I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 657 - 403 Bride (Part 5)_2

Chapter 657: Chapter 403 Bride (Part 5)_2 Chapter 657: Chapter 403 Bride (Part 5)_2 Yes, that long boning knife was in her hand, gripped tightly and pointed right at Yan Junze.

“No, no, I don’t know right now,” Yan Junze explained, “I mean, I can help you find Joseph.”

He paused and then said, “Ask those strangenesses you’ve killed who was the last one to see Joseph.”

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There was silence for a moment, and then Quintina said, “Okay.”

While it was said that Quintina should ask, in reality, she had already merged with the memories of those strangenesses and just needed to search through those memories.

Nevertheless, her method of searching was still a conversation with herself, continuously giving off an eerie vibe.

Yan Junze had no choice but to listen patiently, attempting to find any trace or clue.

The forbidden area on the second floor, around the corner of the stairs.

The shadowy man couldn’t hold back any longer, and step by step, he approached the mysterious figure that had its back to him.

He was very suspicious, as with his own abilities, he couldn’t sense the other’s strange magnetic field at all. And if that figure was a human, at the very least he should be able to hear its heartbeat or feel its breathing.

All these important pieces of information that could identify the figure were nowhere to be caught by him.

The shadowy man got closer, step by step, until he stood right behind the figure.

He reached out his hand, his fingers appearing both solid and ethereal, and lightly placed them on the shoulder of the figure.

It felt like touching a bundle of cotton, but the figure in front of him didn’t turn around, didn’t speak, and gave no sign whatsoever.

The shadowy man hesitated slightly, and a bunch of magnetic light flashed in his hand, just then, the figure facing away from him vanished without a trace.

“Is it fake?!” the shadowy man exclaimed in surprise.

He found it strange, as up to this point he hadn’t understood whether the figure was real or an illusion.

However, the shadowy man was certain that even if that figure was a strangeness, it must be inside some special space, which was why he couldn’t kill it right then and there or fully grasp its traces.

Simultaneously, Yan Junze, who was listening to Quintina talking to herself and asking about Joseph’s whereabouts, felt the “shadow” suddenly return to him.

The sense of missing palpitations came back once more.

The palpitations came from behind him, on the same floor, on the opposite side of the corridor.

At this moment, the shadowy man was getting closer to the direction where a coffin stood upright. He could sense the chaotic magnetic field around him, but such chaotic fields didn’t affect him much.

Moreover, he had been to this place more than once and had a clear grasp of the number of strangenesses on this third floor, including the one lying in the coffin.

Currently, without exception, all these strangenesses clung together near the edge of the wall by the corridor.

There, a faint kerosene lamp was dimly lit.

The shadowy man slowly moved in that direction, and those strangenesses that had been greedily feeding by the lamp now suddenly sensed something and showed signs of unease, one by one turning their heads to look in the direction of the shadowy man.

After several seconds, the strangenesses hurriedly squeezed themselves by the edge of the wall, motionless with their heads hung low, not daring to look that way again.

Yan Junze’s feeling of palpitation grew stronger, he focused his attention behind him, still hearing the sound of Quintina conversing with herself.

“Joseph ran away because he knew you discovered him,” that old male voice rang out.

“Were you the last one to see him?” Quintina asked.

“I saw him,” another young male voice came, “he told me he has a daughter, that he’s been keeping it from you; he was once married.”

“That bastard!” Quintina said angrily, “He actually has a wife and child!”

“His wife and daughter are dead, I don’t know how they died; he didn’t mention it,” the voice continued, “He told me your corpse tasted delicious, just like that Gute Gorgeous Oil Lamp.”

“Gute Gorgeous Oil Lamp?” Yan Junze recalled the kerosene lamp he’d been carrying which could attract strangenesses.

“Where was the last place you saw Joseph?” he interjected.

The young man said, “Right here, he’s been staying with those crazed fellows outside.”

“He’s been hiding right under my nose?!” Quintina was even more furious.

“Did he tell you anything else?” Yan Junze continued to ask.

“He said he was going to see his child and then he never showed up again,” the young voice replied.

“Can you find that bastard?” Quintina’s words were directed at Yan Junze.

“I can try,” Yan Junze nodded.

He could feel something getting closer behind him; it didn’t seem like a strangeness.

Because at that moment, the strangenesses outside were all attracted by the Gute Gorgeous Oil Lamp and simply had no time to reckon with him.

“The one with the umbrella, who are you?” a deep voice came from not far behind him.

Even though it was completely dark around him, the person speaking seemed to be able to see Yan Junze holding an umbrella.

Yan Junze held an umbrella for two reasons: one to protect himself against potential attacks from other strangenesses lurking around, and the second was to guard against the Corpse Bride suddenly going mad and attacking him.

Hearing the voice, he turned around to face the darkness. Although he couldn’t see anyone, he knew that the strong sense of palpitation came from this speaking person.

At this point, a thought suddenly leapt into Yan Junze’s mind; he seemed to guess who this speaking person was.

“Madmen, you all are madmen!” a young female voice suddenly came from Quintina’s mouth, clearly lapsing into hysteria again.