I Can Rewind

Chapter 424 Ghost Apartment (1)

101 Hobethank Ave., San Galla.

Ghost apartment.

The No. 101 apartment is not on the side of the street, but at a corner in the middle of Hobesank Avenue.

And this place has significantly fewer pedestrians. It seems that everyone knows the horror of this ghost apartment, and they naturally take a detour when passing by.

The apartment had five floors, and there were originally seven families on each floor, but since Jacob's death, all of them have moved out.

It is said that the apartment belongs to a real estate company. The company is not short of the money, and has abandoned the apartment and no longer manages it.

No one dares to manage this apartment now, because even the senior spirit removers of the Banyue Association are planted in it.

Yan Junze rushed over that night after having dinner with Sandy.

He put all the things he needed to prepare in his backpack and waited in the hotel until after ten o'clock in the evening before going out.

It is difficult to meet a pedestrian on the street, and when a patrol car passes by, Yan Junze will find a dark corner to avoid temporarily, so as not to be interrogated by the security guards and cause unnecessary trouble.

Arriving at the door of the ghost apartment, Yan Junze stood in the shadow of the eaves on the opposite side of the street for about half an hour. After seeing nothing suspicious, Yan Junze walked to the opposite side.

The door of the apartment had been broken long ago, and no one dared to repair it.

Looking in from the outside, the inside is dark and nothing can be seen, exuding a gloomy and eerie atmosphere. At first glance, it seems that this is a road leading to the underworld.

However, the street lights outside the apartment were all on. Yan Junze knew that although the power supply in the apartment must have been cut off, he couldn't see anything, and he prepared three flashlights, including two strong lights.

Besides, according to past experience, in the face of the weirdness of the strong magnetic field, no amount of light is useless. They can make you see nothing in minutes.

Yan Junze didn't stay too long at the door of the apartment to avoid being seen by others, but walked in through the broken door of the apartment.

After entering the door of the apartment, Yan Junze shivered for no reason at the moment when his whole body melted into the darkness.

He felt a chill instantly surround him, and soon soaked into his clothes, climbed up his skin, and penetrated into his pores.

For a moment, he had the illusion that even his blood had turned cold.

Tighten the clothes, which were bought for him by the hotel waiter, black jacket and jeans, brown turtleneck sweater, and a pair of light gray Martin shoes.

The swelling of the sprained ankle has subsided, and the simple immobilizer is no longer used, but Yan Junze still walks with a slight limp, but he can already walk and trot quickly.

As long as you don't get twisted again in the same place during the process, it's only a matter of time before it returns to its original state.

He turned on the bright flashlight and adjusted the light level so that it wouldn't be too bright to attract the attention of people outside the apartment.

The dust on the ground was very thick. When I looked up, I saw the elevator room in front of me, but there was obviously no need to go there now.

He looked around, the stairwell was behind the elevator, and there was a double door that could be pushed open.

The corridor on the first floor is very spacious, and it doesn't look like a corridor at first glance. The floor stalls under the feet are covered with dust, and the color and pattern can't be seen for a long time.

The side of the corridor facing the street is the window for daylighting, and the side inside is the resident's room of the apartment building.

All rooms are closed at this moment.

Yan Junze didn't stay too long on the first floor, he quickly came to the stairwell, pushed open the door and walked in.

In the process of pushing the door, there was a creaking sound. Obviously, the door had not been touched for a long time, and the harsh sound from opening the door was extremely loud in the apartment building.

Yan Junze walked up the stairs quickly, turned around and shone with a flashlight, and the opened stairwell door behind him had already closed back.

The obviously broken door was swinging back and forth, creaking, and it sounded like a strange cry, which made people feel creepy.

Yan Junze remembered the information he saw in the documents of the Banyue Association. Jacob Johnson's home was on the fourth floor of the apartment, room 407.

It is the end on the right after entering the corridor on the first floor.

And not long after he entered this apartment, on the opposite street, a black figure appeared silently under the eaves.

The black figure hid here to observe for a while, during which time he saw twice the light of a flashlight passing by in the ghost apartment opposite, and he muttered to himself.

"Sure enough, Mr. Steve, it turns out that your target is really the ghost apartment! But why didn't you call me?"

This hidden person is obviously Sandy from the Ressa organization.

He is now hesitating whether to go in or not.

Since Mr. Steve didn’t tell himself that he was coming to explore the ghost apartment, there must be a reason. Maybe it’s because he has his own secrets, or maybe it’s because it’s too dangerous. For his own safety, he doesn’t want him to get involved.

But if it's the second reason, Mr. Steve treats himself too much as an outsider.

All of a sudden, ideas kept popping up in Sandy's mind, struggling whether to follow up or not.

This time, he followed because he was aware of it. Before coming here, he deliberately brought all the strongest equipment in the organization, and the equipment that he was reluctant to use at ordinary times. In fact, Sandy knew very well that he still wanted to explore the ghost in his heart. apartment.

It's just that he is also very clear that if Mr. Steve has other plans, if he appears rashly, it is very likely to cause trouble for the other party.

...

There was nothing unusual on the second floor of the apartment. Yan Junze didn't go door-to-door to check, but just scanned both sides of the corridor with a flashlight, and immediately climbed up to the third floor.

In the silent night, in the quiet apartment building, only his footsteps echoed.

This building is really too quiet, there is not even the sound of water droplets, all of which imply that this place is like a dead zone, without any breath of life.

I also scanned with a flashlight in the corridor on the third floor, but there was nothing unusual.

But from here, it can be seen that several rooms on this floor are not closed, or are half-open or completely open, and it is also dark inside and nothing can be seen.

Yan Junze continued to climb from the stairwell to the fourth floor.

When he came to the corner of the stairs, he froze there suddenly.

Looking away, I saw the figure of a boy squatting in the corner, with his back facing the outside, buried his head deeply, and couldn't see his face.

The ghost apartment, leading to Jacob's residence on the fourth floor, where a strange boy-like squats.

Yan Junze had reason to believe that this boy should be Jacob Johnson himself.

Yan Junze was a little surprised that he didn't expect to meet Jacob himself so soon.

He didn't continue to go upstairs, but slowly approached the weird squatting with his back facing him.

The boy was wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a khaki sweater. The legs of the jeans were too long to cover the shoes, and the clothes and pants looked a bit tattered.

As he approached, Yan Junze saw his deeply buried head, his hair was messy and seemed to be stained with some greasy.

After clearing his throat, Yan Junze asked softly, "Excuse me...are you Jacob?"

Hearing the voice, the boy raised his head. He didn't answer, but slowly stood up against the corner.

"If you were Jacob, I think I might be able to help you." Yan Junze continued.

The boy started to move again, turned slowly towards Yan Junze, and cast his eyes on him.

The moment Yan Junze saw this guy facing him, his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to turn his head away immediately, but he held back.

I saw that the boy's pupils were only the whites of his eyes, his whole body was slightly swollen, and there were marks under the skin that were constantly rising and sinking, as if many earthworms were wriggling underneath.

Even in the boy's eye socket, a white slender worm can occasionally be seen wriggling quickly, passing through the eye socket, and burrowing into the top of the forehead.

Even if he didn't answer at this moment, Yan Junze was sure that the boy was Jacob Johnson.

"You..." Jacob opened his lips slightly and made a sound.

But judging by the way he made his voice, it seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, so he seemed to be struggling.

"Can you help me?" He finally said the full sentence.

"I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best." Yan Junze nodded.

Jacob smiled, and the smile looked weird. He raised his right hand and opened his fingers slightly, facing Yan Junze.

In the next second, Yan Junze's consciousness trembled instantly, and a reminder popped up from his mind.

[It is detected that the host is dying, and the "dying automatic rollback" is triggered, and this time consumes 2000 points of different-dimensional energy]

His consciousness was trembling, and Yan Junze could still feel that his consciousness didn't just disappear and then reappear like in the previous experience of near-death reversion.

After trembling for a moment, his eyes focused, and he found himself standing in the stairwell on the second floor.

Until this time, Yan Junze was still in a daze. He couldn't figure out how he was on the verge of death, and he had just talked well with Jacob, but the other party was still asking, how could he suddenly kill him.

What's important is that this time the energy consumed by the automatic rollback of the near-death is the largest ever, what the hell is the energy consumption of 2000 points!

Now it seems that the time to go back to the file is actually not long, it is just back to the moment when I just climbed up to the second floor, but the energy consumption is surprisingly amazing.

If you think about it carefully, the energy consumption of the near-death automatic rollback is related to the span of the rollback time, and it is also related to the state of "near death".

And Jacob's sudden attack to kill him just now must have made his near-death level reach its peak, which is the biggest one, so the energy consumed is much more than before.

This shows that Jacob's attack power is simply incomparable to other monsters.

scary!

However, Yan Junze noticed that the level of this task is "Soul Flying Soul (Low)", which is the same level as Aunt Mei's task level, indicating that Jacob's real strength level may be equal to Aunt Mei's, that is, Void Spirit.

But because he is in the ghost apartment, he is an invincible existence here, so the viciousness of killing people must be much stronger than outside the apartment.

Anyway, it's time to stop pissing him off.

It's just that Yan Junze couldn't figure it out, it seemed that he didn't say anything to anger him just now.

If you want to kill someone instantly in this situation, then you might as well not communicate with him yet.

Originally, the task prompt said that Jacob was irritable and very aggressive. Yan Junze had already paid attention to it after entering the apartment, but unexpectedly, the actual behavior of Jacob was closer to a lunatic in the current situation.

Looking inside at the 2000 energy points that were wasted for no reason in the space-time atlas, Yan Junze shook his head and smiled wryly, and continued to climb upstairs.

When he came to the corner from the third floor to the fourth floor, Jacob's familiar squatting back appeared in front of his eyes.

He was still squatting motionless in the corner.

But this time, Yan Junze didn't plan to touch him again, but kept his eyes on the child's back, quickened his pace a little, and walked quietly on tiptoe to the fourth floor.

Soon came to the stairwell on the fourth floor, Yan Junze held the doorknob of the stairwell and pulled it, without moving at all, and made a clicking sound.

"Is the door locked?"

Yan Junze frowned, and looked back at Jacob who was squatting at the corner, and found that the guy's head was slowly lifting up, apparently startled by the sound.

He quickly grabbed the handle of the other door and pulled it, but there was still a click. The locks of the two doors were indeed locked and could not be opened.

Jacob had stood up against the corner at this time, turned his head slowly, and looked in the direction of the staircase door on the fourth floor.

As far as the line of sight covers, there is nothing there.

And out of sight, near the stairs leading to the fifth floor, Yan Junze's back was pressed against the wall, just blocked by a corner of the stairs, motionless.

Without making any sound, Jacob turned around slowly, raised his feet and began to climb the stairs, heading towards the stair door on the fourth floor.

His feet seemed to have no strength, and he dragged with every step, making a rustling sound due to the heavy drag.

Yan Junze held his breath and hurried up the stairs on the fifth floor, moving sideways step by step like a crab.

His back was always against the wall, which would create as much blind angle of sight as possible between him and Jacob, and the other party couldn't see him.

Jacob quickly came to the door of the stairwell on the fourth floor. He lowered his head and glanced at the door of the stairwell that was not opened.

Suddenly, Jacob suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the stairs leading to the fifth floor.

At this time, Yan Junze had already passed the corner of the stairs from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, and his body was always close to the wall, forming a blind spot with him again.

There was a dead silence all around, and the scene froze.

About ten seconds later, Jacob withdrew his gaze, and slowly closed only the whites of his eyes. He walked to the corner of the wall near the stairwell door, squatted down against the corner again, and did not move.

Yan Junze breathed a sigh of relief, and went up to the top floor of the apartment - the fifth floor. He reached out and turned the doorknob, but there was no abnormal sound, and the door of the stairwell opened in response.

He went in immediately and closed the door softly.

It now appears that the other floors of the apartment building are accessible except the fourth floor, so it is not a coincidence that the stairwell door on the fourth floor is locked.

After entering the corridor on the fifth floor, Yan Junze turned on the flashlight that had just been turned off, and looked back at the stairs to make sure that Jacob did not follow.

Maybe I can choose to hang directly from the window on the fifth floor to the bottom of the fourth floor.

He checked the rooms on the fifth floor. The doors of three rooms were open, but there was only a little furniture left inside, and there were sheets left on the beds, but the sheets were torn and looked weak.

Yan Junze couldn't guarantee whether these sheets would break directly when he was hoisting himself to the fourth floor with these sheets.

Fortunately, he prepared a rope in his backpack. After walking around the room and seeing nothing worth noting, Yan Junze returned to the corridor on the fifth floor and came to the end of the corridor.

Going down from the window here is the closest to the room Jacob lived in before his death, and farther away from the stairwell door on the fourth floor that cannot be opened, so as to avoid the attention of the weird Jacob who is squatting outside at the moment as much as possible.

And at the same moment when Yan Junze was tying ropes on the window, a blond man in a black windbreaker appeared at No. 101 Hobethank Avenue.

Standing at the door of the apartment, he seemed to be in some kind of confusion, so that he didn't realize that there was another person staring at him under the dark eaves across the street.

After a pause, the man in the windbreaker walked into the apartment.