Chapter 95: The stench turns to filth (Part 7)
The door was old and rusty. To Xie Mian's surprise, it was equipped with an advanced facial recognition lock.
The lock still had power, and the moment it detected someone, it began to flash red:
【Warning, face recognition error! 】
【Warning, face recognition error! 】
The sound was mechanical and electric, a bit chaotic.
Xie Mian raised the blade and attacked Suo Tou violently.
【drop--】
The door opened with a sound, and the dust on the door fell down.
Xie Mian raised the goose egg to cover his nose, but felt the goose egg in his hand trembling.
"What's wrong?"
E Shifang wanted to say something, but after moving his round body, he suddenly remembered that he was still a saw-mouthed gourd.
He jumped from Xie Mian's hand to the ground, staring at Xie Mian's ankle with his head, signaling him to step back.
This room gave him a very bad feeling.
In his forgotten memories, there must be a story about this house that was unpleasant and painful.
Xie Mian stood where he was, neither going in nor retreating.
He looked around the room—
Sofa, red wine glass, file cabinet, electronic screen, remote control.
The sofa was a soft leather sofa with a slight dent in one place, which showed that someone had sat there frequently.
There was still half a glass of red wine left in the glass, covered with white hop fungi. I don't know why its owner didn't drink it all and left in a hurry.
Opposite the sofa is a huge electronic screen that almost takes up the entire wall.
To the right of the electronic screen is a row of file cabinets, all locked.
E Shifang was still trying hard to push Xie Mian's ankle.
He didn't dare use his insect power, fearing he might injure Xie Mian. But the goose egg's power was too weak, like an ant pushing a watermelon, and his wife didn't budge at all.
Xie Mian bent down and gently brushed his fingertips across the eggshell.
"It's fine."
A tingling electric sensation passed through the whole body, and the egg trembled as if it had been boiled in boiling water, and the whole egg turned pink.
The soles of shoes stepped on the dust.
Xie Mian lifted his foot and entered the room.
Goose Shifang rolled in front of Xie Mian, cautiously turning the egg, trying to see every corner with his invisible eyes.
Xie Mian's eyes first fell on the remote control.
There are only two buttons on the black remote control, one for power on and one for zooming in and out.
He casually pressed the power button.
The screen display flickered a few times, then lit up steadily, showing a clear surveillance image.
These images are divided into more than a dozen small grids, covering every corner of the welfare home.
Xie Mian stared at the screen for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the file cabinet.
The cabinet door had an old-fashioned padlock. Xie Mian raised his knife and slashed it, and with a few "clicks", the iron lock was completely broken.
It was packed full of thick blue folders neatly stacked.
He casually pulled out a book and opened it.
There are small color photos pasted on the yellowed paper.
The photos show the faces of young children, their eyes may be ignorant, timid, or have a hint of numbness that should not be seen in children.
Below the photo is the printed name, number, date of admission to the welfare home, physical condition... and whether the person is dead.
"die……"
Xie Mian's fingers paused.
He flipped through the files quickly, one after another. Almost all of them were stamped with a red seal indicating death.
Su Xiaocai, Song Yidu, Li Yuan, Zhang Tangtang...
He even saw the names of the children who had bullied him in the past. Those "orphanage bullies" were all dead.
More than a thousand files, more than a thousand children...
This cold filing cabinet is like a huge tomb, silently displaying all the swallowed up childhoods.
The electronic screen is still flashing.
It was empty inside, not a single person in sight.
Only in an inconspicuous corner in the lower right corner of the screen, there were twenty or so numb children curled up.
Xie Mian closed the file in his hand and put it back in its place.
At this moment, Goose Shifang, who had been "patrolling" the house, suddenly began to tremble violently and frequently again.
"Go, wife, go!"
"Shifang, you..."
Before Xie Mian could be surprised that E Shifang could actually speak, he felt E Shifang hitting his legs hard.
This time, Goose Shifang used insect energy.
Xie Mian was knocked off his feet and staggered backward, almost falling on his butt.
Seeing E Shifang's appearance, Xie Mian didn't dare to stay any longer.
He picked up the goose and left the house, closing the door.
The iron gate blocks the entry of sunlight.
The whole room fell into darkness again.
Just ten minutes after Xie Mian left, the ground inside the house suddenly shook silently, and a black tentacle emerged from the soil.
The tentacles first sniffed the air left and right, as if looking for something.
Then, it suddenly shrank back into the soil.
A moment later, a rebellious man in gray protective clothing emerged from the soil.
The man was tall, with the left half of his face being human, while the right half was covered in brown insect armor.
This person was none other than Mole Cricket No. 3, who had once wanted to kill Xie Mian but was blown into pieces by E Shifang.
Number Three first paced slowly in the room, shaking his head, and trying hard to recall something.
Then he walked to the filing cabinet, squatted down, and pulled out a thick folder from the bottom layer.
This is a folder that is pressed at the bottom and is slightly darker in color.
The folder was unnumbered, with only a handwritten, illegible number on the cover:
0.
Number Three opened the folder and after seeing the photos inside, he suddenly started crying and laughing.
“Hehehe…”
"Little butterfly, my little butterfly..."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." He stroked the photo and muttered to himself, his face frantic, "At that time... we didn't know... we thought you were going to leave... we just wanted to survive..."
"It's all that monster. He took you away. He made you forget everything..."
Number Three's voice suddenly rose, filled with resentment: "Don't be afraid, Brother Butterfly, I will save you. I will definitely help you regain your memory!"
Number Three talked to himself for a long time.
Until he seemed to remember something, put away the documents in the folder, and started searching in the cabinet again.
He threw and stepped on the documents in the cabinet until he finally found a small plastic box inside.
This is a very ordinary box that can be bought in the supermarket for two dollars.
There were cartoon stickers stuck crookedly on the box.
When I opened the box, I saw a pure white, oval-shaped cocoon shell inside.
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