Chapter 97: Look down

"No one on the first floor."

"No one on the second floor."

"No one on the third floor."

The drone rushed to the forefront, and the special forces kept up in real

time, searching every room.

If there is a locked room, use the key to unlock it.

The key comes from the management of the library to prevent all doors from

being physically broken.

The special forces quickly cleared the door on the sixth floor, and no missing

security guards were found on the fifth floor.

During the investigation, the technical investigators discovered that the

surveillance video in the library had been cleared and all surveillance video

was lost.

The four Kemeng and glutinous rice ** came to the door of the sixth floor

and felt an obvious strangeness.

Among them, Kemeng is the most. Kemeng smells the odor that dissipates. If it

is not for synaesthesia, it is difficult to smell the odor that has remained.

The smell of printing paper in the air was still there, which played a role in

covering up, but Kemeng smelled it. It was the smell of decaying books, the

smell of mold.

The musty smell is not as big as usual, Kemeng took a step inside, and it felt

stronger and stronger.

Luo Yuan also stepped inside and took out a paper talisman, which was one of

his attacking props.

When the special forces met, he immediately asked if he could enter. Dr. Liang

said: "Don't get too many people, one for each person. Just protect the

investigator. Too many people will destroy the synaesthetic conditions at the

scene."

The cluttered scene is not convenient for investigators, and the fewer people,

the better.

Of course, sometimes it's not that as few people as possible, it depends on

the situation.

After Kemon stepped in, he looked around, his nose moved, looking for the

place with the most musty smell.

Luo Yuan and Cheng Le also saw some stains through their glasses, and the

route happened to be the direction Kemeng walked.

The glutinous rice ** were tumbling in the back, and the golden hair was

extremely clean and out of keeping with the environment.

Special forces are holding submachine guns, and their nerves are constantly

strained. Once there is an abnormality, the first priority is to protect the

life of investigators.

Grunt.

After fifteen steps, Kemeng stopped at a row of corners in the east corner,

his eyes stopped in the second empty spot from the left on the third floor of

the bookshelf.

Kemon had an intuition that there should have been a very moldy book in this

space.

But that book is no longer here, where will it go?

"Can you call the curator, or call the sixth-floor administrator, I need what

books have been placed in this empty seat." Kemeng pointed to the empty seat.

"Yes!" The special soldier turned on the intercom button and explained Kemon's

needs.

"Understand, it will be delivered immediately within a minute." A calm male

voice came from the intercom.

Kemeng looked around, frowning, walking along the library floor, accepting the

strange feeling in this room.

In addition to the peculiar smell, there is also a strange feeling.

Can't tell what it is, as if something is blocking Kemeng from perceiving it.

What is missing?

A ray of light flashed, Kemon remembered.

It's a figure by the window!

Kemun once looked up at the sixth floor downstairs and saw a black skinless

figure looking down through the window.

Why is there no sense of human shadow after entering the sixth floor? This is

unreasonable.

Kemon told the captain of the question in his mind. Luo Yuan frowned and

thought quickly: "The door here was blasted, destroying the best synesthetic

environment, so some information cannot be obtained."

Kemeng stood at the window with the curtains open, looking down through the

window, and saw a group of soldiers.

What was the figure looking at?

Kemeng frowned and couldn't figure it out.

At this time, the administrator and curator on the sixth floor both entered

the sixth floor. They were both old. The special forces carried them all the

way upstairs, otherwise they could not arrive within a minute.

"Report, people have arrived!"

"Hello, comrade, this is Jin Qiwen, you said where is the empty seat, let me

see." The old curator wiped the sweat from his head, a little anxious.

The curator rushed over when he first learned of an accident in the library,

but he couldn't get in. It was not until the first half minute that someone

told him that he needed to go upstairs to cooperate with the investigation.

"Hello, hello, I am Chang Chengwen, the administrator of this level." Another

fifty-year-old apologized.

Luo Yuan shook hands and led the two to the bookshelf in the east corner.

The curator frowned, thinking hard, obviously because he was older and hadn't

been to the sixth floor for a long time, so he had forgotten.

However, the current administrator still remembers what books are here.

Besides, even if he forgets, he still has a paper record, so don't panic.

"I remember the book put here is "Whale County Tour Wen", an old book

published eighty years ago, and the collection is recorded here." The

administrator found the library catalog and pointed out that the book shelf in

the empty space was "Whale County Tour". smell".

Kemon looked at the catalog file and matched the position of the bookshelf,

but the book was not here.

"Do we need to find them all?" the soldier leading the group asked in a low

voice.

"Let's find it again, in addition, we need to re-install a door, it is best to

restore the original environment scene." Luo Yuan said.

"Yes!"

The special forces turned on the walkie-talkie and passed the request.

The walkie-talkie only paused for three seconds, and immediately replied:

"Give us half an hour."

The official forces were operating behind the scenes. One order went on, and

immediately found a factory that made steel doors and quickly customized it,

copied it in the original style, and then transported it by helicopter to

ensure speed.

The debris at the scene was cleaned up piece by piece, and the fallen books

were restored to their original places.

Synesthesia requires a good environment.

Some secret information is too concealed, and it is difficult to know what

happened before without the original environment.

Now the investigators are waiting for the environment to be restored, and then

the four investigators have a synergy to capture that feeling.

In half an hour, the helicopter arrived, bringing half of the steel doors and

professional installation workers.

Blasting only blasted one half of the door, as long as the other half of the

door was installed, the effect was not significant.

The installer quickly went upstairs and installed the steel door.

The steel door was supposed to be brand new, but they were dirty to make the

door look similar to the door in the original picture.

100% reduction is impossible, at least not with the existing technology, like

70% to 80% is already very powerful, you should know that it is only half an

hour, and it also includes the time to hurry.

After a while, the soldiers closed the door, leaving four investigators alone

in the sixth floor honey room, while the glutinous rice ** were put in the

scarf, because its image does not fit in with the environment, which made Luo

Yuan and Cheng Le unable to complete their bodies. Heart sympathy is always

interrupted.

After closing the door~www.mtlnovel.com~ the light dimmed for four minutes,

and the room became a little drowsy.

The curtains were only open on one side, and the light was severely

insufficient, making the places that were not lighted slightly dark, as if

something was standing there.

Kemon emptied his mind and felt the truth that might be hidden on the sixth

layer.

He stood at the place with the most musty smell as a starting point, and

walked slowly in the direction of the musty smell.

A dozen steps later, Kemon stopped at the window with the curtains open.

Bend down and looked down, a group of people.

No, it's not about people.

Kemon shook his head, and immediately thought of something. He held his right

hand imaginarily, leaving enough space between his thumb and four fingers,

which happened to be able to clamp a book.

It was this little detail that caused a strange feeling to rise in my heart.

Someone once took away "Whale County Tour Wen" and stood in front of the

window looking down. He was completely dark, with a human appearance, but no

human skin, and a black background behind him.