Chapter 500: Archives Room
Zhuang Chen was so sad when he learned about their own experiences.
Therefore, no matter how difficult life is now, it can still force them to bend forward.
"So the other party is able to seize their mentality and exploit them without fear."
At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with it, but Zhuang Chen still thinks there is something strange?
"Didn't you notice anything strange?"
"If it's strange, it's probably that there are fewer people in the factory every day."
"Beautiful people usually work in high-level positions."
"One time I passed by a factory in the south and heard a woman's shrill cries. Thinking about it gave me goosebumps on my arms."
"..."
Zhuang Chen's words directly opened up the conversation between the two younger ones behind him.
They lowered their heads and chattered to Zhuang Chen.
When I saw people wearing pink clean clothes and blue clean clothes coming over.
Shut your mouth immediately.
Zhuang Chen raised his head and looked at the people wearing these two colors of clothing.
They should be at the management level to supervise them.
Late at night.
Zhuang Chen deliberately did not drink the mineral water with sleeping pills while everyone was snoring like thunder.
The guard outside was relaxed, and he teleported to the gate with a low waist.
When I wanted to push it open, I found that they had locked the door tightly with chains as thick as their arms.
If you push it with a little force, it will make a little sound.
Zhuang Chen turned his head and observed the big factory where he was.
It was discovered that there was a ventilation opening more than two meters high on the wall.
The height of the window is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Do you want to block my way just because of this little problem?"
Zhuang Chen scratched the tip of his nose with his thumb, not paying attention to their little actions at all.
He ran toward one of the windows with a running start, tapping his feet on the wall.
He jumped up and grabbed the edge of the window, put his right leg up on it, and sat up with one effort.
Looking down at the black shadows on the wall patrolling back and forth, he was in the gap where their front feet had just left.
Landed smoothly on the ground.
Zhuang Chen walked along the wall, his body as flexible as a ghost in the dark night.
He saw two familiar figures walking forward following a group of teenagers of similar age, talking and laughing.
Zhuang Chen also followed behind them.
The power of these boys and girls is several times greater than that of ordinary superpowers.
They entered a residential-like building, where Zhuang Chen was hiding in the dark.
See that each of them has a separate room and is fully equipped.
However, looking at their faces filled with youthful smiles, they seemed to have no idea what was happening in this industrial area.
"Who is so thoughtful?"
The corners of Zhuang Chen's mouth curved in a strange way, and Zhuang Chen became more and more curious about this factory.
Even more impatient, wanting to catch the person hiding behind.
"Die'er!"
"..."
Seeing the lights in each building turn off one after another, Zhuang Chen waited quietly outside for a while.
He sneaked into the building quietly, influencing the surveillance inside to walk in quietly.
With the moonlight coming from outside, I could vaguely see signs hanging on the door of each room.
Zhuang Chen immediately stopped in his tracks when he saw the words "Archives Room" on the top floor.
He knelt down on one knee and looked at the keyhole of the door. The lock cylinder was intricately staggered back and forth.
Zhuang Chen took out the master key he made from his personal space.
"Click!"
Zhuang Chen's eyes were full of smiles. The other party must not have guessed that he could easily break through his door.
Carefully push the door open, leaving a space that can only accommodate his body.
He turned around and looked outside, no one noticed his presence.
Zhuang Chen just left the door ajar. Once a door like this is closed again, it will be difficult to open it without a key from the outside.
"You stay here and guard the door for me. Don't let the door be closed."
Zhuang Chen directly fished out the rat from his hat and blocked it between the doors with its body.
Huazhishu sat on the ground before he could stand upright, looking at Zhuang Chen's back in confusion.
"Do you have any humanity left? You're squeezing a little mouse out of me like this."
The flowery rat jumped up and down in anger.
Zhuang Chen had no time to worry, so he took a flashlight and rummaged through the rows of shelves.
Finally, he set his eyes on a dust-free book.
Next to other files, there will be more or less dust.
But only this one was a bit old, but there was no dust on it. It seemed that someone had touched it frequently.
Zhuang Chen took this heavy book and squatted on the ground to read it.
The further he looked down, the more his outlook was shocked, and he covered his mouth in shock.
The book records in detail the power possessed by each person in the industrial area and the types of work they do.
Usually the lowest level people work as laborers and enter electronics factories.
People who are a little bit pretty are always around people who are a little bit powerful.
Except for Qiufeng and Dongya, a group of people with high strength.
Anyone who is considered to have powerful abilities is sent to a high-level secret and has nothing to do with it.
This attracted Zhuang Chen's attention.
"What exactly are they doing?"
Zhuang Chen's head was overwhelmed by questions, and his head was swollen and painful, making him a little irritable.
What made him feel more stressed was that there was a "pending" after the names of the newcomers, including him.
He stretched out his fingers and stroked his name, puzzled.
"Don't be in a daze there, it seems that someone is coming outside."
The flower rat's ears were erected, and it keenly detected the footsteps.
He turned around anxiously and called Zhuang Chen's name to pull his thoughts back.
Zhuang Chen raised his head and looked at the flower rat jumping there anxiously. He gently closed the file.
Put it back as it was.
Zhuang Chen took out an inconspicuous soul-bewitching insect from the sole of his shoe.
Stick it on the right corner of the room. If you don't look carefully, you won't see its figure.
Then he grabbed the flower rat's body with confidence, closed the door and retreated.
"Why did you leave a little bug there? We are about to be discovered."
The squirrel was very puzzled when he saw this action.
He was anxious to rush over and drag his body out.
But he had no choice but to block the door.
"Surveillance."
Zhuang Chen whispered two words concisely, and the squirrel immediately understood his intention.
They both felt the footsteps in the corridor at the same time, and they deliberately lowered their voices.
It means that they have been aware of their presence.
The squirrel's heart was hanging in his throat, staring at the darkness with his black eyes, full of vigilance and alertness.