I told you to plant peas, and you summon Mordekaiser?

The sound was crisp yet carried an eerie ethereal quality.

Chen Yang stopped instantly, his gaze sweeping towards the source of the sound like lightning.

But all I saw was darkness.

Huang Aotian shuddered and turned around abruptly: "Wh...who is it?"

The room was still dimly lit, but the child's voice seemed to be right beside them, or as if it came from a deeper part of the room, carrying a sinister chill.

"Who is there?"

Chen Yang spoke coldly, his flashlight beam sweeping around.

Amidst the rows of file shelves, there seemed to be no other figures besides the two of them.

The child's voice rang out again, this time closer: "What are you looking for?"

Her voice carried a hint of innocence, yet it sent chills down one's spine.

Huang Aotian's hand was already on the card at his waist.

The room was locked, and they made sure there was no one else around before entering.

At this moment, there was no sign that the door had been opened.

Chen Yang scanned his surroundings warily, slowly taking a step back, his body tense like an arrow on a bowstring.

The voice sounded like that of a little girl.

But how could there be a little girl in a place like this?

The more Chen Yang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

A chilling aura seemed to begin to spread through the air, and a sense of oppression gradually approached.

"Don't move."

Chen Yang whispered instructions to Huang Aotian, and with a flash of light in his hand, the raggedly dressed Parker silently emerged from the darkness and stood behind him.

The child's voice rang out for the third time, this time almost right next to my ear: "Big brother, aren't you ignoring me?"

The sound was so close, it felt like it was right behind me.

Chen Yang turned around abruptly, only to see empty air, without even a ripple of dust.

Just as the atmosphere became increasingly tense, Pike inexplicably started humming a little tune, his voice low and hoarse.

He brandished the short dagger in his left hand, flashing it in the air, and casually walked toward the last row of filing shelves.

His steps were light as if he were taking a stroll, and he seemed to have completely ignored the eerie child's voice from earlier.

The water ghost's gaze fell into the shadows behind the filing cabinet, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, he reached out from the shadows and came out carrying a little girl.

The girl looked to be only as tall as Chen Yang's upper thigh, and had a slender and thin figure.

She wore a black cloak, and her red hair shone like flames in the dim light.

The girl raised her head, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face. Her skin was as delicate as porcelain, and her features were as perfect as if they were sculpted, with every detail flawless.

A faint smile played on her lips, a smile that seemed innocent and harmless, yet carried an inexplicable eeriness.

“Sir, this little one isn’t very well-behaved.” Parker’s hoarse voice broke the silence.

The little girl being held by Parker didn't cry or make a fuss. She just looked up at Chen Yang and Huang Aotian and laughed crisply, "Brother, you caught me!"

Her voice was innocent and naive, her laughter like bells; her smile, which should have been incredibly pure, sent a chill down one's spine in this environment.

Chen Yang frowned, his gaze falling on the girl's face.

Her exquisite beauty transcends human capabilities, like a doll meticulously crafted by the finest artisans.

So perfect it doesn't look real.

Huang Aotian felt goosebumps rise all over his body and asked in a low voice, "This girl... what should we do? I feel a little creeped out..."

Chen Yang thought to himself that the little girl's identity must be extraordinary for her to be here.

He gestured for Parker to put the little girl down, then squatted down and looked directly into the little girl's bright red eyes.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he tentatively asked, "Little sister, why are you here?"

The little girl tilted her head slightly: "I want to play with you!"

"Everyone here is so boring, you guys look different."

Seeing that the little girl was well-behaved and meant no harm, Huang Aotian asked, "So how did you get in?"

The little girl blinked and smiled innocently: "Just come in..."

A hint of doubt flashed in Chen Yang's eyes. Could it be that they were so focused on searching the files that they didn't notice the strange little girl approaching?

However, just as he was pondering this, a faint wisp of black gas suddenly emanated from the little girl's body.

The gas drifted in the air, slowly twisting like a living thing.

The next instant, the little girl vanished from the spot.

"Giggle..."

A clear laugh came from above. Chen Yang looked up and saw that the little girl was on top of the filing cabinet, swinging her legs and looking at him with a smile.

Huang Aotian gasped and whispered, "I have to say, this kid is really weird!"

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was certain that this little girl was no ordinary person.

However, her behavior was childlike and casual, suggesting that she was not mentally mature.

Maybe we can get some information out of this girl.

Thinking this, Chen Yang looked up at the girl and asked in as gentle a tone as possible, "How did you do that?"

The little girl hugged her knees and smiled at him: "You did it just by thinking about it."

After she finished speaking, she was once again enveloped in black smoke, which distorted in the air.

The next instant, her figure reappeared on the ground, standing there as if nothing had happened.

Chen Yang crouched down, looked into the little girl's bright red eyes, and asked softly, "Little sister, where are your parents? Why are they here all alone?"

The little girl's smiling face suddenly fell, and she pouted without saying a word.

After a while, she pouted and said unhappily, "I don't want to answer this question!"

After saying that, she snorted coldly, crossed her arms, looked angry, and raised her chin, saying, "If you don't play with me, I'll go tell Uncle Bishop that you secretly entered this sealed room!"

This little girl even had a connection with the bishop of the Corpse Cult.

In this situation, we should try to calm her down first.

What they need to do now is to search for files about Liu Yan in this archive room.

And perhaps we can get some useful information out of the little girl afterwards.

After making the decision, Chen Yang said with a smile, "Little sister, I'm a bit busy right now and can't play with you. How about this, another brother will play with you, okay?"

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded immediately: "I just want someone to play with me! Nobody ever plays the fingernail counting game with me!"

Upon hearing the words "finger-cutting game," Huang Aotian couldn't help but gasp.

His eyes widened, and he whispered, "Chen Yang...this..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Chen Yang smile slightly and point to Pike standing to the side.

"Let this older brother play with you, he knows a lot of games."

Parker's eyes widened instantly. He raised a finger and pointed at himself, as if asking Chen Yang for confirmation: "Me?"

"Alright, you guys go play on the other side."

Chen Yang spoke in a gentle tone.

The little girl immediately jumped up excitedly, grabbed Parker's hand, and said cheerfully, "Great! Brother, come with me!"

Parker was pulled aside by the little girl with a blank expression. The dagger was still spinning in his hand, but he had lost his usual composure and elegance.

Huang Aotian breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and muttered to himself, "Thank goodness it wasn't me."

"Don't let your guard down, let's keep searching."

Huang Aotian nodded and followed Chen Yang to the next row of filing cabinets.

Meanwhile, from Pike's side, came the little girl's clear laughter: "Brother, let's begin! Don't be afraid, I'll let you win!"

Parker's low grumble mingled with laughter: "Uh... little kid, want to play a game of drawing lots with me...?"