I Can Rewind

Chapter 122 Taking Pictures (2)

Looking at the task information prompt, Yan Junze was a little confused.

This guy has grown to hate cameras, so the weird form is weird. What does this sentence mean? Could it be that his weird form is different from other weird ones?

Task prompt, maybe I need a tool.

What tool? Yan Junze was confused.

At this moment, he heard a rustling sound, the source of the sound was not far away, it seemed... from the dark room.

Yan Junze was still lying on the sofa, did not get up, and listened carefully for a while with his ears pricked up.

At this moment, his drowsiness had all dissipated, and his mental strength was highly concentrated. After listening for a long time, he was sure that the strange noise came from the darkroom.

The sound is not loud, just like a rat making extremely fragmentary noises.

At this moment, Yan Junze had no choice but to admire Gu Bai, this kid was still sleeping in the bedroom, he could hear the voice, it could not be said, this person is really too sensitive.

Yan Junze believed that if it weren't for the pop-up of the task prompt, and he himself has always been vigilant, even if he fell asleep, he would still be vigilant, and he would never have noticed this abnormality in normal times.

After setting the retracement, Yan Junze slowly sat up from the sofa.

The sofa was old and made a rattling noise when sitting up. During this period, the voice in the dark room suddenly disappeared, and there was no movement.

Yan Junze didn't dare to move anymore, he just sat there quietly, without turning on the lights or the flashlight of his mobile phone, just sat in the dark and listened carefully.

After about two or three minutes, the sound started to sound again.

This time Yan Junze heard clearly, the sound seemed to be gnawing on something, really like a mouse stealing food.

"It can't really be a mouse." Yan Junze felt strange in his heart.

But the mission prompt has already popped up, it can't be that simple.

Stretching his feet to the ground, he slowly put on his shoes, and then Yan Junze slowly stood up and left the sofa.

His movements were very slow, because he was afraid of making any big noises, and even the number of breathing was deliberately reduced.

However, the moment his body left the sofa, the damn sofa made another sound.

The noise in the darkroom stopped again.

Yan Junze just stood there, motionless. This time, the sound from the darkroom was at least five minutes later.

At this time, Yan Junze took steps and quietly approached the darkroom. Knowing that he was going to act at night, he changed into a pair of soft-soled sneakers before coming, and moved carefully at this time, without making any sound.

Standing at the door of the darkroom, Yan Junze found that the door of the darkroom was not closed tightly. After lifting the heavy black curtain, he could directly open the door and enter.

Taking a deep breath, he reached out and touched the door lightly. With a little effort, he tried to push the darkroom door in at the slowest speed.

It is night now, and the outbuilding of the store is also very dark, anyway, both sides are dark, and opening the door of the darkroom, there is no possibility that the photos in the darkroom will be suddenly exposed and destroyed.

It seemed lucky that the darkroom was not completely dark, but a hazy dark red light came out, so that people who walked into the darkroom could still see things.

Yan Junze was not in a hurry to go in, but lifted the black curtain, stood under the curtain, pushed the door of the darkroom until one person could enter sideways, and stood motionless at the door to observe.

With the help of the dark red light, the position where he is standing now is rather dark, which is more conducive to observing the inside.

Looking carefully, the inner row of the darkroom is a row of exquisite wooden tables, on which a large number of film rolls are neatly stacked, and there are stacks of sheets, while the row near the outside is a rectangular negative film pool. There is also soaking liquid medicine.

The top of the pool is covered with a lot of stretched horizontal lines, and some developed photos are clamped with small clips and hung on the lines.

However, Yan Junze noticed that many of the photos being dried were not complete, either a corner was missing, or half of the photos were missing.

The door of the darkroom was very thick, and there was no sound when it was pushed open. Yan Junze pushed the door wider.

He opened his eyes wide and looked carefully. He even squatted down and looked close to the ground.

I didn't see anything, and there was nothing unusual as far as my eyes could see.

But the rustling sound continued.

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the darkroom. In Yan Junze's imagination, there might be a monster lying there on the ceiling at this moment, staring down at him without blinking.

But nothing.

"Why is there nothing?" Yan Junze was a little puzzled.

With a thought, he released his long tongue Zhenzhen.

Originally, when completing the task, depending on the task, it was not appropriate to release other monsters to help. But the situation with this task is different now.

The mission description is very simple, get rid of this dregs, this is the purpose of the mission. No matter what method is used, as long as this monster is destroyed.

But the problem is that he can't be found at all now? That means that this guy may be extremely good at hiding himself.

So it shouldn't be wrong to release Long Tongue Zhenzhen and let her help me find and kill that guy.

Long Tongue Zhenzhen is a high-level wandering spirit, Yan Junze does not believe that the weirdness in this photo studio is above the semi-plastic spirit level, otherwise the task level would not be what it is now.

Even if Long Tongue Zhenzhen can't deal with it, don't you still have a mallet in your hand? I really can't beat him to death!

After Long Tongue Zhenzhen came out, Yan Junze pushed open the door of the darkroom and walked in.

"What's the situation?" Long Tongue Zhenzhen followed behind and asked.

"There is a monster here, find him for me." Yan Junze said: "If he resists, kill him immediately."

Long Tongue Zhenzhen nodded and immediately looked around.

As soon as he entered the darkroom, Yan Junze closed the door and stood at the door without moving.

Then he released the mallet and held it in his hand, his eyes wandered between all the suspicious places in this darkroom.

"No! I didn't see anything." Long Tongue Zhenzhen turned around and told Yan Junze.

"No? Even you can't see it." Yan Junze was puzzled.

At this moment, the rustling sound sounded from the room again, and soon Yan Junze felt his trousers tighten, as if he was caught by something.

He immediately lowered his head and found nothing.

The next second, a heart-piercing pain came from the leg, a horrible wound appeared on the thigh, the pants were torn, a large piece of flesh disappeared, and blood gushed out.

Boom!

The long-tongued Zhenzhen's tongue swept across, next to Yan Junze's injured leg, and slammed into the door of the darkroom hard, denting the door.

But nothing was attacked, and there was nothing in front of Yan Junze's legs.

But the flesh of the thigh was gone, which was a bloody fact.

"He is invisible!" came the long-tongued voice.

File back!

Now that she is injured, she will definitely not be able to complete the task normally, and even the senior wandering spirit Long Tongue Zhenzhen can't see the other party, which is a bit interesting.

Enduring the sudden pain, Yan Junze chose to backtrack.