The two were overjoyed and quickly inserted it into the lock of the archive room door, which opened easily this time.
Once inside, the two split up to search the files on the shelves.
"How are we supposed to find this?" As time ticked by, Luo Bin and his companion were completely clueless. A rough calculation showed that there were tens of thousands of paper files inside.
If we investigate step by step, how long will it take?
Tong Xiaolu frowned and jumped off the stool.
"No, there should be a range."
"What range?" Luo Bin asked hurriedly.
Tong Xiaolu looked up: "Do you remember when the incident at the sanatorium happened?"
Luo Bin recalled: "Brother Cui said that the sanatorium changed directors in 24 years, and within a year, a patient riot occurred, and all medical staff were tortured and killed one after another."
That should be in 25 years. What are your thoughts?
"Anyway, it won't be outside of these two years, so let's look for something between 2024 and 2025!"
Following Tong Xiaolu's instructions, the two went directly to the innermost file shelf based on the time, and sure enough, they found a file folder that looked a little different.
"Look!" Luo Bin came over carrying something. This file folder was on the very top of the shelf, out of Tong Xiaolu's reach.
She took the bag, opened it, and pulled out the medical records of the players. There were 12 records in total, with Ding Zhao's at the top, as he was the oldest.
Tong Xiaolu happily pulled them all out, but the next second, several of them suddenly turned to ashes and disappeared from Tong Xiaolu's fingers.
The two women were stunned for a moment, but then they realized what was happening.
These missing medical records must belong to players who have already died.
I flipped through them and found there were only 5 left. No wonder only 3 of the last group that entered the haunted house survived. Compared to their own team, they were doing pretty well.
Tong Xiaolu continued reading, and indeed, Cui Mingyang and Xiao Jin were not dead, but...
Tong Xiaolu's pupils contracted, and she hurriedly stuffed the medical record into the file folder.
Luo Bin asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?" He hadn't paid much attention just now, but he noticed that Tong Xiaolu's expression was a bit strange.
"No...no." Tong Xiaolu came back to her senses.
"Alright, let's hurry up and leave. As long as we leave the sanatorium with the medical record, we'll be cleared." Luo Bin complained, "I never want to come back to this damn haunted house again!"
As they spoke, the two quickly prepared to go downstairs to meet Cui Mingyang and Xiao Jin.
As she left, Tong Xiaolu lowered her eyes, her mind wandering elsewhere. When she thought of the name she had seen back then, she suddenly realized what had happened.
It's her! No wonder...
The two searched the fourth floor and were surprised to find that they couldn't find Cui Mingyang anywhere.
"That's impossible. The Ghost Doctor's activity area should be on the 4th floor. Why isn't Brother Cui here?" Luo Bin was very puzzled.
Tong Xiaolu looked around, especially at the ground. There was no blood, and Cui Mingyang's medical record was intact, which meant that he was definitely not dead.
"Keep going down to look. Maybe the ghost doctor isn't what we think. Perhaps he's just chasing Mingyang downstairs!"
Luo Bin: "Alright, let's go down and take another look."
After they finished speaking, the two went downstairs. As soon as they stepped into the third floor, Luo Bin, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and his face darkened.
Sensing the increasingly oppressive atmosphere around her, Tong Xiaolu couldn't help but become wary.
Hehehe~
Hehehe~
Upon hearing that distinctive, childish voice, the two seemed to realize something, exchanged a glance, and cursed their bad luck.
It's that gamer Ding Zhao was talking about.
The laughter didn't stop, and then the other person asked softly, "Brother and sister, can I play games with Xiaoyun?"
How dare they refuse! The last one who refused had his head ripped off.
Luo Bin replied stiffly, "Okay..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black aura enveloped the two of them. Then, when Luo Bin and Tong Xiaolu opened their eyes again, the scenery around them had changed.
The two seemed to have been teleported to the rooftop, where the ground was covered in bloodstains and drag marks, but strangely, there were no corpses.
Tong Xiaolu looked up and immediately saw the little devil in his pajamas standing in front of them.
The 6- or 7-year-old child was exceptionally cute, but his body was covered with bluish-purple bruises.
Those black pupils, deep and dark, seemed to devour all the light around them, sending a chill down one's spine.
With an eyepatch over his left eye, his smile was eerie and chilling. The slight upward curve of his lips seemed meticulously calculated, and his eyes held no trace of childlike innocence or naivety. He was quietly watching the two of them with a mocking air.
"Brother and sister, Xiaoyun's friend who always keeps her company is gone. Can one of you stay and play with me?" Xiaoyun's words were innocent, but they sent chills down their spines.
“However…” He glanced at Luo Bin and Tong Xiaolu.
"I only need one friend. Have you decided who will stay?"
Upon hearing this, the two instantly understood. What game? What friends? This kid wanted them to kill each other, and the one who died in the end would naturally be his playmate!
Tong Xiaolu suddenly thought of Ding Zhao.
Did his three teammates really die at the hands of vengeful ghosts?
"Damn it!" This is troublesome.
Luo Bin cursed under his breath, glaring at Xiao Yun.
This brat wasn't around before, how come he suddenly reappeared! Want him to fight the deer? Dream on! We might as well just kill him!
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