Chapter 110:

Chapter 110
The subtle sound was infinitely amplified in the dark, and the dead corridor quietly lurked in the deep shadows.
If Jiang Yuanrou had not yet exited, he stopped abruptly.
The two turned their heads at the same time, looking at the dark hallway behind them, where there was no light, no sound, like a black hole running across the back of the body, which made people wonder if the sound they had just heard was real, or just their illusion .
Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanrou looked at each other and saw the suspicion in each other's eyes as well.
But now there is no way back.
Now the monster on this floor already knows that the two of them are behind this iron fence. According to previous experience, she obviously has a certain IQ. Although it seems that she has gone far now, is she hiding at the end of the corridor? Peeping in the darkness of the two, the two did not know and could not afford this risk.
So now I can only bite the bullet and move forward.
Mo Yi took a deep breath. The slight tingling on his shoulder was not severe, but it made his brain extra clear.
He pressed the flashlight in his hand and shot it into the thick darkness that was impenetrable.
The pale beam of light could not completely penetrate the darkness, but fell loosely in the air, printing a small fuzzy outline in front of it.
Mo Yi made a gesture to Jiang Yuanrou, Jiang Yuanrou nodded intently, and the two walked slowly toward the deep corridor.
They slowly deepened, surrounded by the persecution of darkness in the corridor, blurring their bodies into a silence.
Mo Yi's wrist moved slightly, and the beam of light shining from the flashlight followed his movements in the corridor, lighting up the environment around him--
This is a section of corridor that looks so ordinary. The doors on both sides of the corridor are tightly closed. The blurred glass windows on the door panel are dark and dead.
Mo Yi flashed his flashlight on the sign above the door, but he saw a few fuzzy words under a layer of light dust.
Staff room.
He took a few steps closer and tried to push the door—the door was locked.
Jiang Yuanrou, who was walking next to Mo Yi, also walked towards the door opposite this room, and also pushed and shook his head slowly.
That one is also locked.
That weird noise never sounded again just once.
The corridor in front of them was calm and closed, as if the clear sound they had just heard was just a bubble-like dream, never happening, and never happening again.
Mo Yi's brow was wrinkled slowly, and there was some confusion in his dark eyes-if he didn't remember it clearly, Jiang Yuan softened his head together, otherwise he would really think that he had just hallucinated.
They walked forward quietly in the darkness, and soon reached the end of the corridor.
It is exactly the same as the negative three floors, a set of iron railings arranged in a diamond shape, fastened to the wall on one side, with the elevator button logo on it, and a narrow card slot.
elevator!
Mo Yi first breathed a sigh of relief-it seems that this is the passage to leave this floor.
But then, his complexion regained weight.
First, they haven't found the source of the sudden sound, and second, there is a key on this floor that has not been used ... Mo Yi doesn't think that the game has completely unrelated clues left to him.
He got closer again, carefully watching the elevator buttons and sockets, and then pulled out the employee card he found on the negative third floor from his pocket and swiped it tentatively in the card slot.
Unsurprisingly, the elevator did not respond.
Mo Yi was relieved at the moment.
It seems that props on one floor can only be used on that floor.
So he put the employee card back into his pocket, and then turned around to look at the environment he was in.
Just then, Mo Yi heard Jiang Yuan's soft voice and said, "Hey."
Mo Yi looked at the sound, and saw one side of Jiang Yuanrou Corridor, with a door that had been pushed open, and she lifted her chin at Mo Yi in a fuzzy darkness, and said in a low voice:
"This door can open."
Mo Yi swept the sign on the door with a flashlight in his hand, and the light illuminated the dust-covered words:
Archive room.
He pursed his lips slightly, his heart slowly rushing to find a key breakthrough, and his steps could not help speeding up a bit.
At this moment, Mo Yi stepped on something suddenly. The strange touch came along the sole of the shoe, and a slight sound sounded in the darkness.
He could not help but hesitated a little, stepped away, and looked down at his feet.
I saw a vague outline in the dark, and I couldn't see what it was.
Mo Yi stooped down and shone on the ground with a flashlight—I saw a small candy lying quietly on the dirty and smooth ground.
He was holding it down. After a few seconds, Mo Yi subconsciously reached out and picked up the sugar.
It's a fruit candy.
Strawberry flavor.
The pale pink wrapping paper flashed a brilliant luster under the pale light of the flashlight, refracting colorful colors.
Mo Yi remembered this brand-in the real world, Wen Yi often gave him this brand of candy.
And ... although I don't really want to admit it.
Mo Yi really likes this brand of strawberry candy.
Mo Yi's fingers tightened unconsciously, and the package of sweets in his hand made a small crackling sound in the dark. His brows frowned slightly, and his brows were a shallow impression.
For a while, his thoughts were chaos, and he was confused about his thoughts. Numerous doubts accumulated in his mind.
Was the voice just made by this candy? Why does it appear here? Is it related to Wen Yan? If so, how did he send it in? why?
Mo Yi has a dull complexion, a tight lip line, and a whiter lip color.
Jiang Yuanrou's voice sounded in the dark, and some faint voices were lowered. It sounded puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Mo Yi was pulled out of her thoughts by her voice, and could not help but hesitated slightly. He looked up at Jiang Yuanrou, who was not far away, and tucked the sugar into his pocket, and then replied. :
"It's nothing."
After that, Mo Yi straightened and walked towards the open door.
Upon entering the door, a smell of old and rotten pages rushed out, with a faint smell of dust, mixed in the darkness into a paper smell that should be in the archives room.
Mo Yi frowned, flashed into the room with a flashlight, and then slowly looked around the room.
The room was small, with metal racks next to each other with traces of rust on the racks. There were piles of neat documents stacked on top of each other.
He stepped forward and walked into the door. Jiang Yuanrou followed behind him, just as Mo Yi was preparing to walk towards one of the metal frames, but only felt that his corner of clothing was pulled.
He turned his head and looked behind him, only to see Jiang Yuanrou's face a bit embarrassed and let go of his clothing corner, then hesitated and said:
"That ... my backpack was lost before, so--"
Mo Yi then remembered that Jiang Yuanrou was basically caught in the body and was lost during that time. He nodded, and then pulled out a spare flashlight from his backpack and handed it to him. Jiang Yuanrou.
She smiled slightly at Mo Yi: "Thanks a lot."
Mo Yi shook her head, signaled that she didn't need to mind, and added in a low voice: "It's faster to check separately."
Jiang Yuanrou nodded, and the two walked in different directions, standing in front of two iron shelves filled with documents.
Mo Yi changed the flashlight to the previously dislocated hand, then flipped it with the other intact palm.
The above files do not know how long they have been stacked. The upper area is covered with thick dust, and a small movement will raise a small, fine particle, flying under the lamppost of the flashlight.
He coughed a few times and waved his palm slightly to disperse the dust in the air in front of him.
Mo Yi frowned, pulled out a thin document, and then flipped through it carefully.
With the page turning action, Mo Yi's eyebrows became more and more wrinkled and tightened, and the movements of his men became faster and faster, until the last one began to turn up one page at a time-
He stared at the foot of the page with a deep eye, and then closed the file folder gently.
Mo Yi's eyebrows frowned tightly-this folder is empty.
The edges of the paper are yellow and wrinkled due to time, but each piece of paper is completely blank, without any information.
He put the folder aside and pulled out another one to read.
Still blank.
Mo Yi's heart jumped, and an unknown premonition struck. He hurriedly tossed the file aside, and randomly took a copy from another layer on the shelf--
blank.
He moved quickly, accelerated to the other shelf, and pulled out a thick or thin file from above ...
All are blank.
Mo Yi frowned doubtfully. The light of the flashlight made his face look bloodless. His dark eyes swept around the shelf in front of him, then raised his eyes to look at the other corners of the room.
Jiang Yuanrou looked up from another corner of the room with a puzzled expression on his face.
She dropped the document in her hand, then walked towards Mo Yi, stood not far from him, slowly shook her head, and said in a low voice:
"... all empty."
Mo Yi could not help but fall into deep thought-many copies have settings similar to libraries or archives, which are usually a very important way for players to obtain information, perhaps to prevent excessive information and reading Players get dizzy, so a lot of useless information will be blurred.
However, since these copies are born out of reality, even if it is obfuscated, it will use a method consistent with reality.
For example, the first and second copies he experienced, the useless books and documents inside were unreadable due to damp.
And this copy ... all the documents in it are directly blank?
This is too weird.
Unless ... the blank itself is the clue.
When Mo Yi was deeply in his thoughts, suddenly, Jiang Yuanrou's somewhat surprised voice sounded a few steps away and passed into his ears clearly:
"... Well, you come here."
Mo Yi followed the sound in the direction of Jiang Yuanrou, and saw that she used the flashlight in her hand to shine on the back of the archive room, and the bright beam of light stayed on one of the iron shelves.
He looked down the light.
I saw a small iron box on one of the shelves, the lid closed tightly, and the silver-colored keyhole flashed slightly under the light.
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