Chapter 30:

Chapter Thirty
Mo Yi looked at the "carpet" that had been covering the floor before.
The structure is very tightly pressed, and it is very hard to step on it. It can not even find the difference from the normal ground. The wooden texture above is superb. Under such a dim lighting environment, it is almost impossible to distinguish the difference from the previous ground.
Exquisite workmanship.
Mo Yi commented silently in his heart.
The orphanage with which the walls are crooked is not a grade at all.
The cloud of doubt grew deeper and deeper in my heart.
Mo Yi rolled the blanket aside and turned to look at the iron gate on the ground.
The flat iron door flashed a little cold under the dim light. There were no extra decorations on it. It was smooth and flat, and there was only one thing similar to a handle on one side, lying in the middle of the groove on the ground.
There is a long, thick lock on it, which seems to have been destroyed by violence and has been broken and broken.
Mo Yi tentatively stretched out the other palm, moved the half heavy heavy lock away, then held the handle, and lifted it up--
The iron door opened silently.
A cold, moist smell, wrapped in dust and something rotten.
Mo Yi coughed a few times before he could be stung.
He reached out to turn on the flashlight and shot at the hidden passage.
After losing the iron gates, the black hole was exposed, and the staircases of stairs extended to the bottom, leading to the unknown darkness.
The light beam of the flashlight cannot penetrate the deep darkness under the ground, and can only illuminate the first few steps of the uppermost floor at most.
The area was thick with dust, and apparently no one had been involved for a long time.
Mo Yi flipped through the bag and stuck a small clip next to the iron door, in case the iron door suddenly fell after she entered.
Then he bent down and carefully stepped down.
The murky air, which had been closed for a long time, filled the nasal cavity, and his steps brought up a burst of dust, scattered in the cold air, and scattered in front of the beam of light of the flashlight.
The steps underneath were narrow and long, and the darker and deeper the lower down.
The light from the top of the head is getting thinner and weaker, and it is almost difficult to penetrate the narrow cellar, leaving only a blurred outline when looking up.
Finally, Mo Yi's foot reached the ground.
He left the steps, tried to take a few steps forward, moved his flashlight, trying to see where he was.
The flashlight's light moved throughout the underground space, drawing a blurry and unclear outline.
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
It's much bigger than he thought.
At this moment, the flashlight seemed to illuminate a long line hanging in the corner, Mo Yi walked in the darkness, and then reached out and gently pulled it.
The light lit up and illuminated the entire basement.
It is very wide here. The tight and closed ceiling dome covers this underground space, the walls are straight and strong, there is no wallpaper, bare / exposed hard rocks, the walls are dirty, and it is caused by the cold underground. The moist water stains on the ground, the ground is also a gravel stone floor, you can hear the small sound of friction with the soles.
The most shocking are the densely packed cots.
They almost filled the entire space, seemingly to save space, these little beds are very close to each other, there is almost no gap, and they are lined up one by one.
And across these little beds, there is a half-covered wooden door directly opposite the room.
Mo Yi roughly scanned the whole house and silently counted in his heart: in this room alone, there were more than 150 small beds, enough to accommodate the same number of children.
He stretched his legs into the gap between the bed and walked forward cautiously. After reaching the end of the room, Mo Yi stretched his legs and feet slightly and took a long breath.
He walked to the door, reached out and pushed it away, and found the same cord in the corresponding corner.
After pulling it lightly, the light on the head buzzed a few times, then flashed on, and it was worthy to illuminate the entire room.
Mo Yi could not help but take a breath.
This room has the same number of small beds as the previous one.
However, the only difference is that the wall of this room is splashed with an astonishing amount of brown blood stains, tired and piled up, becoming almost dark, condensing and drying on the wall into horrible marks.
There are marks left by bullet holes on the wall.
On each of the cots, different amounts of blood stains were left on the dirty cushions, and they looked extremely terrible.
It's like ... a massacre happened here.
The room was filled with stale stench that made him sickening.
Mo Yi calmed down, only to find that there were several small rooms in this tragic room.
The above are marked respectively-"dean's room", "care room", "storage room" and so on.
Mo Yi suddenly realized.
He finally knew why the rooms above were so rare, and why the public space was so scrawled.
The orphanage on the ground is just the tip of the iceberg, or a cover, and its real body and viscera are hidden under the ground.
What is the guise of this orphanage on the ground?
Mo Yi looked around the amazing number of small beds in the room, and a suspicion slowly surfaced in his heart.
His eyes were dull, and his dark eyes seemed to freeze for a moment.
Mo Yi subconsciously turned the flashlight in his palm, and walked towards the underground dean's room.
This dean's room is different from the one on the ground. The mess turned like a ransack. The tables and chairs are turned upside down. The old documents with yellow hair are scattered throughout the room. A thick layer accumulates everywhere. Thick ash.
However, Mo Yi first noticed the skewed photos on the wall.
The photo has turned yellow with two large openings and curled corners, but the portrait in the photo is still legible.
It was a tall woman, dressed in a straight black suit, with her hands clasped, her eyes somber, and a deep wrinkle between her brows, looking upright at the camera.
Mo Yi froze, and flashed in his mind the clipping newspaper he found in the library-this seems to be the woman who was hanged above.
Just then, he stood hesitating at the door.
In the dean's room on the ground, he almost died, which made him cautious.
After all, Mo Yi didn't know if the rules on the ground would apply under the ground.
If applicable, then there is no second Song Qi to save him this time.
Mo Yi frowned, and carefully recalled any detail in the rule-none of them mentioned that there is an underground space here, and the hint at the beginning of the game was to tell them to act according to the rules.
So ... can you think that in this basement, regular holes can be drilled?
Mo Yi took a deep breath and decided to bet.
He strode into the dean's room, and slammed his feet against the door to prevent it from closing suddenly. Then Mo Yi lowered his head, watching his watch's hands slowly turn in a circle, and his muscles were tight. Tense, ready to rush out whenever things go wrong.
He was attacked within ten minutes of entering the door last time.
So, for the sake of insurance, Mo Yi waited 15 minutes this time.
The hands rotate evenly on the dial, making a soft sound of words, covering the entire room quietly. Fifteen minutes passed quickly, but nothing happened.
Mo Yi exhaled slowly, his tight muscles relaxed slightly: Great, it seems his guess is correct.
He walked into the room quickly, squatted down, and started flipping through the messy documents.
Many parts of those records are unknown, and sometimes they are replaced by abbreviations, and sometimes they are only marked with the date and the amount of money.
This is a ledger.
Mo Yi's brow frowned.
On one of the pages, he recognized several familiar names, arranged in the familiar order: "Daniel ... Tommy ... John ..."
This was the name on the nameplate hanging in front of the bed in the room where he was.
It seems that the original family of the orphan is in front of the name, and there is nothing particularly surprising about the family situation. However, after the name, a few scribbles are marked in scribble handwriting, and there are a few simple comments: "Tanneries", "Private", "Private".
Mo Yi clenched the yellowed and brittle paper, his fingers left a slight body temperature on the rough paper.
His conjecture was justified.
This is a transit station for illegal traffic in children. Orphans from all directions were sent to this place, and then they were placed in the crowded underground, and then sold one by one.
Either they entered a toxic chemical plant, or they were bought anonymously by a private person, or they were transported abroad.
And the formal orphanage on the ground was just to cover up the guise of dirty trading underneath it, so it was built so carelessly, lacking two pounds, because they knew that none of the children sent here could wait. Enough, you can use the public space here.
Mo Yi's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he murmured subconsciously:
"Lasciateognesperanza, voich'intrate."
[Those who are about to step into this place, give up all hope]
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