After some whispering of paper documents, the juniors and juniors coughed again.

"Ahem, ahem, how long has it been since anyone cleaned it."

"Why, ahem, so much dust."

The junior waved the folder.

The sound of cutting through the air became especially noticeable at this time.

Bang Bang –

The juniors seem to have found their target and are slapping the dust on it.

"You go to the window, the window!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

"It's choking me!"

The junior looked a little unbearable and kept coughing.

"Senior, you probably haven't been to the archives here."

"Some of the materials and archives have now been moved to the new building."

"All that's left of this archive is something that's not that important."

"Naturally, there are not many people to manage it."

"Usually no one comes to pick up any research papers or anything."

"Besides, it's all old academic papers."

"Some of them, they don't make much sense at this time."

"The times are advancing, and so is technology."

"We're going to move forward."

Then came the sound of a dozen papers falling into the arms of people.

Whoa—

It seems to have fallen to the ground in part.

The junior picked it up again and patted the soil.

"The professor's papers, the papers and submissions you were involved in are all here."

"You know, the professor's stuff was pretty much taken away at that time."

"That's all you have left, it's useless."

"Then again, there shouldn't be many people here."

"Of the few books about the professor, there are very few of them."

"Senior, you think so too."

"There must be someone who came to check this a long time before you, senior."

"That person must be related to the case you mentioned just now, senior."

The junior took the younger brother and left the dusty archive room.

After locking the door, the two of them walked to the second floor with the materials.

"There's a conference room here, senior, check it out here."

"I'll pour you a glass of water."

"Don't be polite to me, help you and help those innocent victims."

When the juniors left to pour the water, the junior put the heavy materials on the table.

The room was empty, and the sound of materials scattered on it soon began to echo.

The sound of the junior pushing the chair to sit down was also loud.

"Hmmm......"

The sound of flipping through papers.

The junior also took out a notebook from his backpack to record.

For a moment, the room was filled with the sound of keystrokes and paper.

After the sound of rushing water sounded, the younger generations had a sense of existence.

"Senior, you drink saliva first, your mouth is dry."

"I see you haven't had a good night's sleep these days."

"Alas......"

"I sighed because I couldn't figure it out."

"How can people be so crazy? I thought it was all something that would appear in the textbook. ”

"These papers are excellent."

"It's all for the progress of mankind, isn't it?"

"Why did the professor take such a path......

"I still don't understand what the professor thinks."

"Students whose seniors are professors should ......"

"I know some of it is confidential, but I just can't understand ......"

"The professor is an excellent researcher, but he is also a kind grandfather......

"At that time, no one thought that the professor would do something to his family......"

"What happened after that incident is also curious to our juniors, and we all know that we are not qualified to inquire."

"Senior, what kind of mood did you have at that time to dissect?"