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The small box was lying quietly on the old mottled iron shelf. It was covered in a layer of dust and was nearly completely camouflaged with the looming piles of folders beside it, except for its silver-white keyhole on the top which was shining with metal lustre under the light.
The smell of dust permeated the cold and gloomy archive room, spreading along from his respiratory tract to his lungs.
Mo Yi moved his injured hand subconsciously.
The dull, shallow ...
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