Chapter 56

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the senior woman narrowed her eyes, walked towards him, and asked:

"you are very familiar with this place. We can't compare the instant recognition of the dining bell or the clarity of the location of these keys..."

Zhao Yicheng, on one side, obviously knew her and gave a low rebuke: "Sun Xiaoyan!"

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After listening to her words, the crowd could not help but tremble. They all cast their eyes of fear and suspicion on Mo Yi, who has been leading all their actions since just now! Is?

Mo Yi drooped his eyes, and his pale and handsome face was calm.

The next second, he raised his eyes and looked at Sun Xiaoyan. His eyes were very dark. When there was no emotion, it was like the night without starlight, which almost forced the people to look away.

Mo Yi said:

"the fixed configuration in British public orphanages, such as the location of ring tones and keys, is regulated by regulations in Britain. Most of them have been used since World War I. are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Sun Xiaoyan obviously didn't expect the answer. After listening to Mo Yi's words, she was stunned for a while, but she still quibbled:

"well, no one can prove that you are telling the truth? And what makes you say it's British? Are you in an orphanage in England... "

Hearing her words become more and more excessive, Zhao Yicheng raised his voice again and interrupted her angrily:

"Sun Xiaoyan! That's enough for you

Sun Xiaoyan stopped talking. Zhao Yicheng gave him a look and said to Mo Yi:

"that I'm very sorry, Xiaoyan, she... "

Before Zhao Yicheng finished speaking, Mo Yi quickly interrupted him:

"it doesn't matter. I didn't pay attention to it. Now the most important thing is to find clues."

With that, he turned and walked down the corridor on the other side.

Song Qi gave sun Xiaoyan a deep look, then turned around to keep up with Mo Yi and walked inward.

At that moment, sun Xiaoyan's face turned white, and he was nailed to the spot rigidly. His physiological cold sweat was climbing down her back like a waterfall.

-- the light colored eyes, like inorganic eyes, cruel as death who does not care about other people's lives, are cold and contemptuous of predators alone, which makes her feel instinctive fear and tremble from the depths of her soul.

"Little Rock, Little Rock!" Zhao Yicheng's voice awakened her from her bewilderment: "what's the matter with you?"

Sun Xiaoyan shook his head in a daze and watched the two people's back.

Why did the man Why do you have such terrible eyes?

the two walked forward one after another, and the silence seemed dignified. In the silence, only the creaking sound of the wooden floor under their feet could be heard.

In front of the wall lamp more and more dim, almost difficult to penetrate the rich like the solid darkness, can only reluctantly emit a dark yellow halo, illuminate a small area of the wall.

The cold and gloomy air, like tarsal bone marrow, climbs up the human tail vertebrae.

Mo Yimeng stops.

In front of the corridor, there was a teddy bear standing upright.

Its brown hair is sparse, limbs barely hanging on the limbs, missing an eye, the only remaining black eye gray, crooked to sew on the face.

It slanted half of the incomplete body, with the only remaining, covered with dust and cracks eyes quietly watching Mo Yi.

It was the teddy bear that had appeared in his room.

Mo Yi's back suddenly gave out a thin layer of cold sweat.

Behind him came Song Qi's deep voice: "what's the matter?"

His voice made Mo Yi shake his mind.

The next second he looked, the corridor was empty.

The teddy bear just disappeared.

Mo Yi is a little worried. He opens his mouth and turns around in his heart. His voice is a little hoarse:

"you Have you seen... "

"-- what?" The child's clear and crisp voice sounded in his ears, with the child's unique innocence, took over his words and asked softly.

These two words are very close, as if whispering in his ear!

Mo Yi's scalp explodes and turns back at the fastest speed!

There was nothing behind him.

There is no song Qi, no light, no corridor, no retreat.

There is nothing literally.

Only boundless, devouring all the light of the dark, silently open arms, devouring him.Mo Yi's whole body is stiff and cold, and the fine sweat slowly seeps out from his forehead.

His dry larynx moved and turned to look at the remaining corridor.

The corridor was long and dark, and there was a closed door in front of him, which was his destination.

Mo Yi subconsciously clenched his hand. The edge of the ancient key was hard and cold, and it hurt faintly in his palm.

There is no way back now.

He settled down and went to the door.

The dusty wooden door stands quietly at the end of the corridor. The sign on the door has been eroded and blurred, but it still vaguely recognizes the English characters:

"Dean's office".

Some rusty long and thin keys were inserted into the lock holes, making a small and crisp metal collision sound. Mo Yi pressed his fingers and listened to a slight "click". The door opened in response.

The smell of dust came to my face.

Mo Yi pauses, reaches out to push the door wider, and then goes in without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the light inside the door is still bright. The light illuminates the spacious room through the dust covered lampshade. The antique dark green wallpaper is wrinkled, but it is clean and decent.

The low ceiling is somewhat uneven, with a few dirty water stains.

The room was full of tables, chairs and cabinets, looking messy.

Mo Yi goes forward and rummages the sundries piled on the table.

There are a lot of things, but they are of little value.

He squatted down and opened the drawer under the table.

In the drawers lie many wrinkled documents, which are randomly stacked together. Mo Yi browses them quickly. Among them, a rough piece of brown paper catches his eyes: Iris municipal orphanage, which was built in 1913.

The whole picture of the orphanage is painted with grandiose brush strokes. At the brand-new gate of the orphanage, a row of orphans and nursing workers all show a brilliant smile.

The following lines are blurred.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and put the pile of documents back into the drawer.

In fact, this building is rather shoddy. In many places, even if he is a layman, he can see that he is cutting corners. It is a miracle that it can last about 20 or 30 years.

And now it appears, though shabby, it still needs to be complete.

It seems that there is no big deviation from the age he estimated at first.

But apart from this, there are no valuable clues.

Mo Yi's mood can't help but feel a little urgent. He pushed the drawer back, turned to open the cabinet beside the wall, and then quickly buried his head to look for it.

No No No

His brow was tight, and a deep mark of thought was imprinted between his brows.

A few hot drops of sweat slowly slid down his temples, along the lines of his face, and dropped into his collar.

Mo Yi's men keep moving, but they are obviously anxious.

No specific files or documents of orphans can be found anywhere.

All of a sudden, Mo Yi's action was stiffly.

A cold chill suddenly struck, and the temperature around the body almost dropped several degrees. The chilling feeling penetrated into the texture of the skin through the thin clothes, which was almost frightening.

Such a strange temperature change made Mo Yi's heart shrink suddenly.

A kind of unexplained horror moment seized his heart and made his blood cold and almost stagnant.

Mo Yi's brain is blank, but his body has subconsciously taken the lead in action!

He jerked himself short!

A noose ran over his head and a strong wind came up!

Mo Yi's hair chills behind him. He doesn't dare to move lightly, but slowly turns his head to look behind him.

The spine is clucking.

He can hear his own blood impact on the eardrum, send out a hot agitation, desperately clamoring for the arrival of danger!

At this time, Mo Yi's residual light swept a shadow.

He's not the only one in this room.

The goose bumps all over his body exploded in an instant, and the back of his neck was covered with cold sweat.

In the afterglow, the shadow was slowly approaching.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, exhaled slowly and tremblingly, and then lay down violently!

He ducked to the side of the cupboard, then stretched out his legs to smash the decayed load-bearing point of the cabinet!

The big cupboard fell down!

It's just falling towards the close shadow.

The dark yellow and white papers and pieces of paper clattered out and poured down the room with gravity and the potential energy of dumping, like a spectacular waterfall.

At this time, Mo Yi, lying on the ground, got up in a Gulu. The moment when he wanted to raise his head, he was stunned for half a second.He saw that at the back of the cupboard was a long piece of dark yellow paper, carefully mounted in a beautiful wooden frame, on which a lot of characters were written in English.

Mo Yi's face flashed with a stunned look.

The pieces of paper in the room fell down and returned to silence.

Just then, the temperature dropped suddenly!

Mo Yi's heart is not good. He can only lift his hand to his neck before he can feel the cold breath coming from behind his neck.

The next second, the haunting noose came again!

The crude rope twisted his neck and tightened it mercilessly. Xin Kui Mo Yi raised his hand to his throat, otherwise he would be hanged instantly.

Mo Yi clenched his teeth and resisted the gradually locked rope with his palm. "Click" and "click" came the sound of knuckle fracture. The sharp pain penetrated into the brain along the palm, almost making him breathless.

At this moment, his feet suddenly empty.

At that moment, Mo Yimeng recalled:

the cause of death of the man who was hanged was not suffocation, but The neck bone was broken.

Mo Yi clenched his teeth and resisted the gradually locked rope with his palm. "Click" and "click" came the sound of knuckle fracture. The sharp pain penetrated into the brain along the palm of his hand www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!