With the nurse ghost no longer a threat, the rest of the journey went much more smoothly. Led by Zhu Jie, they soon found the Archive Room. When they pushed open the door, a musty stench hit them.
After carefully closing the door, Tang Qisheng took out his phone and used its light to search the dim room. Zhu Jie volunteered to stay by the door and keep watch for him.
It was called an archive room, but it looked more like a storage room. Besides several dark green filing cabinets taller than a person, there were some battered tables and chairs piled against the wall, along with a few medical devices whose names he didn't know.
Fortunately, strips of medical tape had been stuck to the sides of the cabinets, each marked with the dates of the records stored inside. Following the boy's description, Tang Qisheng found the right drawer. After searching through it, he found a special file folder.
It was special because a bloody handprint had been stamped on it. The blood had long since dried, but seeing it so unexpectedly in a place like this was still disturbing.
"Found it!" Tang Qisheng pulled out the folder excitedly.
Zhu Jie, who was keeping watch, turned back and urged him anxiously, "If you found it, then let's hurry and leave. It's too quiet out there. Something feels wrong."
"Give me a little more time."
He quickly opened the folder and tipped out its contents. There were only a few sheets of paper inside. As he read by the light of his phone, Tang Qisheng's breathing quickened. The truth was gradually coming to light.
The owner of the file was probably the boy's mother. Her story matched perfectly. More importantly, the woman's name had been changed to that of