Thinking about it this way, it seems that Morrison is in pursuit.

I looked at the time on my watch, and it was still five minutes away from midnight.

This watch was also purchased by Yan Junze after he was in the capital of the United States, and the price is very cheap, just to see the time, but it seems that the quality is not bad.

Although the crisis is imminent, Yan Junze still has enough time to check the information.

Ignoring the feeling that he was locked in, he quickly flipped through the photo album in his hand.

Then put down this one, picked up the second album, and after flipping through it again at a very fast speed, Yan Junze's brows tightened.

He looked at the other albums on his desk, which he had flipped through, and strangely enough, he didn't see any pictures of Jacob.

Not a single one.

Neither in the photo album, nor in the desk, bedside table, or in the picture frame in the decorative cabinet, there is no picture of Jacob.

It's not that Jacob's home doesn't have photos, in fact, there are many photos of the child's home, but in the photos, except for other family members, wherever Jacob appears, they will be cut off with scissors or torn off, leaving a blank space in the shape of a human figure.

So much so that Yan Junze searched all over the place, but he didn't find Jacob in these photos.

Even some photos suspected of having Jacob were directly burned.

In Yan Junze's opinion, it should be that these photos can't cut out Jacob's location, so they simply burn them directly.

He couldn't figure out why Jacob's picture wasn't kept in the house, and why all that he had had to be destroyed.

If you think about it carefully, in Vice President Charles's office, it seems that there was no photo of Jacob in the materials.

Aren't these people curious about the fact that Jacob doesn't have a single picture left?

Maybe I was curious, but I couldn't find out the reason either.

Rumble!

At this moment, the door of the living room outside was slammed open by a powerful aura, Morrison stepped in, and Jacob, who was standing in the air behind him, charged him again, and even let out a terrible roar.

Yan Junze looked at his watch, and there were still two minutes to go.

Now that Morrison had entered the living room, he could not be allowed to get completely close to him.

If it were in normal times, Yan Junze would choose to pull back, but at this time, it seems that there is no need for this.

With a thought in his mind, he directly activated the [Time and Space Lock], and the locked position was located in the living room of Jacob's house, just when Morrison was knocked into the living room by Jacob from behind.

Morrison had entered the living room by this time, but Jacob had not.

Buzz –

A sound that only Yan Junze could hear came out, and the area where the living room was located buzzed, and it was instantly locked!

"Huh?"

Morrison was stunned for a moment, and found that Jacob, who was still shouting wildly outside the corridor just now, suddenly disappeared.

He struggled to keep his eyes open and looked down the hallway.

It was quiet outside, nothing.

The ferocious Jacob seemed to disappear in an instant.

Morrison looked around in surprise, he was standing in the living room of Jacob's house, and everything around him seemed unusually quiet, as if what had just happened was a hallucination.

There was no Jacob at all, there was no fight at all.

"What's going on?"

Morrison was stunned.

He was a little suspicious that Jacob's kid was going to unleash some big move, and he deliberately hid himself at this time, just waiting for himself to go out, and then suddenly attacked.

This guy's sudden attack, even if he is a grim reaper, cannot be taken lightly.

He paused, then looked back at everything in the living room, which was full of dust and was normal.

The looming blind spot of death in the sense is also missing at this moment, as if in this world, only oneself is left at this moment.

Morrison hesitated for a moment and decided to go back to the hallway first, because he was suddenly uncomfortable in the claustrophobic environment of the living room.

Just in case, Morrison distorted all the magnetic fields around his body, and if Jacob sneaked up on him from outside the door, his attack would be completely directionless.

Strangely, after Morrison distorted the magnetic field around him, he immediately found that all the objects around him, including the living room door, were in a distorted state.

You must know that the distortion of the magnetic field is invisible to the naked eye, and you can only rely on your own feelings, even other ordinary people who are slightly weaker cannot sense the distortion of the magnetic field at all.

"How can it be embodied?" Morrison was confused.

It was so strange that it made him feel more and more uneasy, and Morrison hurriedly stepped out of the living room door.

Next, without thinking too much, I will stand in the hallway, doing my best to prevent Jacob's sneak attack.

But in the next second, after Morrison saw the scene after this step clearly, his body trembled violently, and he almost lost his voice.

Within his sight, he was still standing in the living room. It's just that it's already inside the living room, not near the door of the living room.

When I turned my head, I saw that I had just walked out of the bedroom!

"What's going on?"

Morrison looked at the eerie living room, and then looked back at the equally eerie bedroom behind him.

I obviously wanted to go to the corridor just now, how could I come out of the bedroom?

He felt like his head was a mess at this moment, as if his consciousness had been integrated into some kind of hallucination?

At this time, you must be calm, you can't make mistakes, and you can't mess up.

Morrison forced himself to calm down, and he couldn't believe that Jacob's strength had become so strong that he could let even a Grim Reaper fall into this hallucination similar to "ghosts hitting the wall".

Looks like it's going to have to take Mr. Langdon to clean up this guy!

With the thought in mind, he tentatively turned around immediately, and stepped back into the bedroom, ready to enter the bedroom first to see the situation.

In the next second, the scene in front of me changed, and he was still standing in the living room, but it was the door of the living room leading to the corridor, facing away from the corridor and facing the living room.

After discovering that he was still in the same space, Morrison's face turned pale in an instant.

, what a terrible "ghost hitting the wall"!

Unbelievingly, he turned again and stepped down the hallway.

The scene in front of me turned, and I was standing in the living room, and behind me was the bedroom.

This time, Morrison walked straight forward, came to the door leading to the hallway from the living room, stepped out, and returned to the living room outside the bedroom.

Can't get out!

Anger rose in Morrison's heart, he didn't believe he was trapped by a monster.

The distortion of the magnetic field around the body directly transformed into a magnetic storm, swarming towards the living room against the window at the back of the apartment.

Judging from the results of previous attacks, not to mention this window, even the dead bride and the coffin behind her will be torn to pieces in an instant in the magnetic storm.

But this time, the magnetic storm hit the window like a muffled thunder, and the entire living room space buzzed, shocking Morrison's mind, but the window was not damaged in the slightest.

The magnetic storm disappears.

Morrison looked at the undamaged window in amazement, and felt that it was a fake.

I reached out and touched it, and it was indeed true.

At this point he saw his wrist, and the watch he was carrying on his wrist was stopped.

This mechanical watch is expensive, but it is also of good quality, and Morrison has never seen it stop, but at this moment it did.

After a moment's thought, Morrison picked up a teacup that was placed on the table and threw it on the ground.

There was no rattle, and the teacup was intact at all, not even a tear.

"No, this, it doesn't feel like a ghost hitting the wall!"

Seeing this scene, the suspicion in his heart was even greater.

……

After turning on the [Time and Space Lock], Yan Junze looked at the energy consumed in the space-time map with some surprise.

The graph shows that 500 energy points were consumed.

"It costs 500 points to open it once, this is a bit fierce!" Yan Junze muttered to himself.

You must know that it is only 500 points to start the big drawback, and it seems that the more the space-time map is turned on, the more energy is consumed.

At this moment, after activating [Time and Space Lock], a progress bar appeared above Yan Junze's eyes, and this progress bar seemed to be a countdown, which was constantly decreasing at the moment, prompting that there was still time left in [Time and Space Lock].

Yan Junze found that the progress bar was decreasing faster, which may be related to the reason why it was the Grim Reaper who was trapped.

And it stands to reason that a strange magnetic field like Jacob's should be just as strong, plus this apartment is his territory. If he could be invincible here, it wouldn't be surprising that something even more bizarre was happening in this apartment.

Fortunately, Jacob was not locked in space-time just now, otherwise with the strength of the magnetic fields of Death and Jacob, the two magnetic fields are superimposed, and it is very likely that the progress bar of this [space-time lock] will be reduced faster.

Yan Junze's guess has a certain amount of truth, because at this moment, Morrison has been turning on the magnetic field distortion, and under the effect of the distortion, it has indeed had an impact on the consumption of [Time and Space Lock].

Yan Junze didn't have time to waste now, after trapping Morrison, he first wiped the spot of light on the back of his hand that he had seen just now, and found that there was nothing.

Maybe the tracking point of light was already weak, or maybe after Morrison got close to the target, it was a mission that had been accomplished, so it disappeared.

Then Yan Junze didn't care about it, walked out of the living room quickly, and returned to Jacob's small bedroom.

At this moment, the time and space where the living room is located are separated from the time and space of the living room where Morrison is located, and Morrison is just trapped in the time and space where Yan Junze is locked, that is, before, not now.

Therefore, the current living room space-time has been separated from the living room space-time where Morrison is located, unless the [space-time lock] stops or fails.

In this way, Morrison will be squeezed out of the locked time and space to the current time and space.

After rummaging through Jacob's bedroom for a while, I still didn't see any pictures of Jacob, but I saw a lot of cases about Mogellons's disease.

Morgellons' disease is a very strange disease, and there have been cases of it all over the world.

At the onset of the disease, the patient will feel countless small worms crawling under their skin, itching all over their body, and they will not be able to resist scratching the skin around them until the skin is scratched and broken.

Such patients could not find anything unusual after a full body examination in the hospital, so at first some people suspected that it was just a mental illness. However, no one can clearly explain the fact that after the onset of the disease, a large number of white strips of fibrous tissue were found in the subcutaneous tissue of some patients.

To this day, Morgellons disease remains a mystery.

And Jacob obviously suffers from this symptom, which is impossible to say that he is not sick. The problem is to find out why he developed the disease during his lifetime.

Yan Junze guessed while looking at the materials cut out from these newspapers.

At this moment, a chilling sensation suddenly appeared, he put the papers on the bed, closed the drawer of the bedside table, looked up at the door, and saw Jacob standing there.

This guy looked normal again at this time, without the terrifying appearance just now, just standing at the door, rolling his eyes, staring at Yan Junze.

Yan Junze stared at him, and he didn't speak, just looked back.

The progress bar in front of him is continuing to decrease, and there may be a few minutes before the time and space that traps Morrison is about to be unlocked, and Yan Junze can't wait any longer.

But he also knew that Jacob was extremely aggressive, and he didn't offend him when he was in the stairwell just now, so he was killed by this little guy in seconds. So this time, he wasn't going to say the same thing as he had just said.

After a pause, Yan Junze spoke: "You are not sick at all, never." ”

Jacob's body shook obviously, he slowly tilted his head, and looked at Yan Junze very seriously.

"I suspect you're contaminated with an indescribable weirdness." Yan Junze analyzed: "At present, it seems that the things under your skin have always existed through some form of weirdness. Naturally, the doctor who examined you will not be able to see this. ”

Jacob didn't speak, just tilted his head and stared at him with a calm expression.

Yan Junze glanced at the progress bar that only he could see, and the progress bar decreased faster at this time.

He spread out his hands and said helplessly: "I was going to find a photo of you before to compare, but I didn't see it all over the house." If I can see it, and compare it to what you look like now, maybe I can find something else in it. ”

There was not a single photo of the child in the house, which was very unusual, and Yan Junze guessed that these photos might be related to the treatment of Jacob's disease, so if he could see it, maybe he could break through it.

Jacob stopped looking at him this time, but slowly lowered his head, looked at his hands, and then tilted his head to the right, as if looking at his right trouser pocket.

Yan Junze's spirits perked up, and he beckoned tentatively: "You come here, I'll take a look." ”

As the words fell, he himself walked towards Jacob, moving as gently as he could, so as not to provoke the fellow to anger.

Just as the two sides were about to approach, there was a sudden pop outside the living room, the sound of a person kneeling on the ground, and then Morrison's voice sounded, revealing an uncontrollable anger: "If he gets close to you, you will die a miserable death!" ”

"It's coming out so soon!"

The progress bar above Yan Junze's head had disappeared at this time, and he immediately said to Jacob: "Come here, otherwise the people behind you will hurt you!" ”

Jacob quickened his pace, a smile appeared on his puffy face, stretched out his hand, grabbed Yan Junze's hand, and approached.

At close range, Yan Junze suddenly felt that his smile made his heart feel a little cold.

But it was too late to think about it, for Morrison had already left the living room and entered Jacob's bedroom.

He immediately reached into Jacob's right trouser pocket, and sure enough, he found a crumpled piece of cardboard, pinched it and pulled it out, and it was a slightly torn five-inch photo!

This is a solitary photograph of a man standing in front of a moss-covered wall, and the person in the photo is none other than Jacob.

"Don't let him see his picture!!"

Morrison's roar rang out in the bedroom door, and a violent aura suddenly rolled up in the space.

Immediately, Jacob, who was holding Yan Junze's right hand, also roared wildly in the direction of the bedroom door, and his cheeks, which were originally smiling, suddenly became extremely hideous.

A strong magnetic field trembled all over Yan Junze's body, and this little guy who did not change his life and was extremely aggressive still did something to him.

But at the same moment, Yan Junze had already flipped through the photo and aimed it at Jacob's eyes with only the whites of his eyes.