Chapter 407: The Secret That Died Once Upon a Time (17)

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Li's voice came from behind.

Mao Daxin turned his head in surprise and glared at Jiang Li incredulously: "You... How did you get out from behind? ”

"I found a little terrace at the top of the stairs, and I looked there, and then I heard a sound from here and came to take a look, and it turned out that you were here." Jiang Li pointed back.

"Maybe it's too dark there, we missed it at the time, Jiang Li, come and see, what is this?" Jiang Qiao beckoned to Jiang Li and pointed to the hollow brick on the ground that had been broken.

Mao Daxin and Jiang Li walked to the front and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then stretched out their fingers to grope the inside of the hollow brick, but there was nothing hidden inside. Jiang Qiao asked, "Could it be that the things in here have been taken away?" ”

Mao Daxin nodded: "It's possible." He stood up, patted the dust on his hands, looked around, and said, "It's too big here, otherwise we will go our separate ways, we will search the second floor in a group, and you and Jiang Li will search the third floor in a group, how about it?" ”

"Okay, the two of them can take care of each other." Jiang Qiao nodded: "It's just... Why isn't it me and Ah Moon in a group, you two in a group. Jiang Qiao teasingly squeezed his eyebrows at Mao Daxin, causing Ah Moon to blush for a while.

"Don't talk nonsense, if something really happens, who will protect whom you two are together." Mao Daxin pretended to be impatient, beckoned to Ah Moon, and left the third floor with her as if she were fleeing.

Only Jiang Qiao's hearty laughter was left.

After the joke, Jiang Qiao followed Jiang Li and continued to search on the third floor, Jiang Qiao suddenly remembered the figure he had just glanced at in a hurry, and asked, "Jiang Li, here... Is there a ghost here? ”

Jiang Li shook his head: "I didn't see it." It's pretty clean. ”

Could it be that he was dazzled just now?

Jiang Qiao shook his head and followed Jiang Li to continue searching in each room on the third floor. There are several bunk iron beds in each room on this floor, and it is clear that this is the residence of the children in this orphanage. The two searched one by one in order, Jiang Qiao felt a little sad while looking at it, the layout in the room was very simple, the simple iron frame bed and the rusty iron cabinet were all the arrangements in the room, in addition, there was no decoration that attached to the child's childlike interest, and there was no toy in sight.

Jail.

Jiang Qiao thought of the adjective that Ah Moon said, and felt very appropriate for a while, the children here are like prisoners in a cage, there is no freedom, no fun, but they are different from prisoners, they have no choice, and they have not done anything wrong.

"Ahem, ahem." Jiang Qiao sighed with emotion, and opened the drawer of an iron cabinet, and the dust inside immediately rushed out, choking Jiang Qiao to tears, but the drawer was empty.

Jiang Qiao coughed violently, Jiang Li walked over and patted her on the back and said, "There's nothing here, let's go and see somewhere else." ”

Jiang Qiao nodded, and the two came to another room, this time Jiang Li didn't let Jiang Qiao turn over things, but covered his mouth and nose with one sleeve and turned it over, while Jiang Qiao just stood aside and watched. The tin cabinet was full of useless garbage, such as rag dolls with no broken cotton wool, or pencils shorter than fingers, or toys with missing arms and legs, but it was clear that there were children who lived here for a while.

Jiang Qiao stood against the door, and when he saw that there was still an iron cabinet by the door that had not been turned over, he covered his mouth and nose like Jiang Li, and pulled it open hard, but he didn't expect that this drawer seemed to be stuck by something, and he was stunned that only a small crack was opened, and he couldn't open it again.

Jiang Qiao tried hard again, but it still didn't work, the temper went straight to the head, she pressed her foot against the cabinet, the whole person leaned back, "bang", the drawer was finally opened, and a pen flew out of the crack in the drawer, landed on Jiang Qiao's neckline, and almost slipped into her clothes. Jiang Qiao didn't dare to move, and finally grabbed it when Bi was about to slip into his underwear.

Jiang Qiao took the pen in his hand and took a closer look, screamed in fright, and shook his hand, and the thing that was the same as the pen drew an arc in mid-air and fell to the ground.

Jiang Li walked over and picked it up, he understood why Jiang Qiao had such a reaction. What kind of pen is this, it's obviously a severed hand. Look at the shape of the severed hand, this should belong to the child.

"There's a whole child's skeleton in a drawer." Jiang Li walked to the drawer that Jiang Qiao had just opened with brute force and took a look: "However, it looks like it should have been dead for a long time." ”

"Can you tell how he died?" Jiang Qiao stood a little farther away and asked. She suddenly realized that she wasn't the same as she used to be, and she didn't want to see anything about corpses or anything like that.

"You think I'm a forensic doctor, you can't see it." Jiang Li shook his head.

"Then let's hurry up and see if there are any other corpses."

Jiang Qiao walked away quickly and continued to look in other rooms. Just as she was concentrating on rummaging through the drawers, a series of hurried footsteps passed behind her, Jiang Qiao turned around, but there was nothing, she shouted tentatively: "Jiang Li, is it you?" ”

"What?" Jiang Li's voice came from the next room: "What's the matter, I'm here." ”

Jiang Qiao shook his head and shouted, "It's okay." ”

Did you hear it wrong? Jiang Qiao turned around hesitantly and continued to look through the other drawers, "Come and chase me~ Come and chase me~" There was another burst of footsteps running over, Jiang Qiao heard it very clearly this time, the footsteps came from the corridor, and the laughter of children.

Jiang Qiao turned his head sharply again, but there was still nothing behind him.

Jiang Qiao rubbed his red eyes and looked at them carefully, but there was still nothing. Jiang Qiao turned her back again, but this time she left one hand, although her back was to the corridor, her head was twisted in the direction of the corridor, and sure enough, it didn't take long for another burst of footsteps to run from behind her, but this time Jiang Qiao could see it clearly.

It was a few children who looked to be only five or six years old, laughing and playing in the corridor, they seemed to be playing hide and seek with Jiang Qiao on purpose, seeing Jiang Qiao turn his back, they ran quickly from one end of the classroom to the other, their speed was very fast, if it weren't for Jiang Qiao's eyes staring at the corridor all the time, they couldn't see their figures at all.

Strange, there are still children living here?

Jiang Qiao's mind was full of children who had just run over, and he opened a tin cabinet with his hand.

"Ah~~~" A sharp cry echoed throughout the building.

In the iron cabinet in front of Jiang Qiao, a complete corpse was lying quietly inside, and two black hole eyes were staring at Jiang Qiao, as if telling some sad past.