The next day at eleven o'clock in the morning, Lilia and Jean went to the Minerva hospital and headed to the file room located on the lower floor. In the long and empty corridor, only the sound of their footsteps resounded.
As they stepped through the double metal doors of the file room, a few rows of safes welcomed them. All of the cabinets were crammed with files and related materials.
Perhaps, after hearing the sound of their footsteps, a staff came out from behind the row of safes. The clerk, Jerry, was a senior archivist and was over fifty years old.
When Jerry saw Jean, he enthusiastically stepped forward and said, "Young Master Jean, you are here! Please come in!"
Jean nodded slightly, then pulled Lilia to follow him. He looked around with cold eyes. "Thank you. Sorry for bothering you today." He said briefly.
