I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 721 - 425 Ghost Apartment (Part Three)_3

Chapter 721: Chapter 425: Ghost Apartment (Part Three)_3 Chapter 721: Chapter 425: Ghost Apartment (Part Three)_3 Yan Junze was looking through the newspaper clippings he had found, speculating as he did.

Just then, a chilling feeling suddenly arose from the depths of his heart. He placed the documents on the bed, closed the drawer of the bedside table, and looked up toward the door to see Jacob standing there.

At this moment, the guy looked normal again, devoid of the terrifying appearance he had before. He just stood at the door, rolling his white eyes, staring at Yan Junze.

Yan Junze watched him, and he, too, remained silent, simply returning the gaze.

The progress bar before him continued to decrease; there were probably only a few minutes left before the time-space lock trapping Morrison would unlock, and Yan Junze couldn’t wait any longer.

But he knew that Jacob’s aggressiveness was extreme. Earlier, in the stairwell, he had done nothing to offend him, yet he was ‘killed’ by the little guy in an instant. So this time, he didn’t intend to say the same words he had before.

After a pause, Yan Junze said, “You’re not sick at all, never have been.”

Jacob’s body visibly shook, and he slowly tilted his head, looking seriously at Yan Junze.

“I suspect you’ve come into contact with some kind of indescribable strangeness,” Yan Junze analyzed. “As far as I can tell, something beneath your skin has always existed in the form of this strangeness. This is something your doctors naturally wouldn’t be able to detect.”

Jacob remained silent, just tilting his head and staring at him with a calm expression.

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Yan Junze glanced at the progress bar only he could see; it was now decreasing even faster.

He spread his hands out and said somewhat helplessly, “I was actually planning to find an old photo of you for comparison, but I haven’t seen one anywhere in the whole house. If I could see it, and then compare it to your current appearance, perhaps I could discover something else.”

Not a single photo of the boy was in the house, which was unusual in itself. Yan Junze guessed that these photos might be related to the treatment of Jacob’s illness, so seeing them might provide a breakthrough.

This time, Jacob stopped looking at him and slowly lowered his head to glance at his hands. Then, he tilted his head to the right, as if looking at the right pocket of his pants.

Yan Junze’s spirits lifted, and he gestured invitingly, “Come here, let me have a look.”

As he spoke, he moved toward Jacob, taking care to keep his movements gentle to avoid provoking him.

Just as they were about to come close, a thud suddenly came from outside the living room—the sound of someone falling to their knees—followed by Morrison’s voice, filled with uncontrollable rage, “If he gets close to you, you’ll die miserably!”

“He’s out already!”

The progress bar above Yan Junze’s head had disappeared, and he immediately said to Jacob, “Come quickly, or the person behind you will hurt you!”

Jacob sped up, his swollen face breaking into a smile as he reached out and grabbed Yan Junze’s hand, drawing near.

Up close, Yan Junze felt a chill in the pit of his stomach at the sight of his smile.

But there was no time for further thought, as Morrison had already left the living room and entered Jacob’s bedroom.

He immediately reached into the right pocket of Jacob’s pants and felt a crumpled piece of card, which he pulled out to see a somewhat damaged five-inch photo!

It was a standalone photo of a person standing in front of a moss-covered wall, and the person in the photo was indeed Jacob.

“Don’t let him see his own photo!!!”

Morrison’s bellow resonated at the bedroom door, and a violent aura swept through the space.

Instantly, Jacob, who was holding Yan Junze’s right hand, let out a crazed roar towards the direction of the bedroom door. With this, his smiling face turned terrifyingly ferocious.

A powerful magnetic tremor spread through Yan Junze’s entire body. This stubborn and highly aggressive little guy was attacking him again.

Yet at the same moment, Yan Junze had already flipped the photo over, aligning the front with Jacob’s white-eyed gaze.