

"This time we must grasp this clue and follow the clues." Conan Doyle clenched his hands.

Outside the car, a floating card box was suspended above the car. His two paper wings flickered and flew, and their eyes seemed to be half blood-bloated, and they turned out to be red. They glared at the car below. They flew in front of the car window.

After passing by, my eyes lit up and then I quickly flew forward.

Everyone knew all this, but they rushed to the place mentioned on the file bag in a hurry

Finally, according to the car's GPS system navigation, I found the location indicated on the file bag.

This is a long-destroyed pedestrian street, and the shops on both sides have long become residential areas. Some migrant workers who go out to work rent in such places. Some people selling various daily necessities on both sides of the street have set up breakfast stalls.

, various snacks are tempting and tempting their belly.

But their hearts were pounding, and they were not in a mood to worry about these snacks. Their eyes were locked in a dilapidated building

The car stopped in front of a dilapidated and yellowed building, and the white magnetic tiles on it fell a lot, revealing the gray gray cement inside.

There are also some relief words from China Mobile on it. It seems that this was the office of China Mobile in the past.

China Mobile, Mobile is really amazing.

For some reason, Yin Hui always felt a strong yin energy released from this old building, which made him feel chilled all over his body.

Looking up, he happened to see an old man throwing something at him. Yin Hui was surprised, bowed repeatedly, and hid under the building.

With a clang, the thing upstairs finally fell down and hit Conan Doyle's car.

Conan Doyle was angry and looked up, wanting to see who was throwing things.

Yin Hui also walked out of it and looked at the floor where the old man was just now.

But the old man had already retreated, and it was obvious that he was guilty and was afraid of being caught by them.

"What's wrong? What's so loud?" The scalpel also came out of the car and looked at the roof.

There must be a stone stuffed into the old hat. The gray hat exudes an old smell, and a rotten smell comes from it.

"Yin Hun, did you see it just now?" Conan Doyle knew that Yin Hun was the first to come out and should be able to see the guy who threw something down.

"Yeah, I saw it." Yin Hui said, "It's in the second room on the tenth floor."

"What? The second room on the tenth floor?" Conan Doyle stared at Yin Hui for no reason: "No, why is it such a coincidence?"

Conan Doyle raised the file bag in his hand, and then signaled Yin Hui to see the address above.

Room 1002...

Ah, isn’t it just the room of the old man who threw the hat just now?

No, it seems that something happened to the old man. Yin Hui was the first to scream. He understood that the old man could not throw things for no reason. He must have been asking for help just now.

Yin Hui didn't care about the people behind him and rushed up the stairs. He didn't expect that the only clue would have fallen out.

When he climbed to the tenth floor panting, he was exhausted and almost unable to move.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Yin Hui knocked on the door hard, but there was no response at all. Only his voice echoed in this long and deep corridor.

The long black corridor, which is at least black, has been peeling off due to its age. Every time Yin Hui slapped the door hard, pieces of slag would fall from his head.

Yin Hui looked back and found that the few of them had not yet followed.

Yin Hui's heart suddenly tightened. It's not that these people have encountered ghosts and hit the wall.

I didn't bother to go back to pick them up and continued to knock on the door.

The darkness around was gradually changing, and a thick black fog emanated from the window, forming a strange pattern in the corridor, slowly floating over.

This black fog was very strange and appeared out of thin air in this corridor.

Just when Yin Hui was not ready to continue paying attention to him, the black fog turned into a ghost and rushed up frantically.

Yin Hui ignored the black fog. He knew that this was because the building was old, and the reason why it was abandoned must have been a murder. It was very common for one or two fierce ghosts to be there, and this black fog

It’s just an illusion displayed by a fierce ghost, which will not cause any harm to yourself.

Sure enough, the evil ghost composed of black fog actually passed by Yin Hui, and Yin Hui was not injured at all.

The black mist pounced on the air, stopped behind Yin Hun, gradually shrank into a ball, and then dispersed into ten standing human forms.

Soon a few ghosts actually became physical. Seeing that their whole body was as black as coke, their skin was ulcerated, their faces were burning tightly, their eyes were flowing out, their hair was gone, and their brains were also slowing down.

He stayed slowly, painted his face, staring at Yin Hui with dark eyes, as if he wanted to eat Yin Hui.

Yin Hui could no longer care about this, and realized that something must have happened inside, so he kicked the door.

With a clang, a big hole was cracked in the dilapidated door. Yin Hui kicked it a few times in a hurry, and a hole finally appeared on the door that allowed people to get into.
Chapter completed!