Chapter 110

The subtle sound was infinitely amplified in the darkness, and the dead corridor lurked quietly in the deep shadows.

Jiang Yuanrou's words had not yet been expressed, and she came to an abrupt end.

The two turned their heads at the same time and looked at the dark corridor behind them. There was no light or any sound, and it was like a black hole behind them. It made people wonder whether the sound I heard just now was real or just an illusion.

Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanrou looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

But now there is no turning back.

Now the monster on this floor already knew that they were behind the iron fence. Based on previous experience, she obviously had a certain IQ. Although she seemed to have gone far now, whether she was hiding in the darkness at the end of the corridor was not sure, and they could not afford to take this risk.

So now we can only move forward with our teeth.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and a slight tingling pain came from his shoulders, which was not severe, but it made his brain particularly clear.

He pressed the flashlight in his hand and shone it into the rich darkness that could not penetrate into the light.

The pale pillar of light could not completely penetrate the darkness, but just fell loosely in the air, printing a small blurry outline in front of it.

Mo Yi made a gesture to Jiang Yuanrou. Jiang Yuanrou nodded in understanding and the two walked slowly towards the depths of the corridor.

They slowly went deeper, and the narrow darkness in the corridor surrounded them, blurring their figures into silence.

Mo Yi's wrist moved slightly, and the light beams shining from the flashlight were surfing in the corridor with his movements, illuminating the environment around him—

This is a corridor that looks ordinary. The doors on both sides of the corridor are tightly closed, and the blurred glass windows on the door panel are pitch black and dead.

Mo Yi shone the flashlight at the sign above the door, and saw that under a light layer of dust, there were several vague words.

Staff room.

He took a few steps closer and tried to push the door - the door was locked.

Jiang Yuanrou, who was walking beside Mo Yi, also walked towards the door opposite the room, pushed it, and then slowly shook her head.

That one is locked, too.

The strange sound never appeared again after it had just sounded.

The corridor in front of me was calm and closed, as if the clear sound they heard just now was just a bubble-like dream, which had never happened and would never happen again.

Mo Yi's brows slowly frowned, and there was some confusion in his dark eyes. If he hadn't remembered clearly, Jiang Yuanrou and him turned their heads together, otherwise he would have really thought that he had hallucinations just now.

They walked forward quietly in the darkness and soon reached the end of the corridor.

It was exactly the same as the negative three-layer floor, with a group of iron railings arranged in diamond shapes, tightly clasped on one side of the wall, with elevator button markings and a narrow insertion mount.

elevator!

Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief at first - it seemed that this was the passage leaving this floor.

But then, his face became solemn again.

First, they have not found the source of the sudden sound. Second, there is still a key on this floor that is not used... Mo Yi doesn't think the clues that this game is completely unrelated to him.

He leaned closer a little closer, carefully observed the elevator buttons and sockets, then took out the employee card he found on the third floor from his pocket, and tentatively swiped it in the card slot.

As expected, the elevator did not respond.

Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

It seems that props on one floor can only be used on that floor.

So he re-tucked the employee card into his pocket, then turned his head and looked around at the environment he was in.

Just then, Mo Yi heard Jiang Yuanrou standing beside him and said, "Hey."

Mo Yi looked over and saw a door that had been pushed open on one side of Jiang Yuanrou's corridor. She raised her chin in the blurry darkness and whispered:

“This door can be opened.”

Mo Yi used the flashlight in his hand to scan the sign on the door, and the light illuminated the words covered with dust:

Archives.

He pursed his lips slightly, and a hint of joy in his heart slowly surged in his heart to find a key breakthrough, and his steps could not help but speeded up a little.

At this moment, something suddenly stepped on under Mo Yi's feet, and a strange touch came up along the soles of his shoes, and a subtle sound rang in the darkness, erect.

He couldn't help but be slightly stunned, moved his steps away, and looked down at his feet.

I saw a blurry outline in the darkness, and I couldn't see what it was.

Mo Yi bent down and shone a flashlight on the ground - he saw a small candy lying quietly on the dirty and smooth ground.

He was stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, Mo Yi subconsciously reached out and picked up the candy.

It's a fruit candy.

Strawberry flavor.

The light pink wrapping paper flashes with a crystal luster under the pale light of the flashlight, refracting colorful colors.

Mo Yi remembers this brand - in the real world, Wen Chen often gives him this brand of candies.

And... although I don't really want to admit it.

Mo Yi does like this brand of strawberry candy.

Mo Yi's fingers were unconsciously tightened, and the candy packaging bag in his hand made a slight sound in the darkness. His brows were slightly frowned, and there was a shallow mark between his eyebrows.

His thoughts were like a mess for a moment, and he couldn't figure out his ideas clearly, and countless questions were piled up in his mind.

Did the sound just now come from this candy? Why did it appear here? Does it have anything to do with Wen Chen? If so, how did he send it in? Why?

Mo Yi's face was gloomy, his lips were tight, and his lips were a little white.

Jiang Yuanrou's voice sounded in the dark, and a little blurry voice was lowered, and she seemed a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Mo Yi was pulled out of her thoughts by her voice, and she couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He looked up at Jiang Yuanrou who was standing not far away, stuffed the candy into his pocket as if nothing had happened, and then replied:

"nothing."

After saying that, Mo Yi straightened his body and walked into the open door.

As soon as you enter the door, a stale and rotten smell of book pages hits you, with a faint smell of dust, mixed in the dark to form a paper smell that the archives should have.

Mo Yi frowned and shone into the room with a flashlight, and then slowly looked around the entire room.

The room was not big, inside were metal shelves very close to each other, with traces of rust on the shelves, stacks of neat documents piled up on them, and the edges of the documents were yellowed, and it looked like they were of some age.

He stepped into the door, and Jiang Yuanrou followed behind him. Just as Mo Yi was about to walk towards one of the metal racks, he felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled.

He turned his head and looked behind him, but Jiang Yuanrou let go of the corner of his clothes with a little embarrassed expression, and then hesitated:

"That...my backpack was lost before, so-"

Mo Yi then remembered that Jiang Yuanrou had basically lost everything he brought from reality because of being arrested. He nodded, then took out a spare flashlight from his backpack and handed it to Jiang Yuanrou.

She smiled slightly at Mo Yi: "Thank you."

Mo Yi shook her head, signaling her not to mind, and whispered: "It's faster to check separately."

Jiang Yuanrou nodded, and the two walked in different directions, standing in front of two iron racks filled with documents.

Mo Yi changed the flashlight to the dislocated hand before, and then flipped it casually with another intact palm.

I don’t know how long the documents on it have been stacked. The area on it is covered with thick dust. A slight movement will raise a stream of fine particles and fly under the lamp post of the flashlight.

He coughed a few times when he was choked, waved his palms a few times, and dispelled the dust in the air in front of him.

Mo Yi frowned, took out a thin document casually, and then carefully read it.

With the page turning action, Mo Yi's brows became tighter and tighter, and his subordinates' movements became faster and faster, until he finally started to turn page by page.

He stared at the end of the page with a deep look, and then gently closed the file folder.

Mo Yi's eyebrows were frowning tightly - this file folder was empty.

The edges of the paper are yellowed and wrinkled due to time, but each piece of paper is completely blank and there is no information.

He put the file folder aside and took out one and read it again.

Still blank.

Mo Yi's heart thumped, and an unknown premonition came. He hurriedly threw the file aside and pulled out a random book from another layer on the shelf-

blank.

His movements became quicker, he accelerated his pace and walked towards other shelves, pulling out thick or thin files from it...

All are blank.

Mo Yi frowned in confusion, the flashlight made his face look bloodless. His dark eyes swept around the shelf in front of him, and then raised his eyes to look at other corners in the room.

Jiang Yuanrou just raised her head from another corner of the room, her face full of confusion.

She dropped the document in her hand, then walked towards Mo Yi, stood there not far from him, slowly shook her head, and said in a low voice:

“…all empty.”

Mo Yi couldn't help but fall into deep thought - many copies have settings similar to libraries or archives. Usually, it is an extremely important way for players to obtain intelligence. Perhaps to prevent excessive information and reading from making players faint, so many useless information will be blurred.

However, since these copies are all derived from reality, even if they are fuzzy, methods that conform to the common sense of reality will be used.

For example, the first and second copies he had experienced, the useless books and documents in them were unable to read due to moisture.

And all the documents in this copy... are actually blank?

This is too strange.

Unless...the blank itself is a clue.

Just as Mo Yi was deeply trapped in his thoughts, suddenly, Jiang Yuanrou's somewhat surprised voice sounded a few steps away, and it clearly entered his ears:

“…oh, come here.”

Mo Yixun looked in the direction of Jiang Yuanrou, and saw her shining the flashlight in her hand towards the inside of the archive room, and a bright column of light stayed on one of the iron racks.

He looked along the lights.
Chapter completed!