Chapter 392: Disappearing Footprints
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By the time the archives got off work at five o'clock, it was already dark. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info I saw that the people in the office area had gone, and the people on duty had also gone to eat, so I took the key given by Director Lu, plus a flashlight, and went directly to the basement floor.
To my surprise, the entire basement floor is very old, there is still some faint green paint on the iron door, there is no door number, I knocked on the cement wall, it turned out to be a three-defense facility, it seems that this basement was built by Hu Zongnan's troops, and after being taken over by the People's Liberation Army, there was not much change. Be the first to update
Open the door, a very heavy musty smell came to the nose, it seems that no one has been here for a long time, the things of the Republic of China period should have been reviewed by the people's government, and no one has managed it since then.
I poked in the doorway and smoked a cigarette until the smell was almost enough to go in. As far as the eye could see, the sloping bookshelves were all empty, covered with a thick layer of dust.
Nothing? I couldn't help but feel a little surprised, damn it, did the knife let me clean up?
I looked around in frustration and suddenly found that there was a string of footprints on the ground! That's right, it's footprints, which have been neglected here for many years, and a layer of dust has fallen on the ground, and the footprints are clearly visible.
I followed the footprints, and at the end of the basement, another door appeared, the door was made of iron fences, and there was a lock on it, but the lock had been broken, and behind the fence door, there was a staircase leading to the ground. More and faster chapters are here.
There's even one layer down there! This Director Lu didn't explain, I pushed open the door, and just about to go down, the creaking sound of the wooden steps reminded me of the scene in Yang's old mansion, and I immediately stopped. More and faster chapters are here.
I shone it carefully with a flashlight, but unfortunately the beam of the tin flashlight was not strong, and I could only vaguely see that there were several bookshelves below, and there seemed to be some file bags on them. Be the first to update
I took a breath and was about to go down, but suddenly, I looked at the trail of footprints and began to hesitate again.
It was a trail of footprints that had not returned, which made me feel a little weird. Could it be that the one who went in at the beginning came out with his own footprints? Damn, no one is so obsessive-compulsive!
I lit another cigarette, and halfway through my cigarette, I decided to go down and have a look, maybe there was another exit down there, and it was hard to say that the man had gone through the other exit. Thinking about it as soon as I was updated, I took a sharp breath and walked cautiously with a crunching sound.
But I never imagined that the footprints would disappear in front of a row of bookshelves. On that shelf, there was significantly less dust than the others, and the mouth of one file bag was open, indicating that the person had opened the file bag. But where did that man go? Could it be that the file bag is Taishang Laojun's purple gold gourd, and as soon as you open it, you don't need to be called by name to be sucked in? Or, is the file bag a switch in the space-time tunnel, and as soon as it is opened, people will pass through?
I was stunned for half a minute, and the more I thought about it, the more strange I felt, so I wondered if I should go back first and discuss it with Beard.
But the file bag was in front of me, and the label on the file bag happened to be seen by me - the record of the investigation of the disappearance of the Yuan Shouling Department.
Yuan Shouling, is the name of the knife, there are very few Yuan surnames, and it is even rarer to call Shouling, since it is a record of investigating the disappearance of Yuan Shouling, there must be very important clues in it!
Grandma's, let it go. Thinking about it, I took a few steps forward, took a sharp breath, picked up the file bag, and nothing strange happened.
Since there was nothing wrong, I became bolder, but the footprints were so strange that I always felt that something was wrong here, as if there were a pair of eyes staring at me in the dark.
The more I thought about it, the more furious I became, and immediately put the file bag in my arms, and turned around and walked back. But when I got to the steps, I suddenly shook and felt my hair stand on end, because I found that there was only a series of footprints on the ground, which were my footprints, and the footprints just now had disappeared!
If I want to say that I am not afraid of encountering a corpse here, even zongzi, after all, this is in a civilized society, not a deep mountain tomb, but what is in front of me is so weird, I can't accept anything, and I screamed and ran out like crazy.