"Why are you like this!" Zhou Rongqi's eyes were red: "Obviously someone is asking for help, it's Zhou Hui." - She's here, right in ......"

His eyes searched left and right, up and down, and suddenly pointed not far away, and said, "Right there!" ”

I looked up and saw that there was nothing empty. Up, the wooden handrail continues to extend upwards. Down, it's the winding down stairs. And there was no sound, and no figure could be seen.

"Don't overthink it, maybe it's some kind of energy in the supermarket that is affecting your nerves." I cautiously took out two pieces of cotton 'flowers' and stuffed them firmly into his ears: "Can you still hear me?" ”

Zhou Rong's face changed greatly: "I can hear it, it's as clear as if the voice appeared directly in my mind." ”

"I'm afraid, it's an illusion." I judged. When people crave something excessively, they will have visual and auditory hallucinations in an unfamiliar and claustrophobic environment: "Ignore those voices, let's go faster." ”

As he spoke, he forcibly pulled Zhou Rong and walked quickly towards the third floor. His face was full of fear, and he kept stuffing toilet paper and cotton 'flowers' into his ears, and finally even wanted to use a knife to mash his eardrums. Fortunately, I found out in time and stopped it.

The voice that kept pouring into Zhou Rong's ears suddenly stopped after coming to the second floor, as if it had never appeared. At that time, Zhou Rong was shocked and scared. It's almost gone in both ears, and anyone will be terrified.

From the second floor to the third floor, nothing strange happened, and we walked into the monitoring room smoothly.

When did human beings begin to install monitoring equipment in residential areas, apartments, shopping malls, and supermarkets on a large scale, and set up separate monitoring rooms? I don't know, but humans are always afraid. Just like the fear of the absence of light, the fear of one's own personal safety and the safety of one's property, the fear of unpredictable dangers. Prevent your own kind from violating your own property and life.

The product of human distrust and suspicion is the monitoring room. Usually in order to strengthen the management of the closed-circuit television monitoring system 'operation' room, ensure the normal use and safe operation of the monitoring system, and give full play to its role, many places will deliberately formulate many rules, and also adopt a 24-hour duty system.

However, the blank supermarket is different, there are no applicants for the position of monitor, and there are no guards. No one will want to patrol a supermarket in the middle of the night. Because several of the guards who had been patrolling were missing.

This brings convenience to our infiltration work.

The monitoring room of the blank supermarket is near the power distribution room on the third floor, which is really remote. But for me, who has been glimpsing it for a long time, it is not difficult to find it even if it is 'touched' in the dark.

The supermarket was silent, empty, and there were no lights around us. With the light coming in from the outside world, Zhou Rong and I could only vaguely see the surrounding environment. The cabinet of the jewelry counter is lit up with a faint red 'color' indicator light, which flashes at a very low frequency. It's an anti-theft device, and as soon as the glass on the cabinet breaks, the supermarket will call the police directly. However, I highly doubt that there will be police officers who will take advantage of the darkness of the night and risk running to the blank supermarket to kill them.

The sound of our small footsteps in the empty supermarket was extremely harsh, and we finally came to the 'door' of the monitoring room with trepidation, but the 'door' was tightly locked by a secret lock.

"How can it be locked, you don't lock the 'door' during the day!" Zhou Rong shook the 'door' vigorously, motionless, and the lock was very strong. He was depressed: "It seems that I have to go back." ”

"Don't worry, I'm prepared." I took out a set of unlocking steel plates and dialed them a few times, and there was a soft 'click' sound in the hidden lock.

Zhou Rong was dumbfounded: "This is the legendary master key that only exists in the criminal police team, and it is strictly forbidden to spread things, how can you have it?" ”

"Stolen. It just so happened that my cousin was in the criminal police team. "I opened my eyes and told nonsense.

The guy believed: "Well, it seems that you are better prepared than I am." Your relationship with your friends must be extraordinary! ”

I giggled. Nonsense, although I haven't met that dead 'girl' child, she has a relationship with my year-end credits. As he thought, he pushed open the 'door' and walked in. The monitoring room is not big, only six square meters, but it is "chaotic" and some "pumping". Wires and data lines are densely packed like snakes under the table, and there are several computer screens on the table, each of which is showing different floors and corners of the supermarket. There is a shelf on our right, with hundreds of CDs stacked in a mess. I turned on the light, walked up and got a look. It is a very ordinary DVD disc, which can record about 12 hours of footage. In other words, one disc a day, there are more than 1,095 on the shelf. Luckily, each disc has an ugly line of numbers written to keep track of time. I'm amazed at this old way of archiving, is it necessary to burn records every day? Even the banking system usually only keeps records for three months. And the blank supermarket did not miss every day, and all of it was deliberately recorded on DVD. Is there something hidden in it? Forget it, it's more important to find what you need. I shook my head and shook the doubt away. Begin to retrieve surveillance records of the time period when Nadine disappeared. She disappeared more than three weeks ago, so I'm going to have to look at at least 24 DVDs between 45 and 21 days ago.

The discs were 'messy' and disorderly, so I needed to sort them out and sift through them. Zhou Rong also chose beside me, looking at his appearance, he must have wanted to find out what happened in the supermarket a day or two before Zhou Hui's disappearance. How the hell did she go missing. There are players in the monitoring room, and there are exactly two. He and I looked at each other without bothering each other. Since the time period I need to pay attention to is very long and boring, I glance at his images from time to time. What he chose 'sex' was just to play the footage with Zhou Hui's picture, and the rest jumped over. The recordings on the DVD are recorded in nine screens, each representing the position of a monitor. Every few seconds, the screen jumps to a monitor on another level. It's convenient for the monitors, but it's a bit of a hassle for us. Eyes are tired. I skimmed across the screen at twenty times the speed, time racing under the screen. In the twenty-four days I checked, each single day there were almost no customers in the blank supermarket. Just like now. Only the employees are bored. I watched from a high vantage point as employees cleaned the floors and sorted out the shelves in the morning. Finish work at half past five in the afternoon and go home. Day after day. At night, the supermarket is silent and dark, with nothing but the lights of the sirens.