in the name of evil

Chapter 31 The Disappeared File

Song Xian felt embarrassed when she heard this.

He...why would he say such a thing? We've only just met
Song Xian looked at her toes in a panic, letting Jiang Li lead her to walk slowly.

Jiang Li, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt much more comfortable in his heart.

The best way to overcome fear is not to face it, but to find a father.

Borrowing the flashlight of his mobile phone to the file room, Jiang Li twisted the handle and found that the door was locked. He looked down and saw that there was no thin wire nearby, so he looked at Song Xian with a smile.

"Xiaoxian"

Xiaoxian!He called me Xiaoxian!

"I can't open this door, can you open it for me?"

Song Xian raised her head, full of energy, patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

After finishing speaking, Song Xian put her hand on the door, pushed gently, and the door opened.

despair!
It seems that something has fallen.

Jiang Li took a closer look and saw that the deadbolt that had been broken in two was lying quietly on the ground.

Is this reasonable?

Jiang Li looked at himself holding Song Xian's hand, and silently let go.

"Yes, it was a great help."

While forcing out a smile, he was thankful that it wasn't his left hand lying on the ground.

Song Xian, who was praised, was as happy as a child who got a dream toy, showing a pure and satisfied smile.

Are the walnuts pinched by Song Xian nourishing the brain?Jiang Li thought about this question in his heart.

He shook his head quickly, shook off the strange thoughts in his mind, and walked into the file room.

The archives room is very large, storing all the materials of the deceased that the funeral home has handled, and it is neatly summarized according to the year.

Jiang Li didn't try to open the computer in the archive room. Don't worry about it, the computer here must require an administrator password, and the data is also entered from these files, so there will be no difference.

So, Jiang Li began to search for the files from a month ago on the cabinet shelf.

"27, 28, 29, 31, huh?"

Jiang Li was about to collect all the files from a month ago and a year ago, but found that one file was missing.

"Where did NO.30 go?"

Jiang Li suspected that the disappearing file might be related to this wandering soul.

He wanted to see if the file was misplaced, so he searched down the number, but after searching, he found something was wrong.

There are even more than one file.

"No. 51, No. 89, 93, on the eighth of last month, NO.19, and."

Jiang Li kept searching, and finally found that until a year ago, 49 files were missing!
Moreover, the numbers of the missing files were irregular, which made Jiang Li feel helpless.

He sat on the ground, biting his nails, with a confused expression on his face.

Song Xian didn't know what Jiang Li was doing, and she didn't dare to ask, so she just stood aside obediently, waiting obediently for Jiang Li's orders.

After a long time, Jiang Li suddenly thought of something and stood up suddenly.

He turned his attention to the last month's files again, and sure enough, several files in this part were missing.

But the files from a year ago are not missing.

Jiang Li greeted Song Xian to leave the archives room, closed the useless door, and went to the personnel department on the same floor.

Song Xian followed suit and easily opened the locked door again.

He was looking for personnel information.

"Entry time. One year ago"

Jiang Li rummaged through the personnel information in the file room of the second funeral home, and soon he pulled out one of the files.

"Exactly one year." Jiang Li smiled, and soon shook his head sullenly.

"No, it's not him. It's impossible for someone who just joined the job to hide from the staff of other archives. They must be the ones with very senior qualifications."

He went to search for other information, and finally found a few candidates that were more suitable for his expectations.

After taking photos of these people's information, he had a further guess.

He sorted out the materials, put them back in the distance, and returned to the archives room again.

This time, he didn't just focus on the year marked on the file, but compared the file from one year ago with the one within a year in detail.

While Jiang Li was working on this boring studio, there was noise from downstairs, he was worried that people downstairs would find him, so he asked Song Xian to check by the window instead.

Song Xian is a ghost, ordinary people can't see her.

"There are a lot of policemen downstairs, surrounded by four people, they seem to have been arrested."

Jiang Li nodded and continued to check the files in his hand.

As for Song Xian, although she was trapped in the oil painting for a long time, her mentality was still at the level of a senior high school candidate, and she was a little worried when she saw this.

"What happened? Why are there so many policemen?" She asked Jiang Li, because in her memory, she had never seen so many policemen, and she would only see this kind of policeman on TV when a major incident happened. scene.

"There is a ghost in the funeral home, which can affect the minds of ordinary people. These four people were tricked by it and kidnapped a few innocent people. These policemen are here to arrest them." Jiang Li didn't look up.

"Ah." Song Xian covered her mouth, as if a little frightened: "Is there a ghost in this funeral home?"

Hearing this, Jiang Li raised his head to look at the frightened deer-like beautiful girl, and for a moment didn't know how to complain.

He sighed: "Has your classmate ever praised you for being cute and cute?"

Song Xian frowned beautifully, as if remembering.

"How do you know?" She looked at Jiang Li in surprise.

"Hehe, I just found out." Jiang Li shook his head helplessly, then lowered his head to look at the file.

Song Xian's admiration in Jiang Li's eyes deepened.

Time passed by, and the policemen downstairs also left, leaving only Jiang Li alive in the funeral home in a real sense.

Without anyone noticing, on the first floor of the funeral parlor, where the corpses are stored, a faint black mist overflowed.

The black fog became more and more intense, and at this moment, because of the kidnapping incident, in the unattended monitoring room, snowflakes began to appear on the large screen of the monitoring monitor.

The signal seems to be affected by something.

hiss - hiss -

The picture became less and less clear. Just before the picture was cut off, it seemed that a certain freezer in the morgue was photographed and suddenly moved.

And all of this, Jiang Li didn't realize it.

The black mist seemed to be alive, like an octopus, stretched out its tentacles, and crawled out along the locked door of the morgue.

Then, it climbed the stairs step by step along the safe passage, as if it was looking for something.

It moves very slowly, but moves very fast.

Soon, it came to the floor where Jiang Li was.

The tentacles pushed the safety door of the safe passage open a gap, and drilled into the passage along the gap.

It blends perfectly into the darkness and seems to disappear
At the same time, Jiang Li stuffed the last file back into the cabinet.

"I understand." Jiang Li let out a long breath and said to Song Xian, "Let's go to the morgue."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Li felt a strong violent breath rising in his heart.

(End of this chapter)