After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Yejia suddenly took out his hand as if he had been scalded.

Ji Xuan raised his head and blinked innocently.

The place just rubbed by the other party's lips burned again.

"You..." Yezei coughed and asked, "do you know how it came from?"

"Of course," Ji Xuan sat down on the edge of Yejia's bed. "I was with you at that time."

Yezei straightened his back slightly and looked at each other calmly: "tell me..."

"Hold..." Ji Xuan thought, "all night..."

Yezei: "

He took a deep breath and reluctantly said, "OK..."

Ji Xuan: "we can't lose the extra time yesterday."

Yezei: "

This guy is getting better and better.

He gritted his teeth: "yes..."

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes as if he had stolen a fishy Fox: "good night, kiss..."

"..." Yejia: "don't push an inch."

Ji Xuan sighed, "OK..."

He held out his hand: "it's a deal?"

Yezei squinted and looked at him for a few seconds, then slowly stretched out his hand and held the other party's pale palm: "it's a deal..."

Half an hour later.

Yejia called out the other three as ace.

As soon as they met, he threw each of them a large stack of documents.

Blast flipped through the document with his fingertips. When he saw the dense and full words on it, he frowned disgustingly: "what's this?"

The remaining two also looked at a loss.

Ye Jiayan said simply and comprehensively, "I have a cable..."

All three were refreshed.

——Ji Xuan did not directly tell Yezei what had happened or who the fierce ghost he was facing. He just provided a clue.

A very critical clue.

And that's enough.

"Call every family member of the deceased and ask them if they got anything they had been longing for before they died." Yejia said.

Chen Qingye pushed glasses: "for example?"

"Anything..." Yejia said, "wealth, power, beauty, material and spiritual aspects can be."

Wei yuechu slightly opened his eyes: "you mean...!"

Yezei took a deep breath: "yes..."

Blast looked blankly: "what riddles are you playing?"

Wei yuechu hated the iron and knocked down his head with the document in his hand: "are you really stupid?"

Blast covered the back of his head and protested loudly, "you hit me again!"

Chen Qingye showed a thoughtful expression: "I see. That makes sense."

blast：“？”

He was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "what is it?! Come on! "

Wei yuechu held his forehead and sighed helplessly, "haven't you heard of the dreamer?"

Blast: "seems a little impressed?"

Chen Qingye said calmly, "you entered the game late, and it's understandable that you don't understand it."

He said: "this is an S-level Lord. He actually prefers trading with players rather than killing - as long as you can pay enough price, your wish can be met."

Blast blinked and asked, "any wish?"

Chen Qingye: "any wish is OK."

Blast: "what if I make three more wishes?"

Chen Qingye: "

His face was expressionless. He rolled up the paper tube like Wei yuechu and gave blast a hard blow on his head.

"Ouch!" Blast covered the back of his head and shouted fiercely, "Why are you here?"

"Deserved..." Wei yuechu's face gloated: "do you think he is the lamp God? Three more wishes... Didn't you hear the price Chen Qingye just said? "

Blast blankly: "isn't it the lamp God? What is that? "

Wei yuechu pondered for a few seconds: "it's like the devil in Western legends. Players exchange their souls for * *'s satisfaction."

"But... In fact, I don't know the specific situation..." she sighed: "none of the people who do his transactions can survive and tell us what happened."

Yezei looked down and seemed to be looking at the document in his hand.

However, his eyes involuntarily fell on the scar on his wrist - its color is very light. If you don't look carefully, you can hardly distinguish it from the skin.

He subconsciously brushed it with his fingers.

Yejia knew the existence of the dreamer, but he had no memory about him.

It's like a blind spot in mind. If don't look for it deliberately, I'll be forgotten in the dark.

Blast touched the back of his head: "then, what happened later? Where has he gone? "

At least in his impression, after he entered the game, he didn't seem to have heard of the reputation of the dreamer.

Chen Qingye shook his head: "no one knows..."

"He just suddenly... Disappeared, and disappeared for a long time." He turned to Yejia and wondered, "why do you think the event in F City was caused by the dreamer?"

"Just guess..." Yejia replied quietly, "maybe I'm wrong. Let's prove it."

They first called the dead office worker.

His wife seemed still immersed in grief. When she answered, her voice was choking and sobbing. However, when she heard Yejia's question, there was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

Yejia asked patiently, "madam, are you still there?"

"Ah, yes... Yes." Her wife sounded a little distracted, but she replied.

She asked, "you, why do you ask this?"

Yejia: "just do some necessary investigation."

Silence fell across the microphone.

After a long time, the wife slowly said, "in fact... Half a month ago, I was going to divorce him."

Yezei narrowed his eyes: "can I ask why?"

The wife said, "of course..."

She sobbed and continued, "in fact, there is no third party, but there is really no emotion. Do you know that feeling? Holding his hand is like touching his right hand with his left hand. The days pass day by day. I can't remember how I fell in love with him. It's the same every day. It's no fun to live like this anymore, so... I want to be separated from him for a period of time. "

"But... He didn't want to. The reaction was very fierce." The wife said very tactfully: "so I went back to my mother's house and hid for a while."

Yejia: "and then?"

The wife took a deep breath, seemed to be unable to hold back her tears, and her voice choked again: "however, during that time, I calmed down slowly. Somehow, I remembered every bit of our love. Then I felt that I fell in love with him again, so I returned to him. I still remember that he held me and told me, This is his greatest wish, but... But... It hasn't been long, he... "

The woman across the phone sobbed.

Hang up.

The three opposite looked at each other and understood it.

——It seems that * * is ten years away.

The next whole hour, the four of them never stopped talking on their mobile phones. When they hung up, they called the next one. It took more than ten hours to finally ask the families of all the dead in the stack of documents one by one.

There are fifteen suspicious cases.

They went to the police station to call up the GPS records of the people a full month before their death, and then asked the staff of the supernatural administration to cross compare them on the computer——

Soon, the results came out.

Chen Qingye put the note on the table and pushed it over.

Fifteen people were scattered in different urban areas of F City, but half a month before their death, everyone went to the same place.

Yezei picked up the note and looked at it.

This place is close to the edge of the city and inaccessible - it should be here.

In half an hour.

The taxi drove away slowly behind several people, leaving only four of them standing in a wasteland.

In front of them stands a very modern high-rise building.

The four raised their heads together and looked up slowly.

The building is towering into the clouds, at least on the 30th floor, and the outside glass walls reflect the sun, looking resplendent and full of style.

Blast scratched his head: "is this... Here?"

There seems to be something wrong.

Yezei put the note back in his pocket and walked towards the building: "go and have a look first..."

The glass door opened automatically in front of them. Two tall and beautiful receptionists greeted them, bowed to them with a smile, and said in a singing tone: "welcome to DM company."

The ground is as smooth as a mirror, and the marble wall in the distance is inlaid with a glittering line of English letters:

dream maker。

[dreamer]

The four fell into silence: "

Blast slowly turned to look at Yejia, lowered his voice and stammered, "well... What's going on?"

Yezei: "

If I knew what was going on, would I still stand here like you?

When the four people were stunned, one of the welcoming ladies came forward and asked with a smile, "what business does Mr. need to handle?"

Yejia quickly adjusted and asked quietly, "what business can you handle here?"

Miss Yingbin introduced with a smile: "dream maker is the largest angel investment institution in F City. Do you have a business plan that needs our investment?"

"Yes..." Yejia said, "where can I see your person in charge?"

The welcoming lady smiled and said, "please follow me..."

Then she turned and walked forward.

Wei yuechu lowered his voice: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Yezei also whispered back, "go step by step and see step by step."

Chen Qingye opened his palm, several small green insects with the size of rice fell on his fingertips, and then climbed into his sleeve along his palm.

He stepped forward, stood side by side with Yejia and whispered, "the employees in the hall are human."

Yezei frowned slightly and nodded, "thank you..."

Now the trend of this matter... Is really more and more elusive.

Soon, they were welcomed into a magnificent and beautifully decorated waiting room, with golden European style chandeliers on their heads, heavy red carpets on the ground, soft armchairs placed in the room, and colorful snacks on the exquisite table.

Blast scratched his hand towards one of the dishes.

Wei yuechu slapped on his hand and stared at him silently.

Blast covered the back of his patted hand and whispered angrily, "I'm not ready to eat, but can't I see?"

Just then, the welcoming lady in front turned around and asked with a smile, "are you a corporate plan or a personal plan?"

Yezei turned his head and glanced at the other three people behind him: "enterprise..."

The other party said with a good attitude, "please show me the industrial and commercial registration certificate, tax registration and copies of basic information of relevant enterprises."

Yezei: "

His face remained unchanged: "personal planning..."

The professional quality of the welcoming lady is very outstanding, and the smile on her face has not changed at all: "well, what are your other companions...?"

The other three looked at each other.

Wei yuechu said, "I'm also a personal plan."

Chen Qingye pushed his glasses: "I just came with them. I'll just wait for them outside."

Blast shrugged and said indifferently, "me too..."

——As players, they all know that eggs can't be put in the same cage.

Wei yuechu and ACE go to the inside of the dream maker enterprise, so they should keep two people outside in case of any accidents. By the way, they can explore this strange place from the outside.

Another welcoming lady came over. She smiled at Wei yuechu: "this way, please..."

It seems that they are not going to stay together.

Wei yuechu nodded at Yezei, and they walked towards the two elevators separately.

Yejia walked into the elevator.

The welcome lady pressed one of the buttons.

The moment he walked in, he seemed to suddenly notice something and suddenly looked up at the top of the elevator - where it should have been a camera, some strange red light flashed, as if an eye flashed behind the glass.

But when Yejia fixed his eyes, the camera had returned to its normal state.

The welcome lady pressed the earphone the size of the nail cap in her ear, then turned her head, smiled sweetly and said to Yejia, "Hello, I didn't know you were an old customer of our DM company."

Yezei was slightly surprised, but still said quietly, "so what?"

The other party smiled and said, "the service is different."

With that, she reached out, took out a magnetic card from her pocket, pasted the card swiping area on the elevator, and then pressed the button on the top floor.

The button is on.

The elevator went up slowly.

The narrow space was very quiet. There was little noise because of the high level. They could only hear each other breathing. Yejia's eyes fell on the slowly rising number and watched it change slowly.

Soon, the elevator stopped on one floor.

This is the floor where the welcoming lady first pressed.

Yezei raised his eyes and looked into the distance. At the end of the long corridor was a huge and thick mahogany gate. Outside the mahogany gate, a man who looked embarrassed seemed to be waiting for something.

Just then the mahogany door opened.

Before Yezei could see it clearly, the elevator in front of him closed slowly. The welcoming lady smiled and said, "you are a VIP, not under this floor."

The number of elevators continues to rise.

Time passed very slowly. After a long time, the elevator door opened to both sides with a tinkle.

The welcoming lady smiled and stretched out her hand: "please..."

Yejia stepped out of the elevator and the metal door closed slowly behind him.

He looked around.

The top floor looks completely different from the floor just now - huge and clear floor to ceiling windows, luxurious and expensive decoration, and heavy carpets can absorb all the footsteps. In the distance, there is a long corridor. At the end of the corridor is a huge heavy wooden door, but the standard is obviously several grades higher than the one downstairs.

Yezei gently rubbed the fingertips hanging on his side, and the faint light shone.

Although it is true that he should try his best to reduce fighting with fierce ghosts now, if he encounters the situation of life and death, he will not be reluctant to use weapons.

——After all, the last vision was different.

She was sent by her mother to die.

Vision is different from other fierce ghosts. She was originally human, but she had a part of her mother in her body, so she became a fierce ghost.

So mother hoped that Yejia could kill her, absorb the nutrients in her body and become her own people.

The situation of the dreamer is different. He is just a fierce ghost.

Yezei walked slowly along the corridor.

He stood in front of the heavy gate and slowly stretched out his hand, but before his fingertips touched the door panel, the gate in front of him opened silently and opened inward.

Inside the door is a huge circular room, surrounded by clean French windows, like a glass ball hanging above the sky, which looks extremely luxurious.

A man stood in front of the huge circular French window with his back to Yejia.

Yezei narrowed his eyes and the knife light appeared between his fingers.

"Rare guest, really rare guest..." the man said and turned around.

He was of medium build, wearing a well tailored suit, with a pale and gentle face and a decent smile: "ace! I thought I'd never see you again. "

Yeka did not answer.

He looked at the man in front of him and thought carefully.

The dreamer opened his chair and sat down. The smile on his face was very kind: "sit..."

The chair opposite him was pulled apart by some invisible force.

The dreamer reached out and made a gesture of invitation.

Yezei smiled briefly. He walked forward calmly as if he were meeting a friend who had been reunited for a long time. He sat down in the chair without changing his face: "thank you..."

His attitude was so calm that he surprised the Dreamer: "unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for a long time. You're still the same as before. You haven't changed at all."

"Oh?" Yezei said quietly, "so... Do you think you have changed a lot?"

The dreamer laughed as if he had heard some very funny joke and burst into tears.

Yejia waited quietly for him to finish laughing.

After a long time, the dreamer finally stopped, with a lingering smile on his face and said, "of course it's very big..."

Then he grabbed his hair and pulled it aside.

There was a scarlet crack in his neck, which expanded rapidly with his movement, revealing a flat and smooth cross-section, as if it had been cut with some extremely sharp tool.

He lowered his head so that Yejia could see the bright red muscles and Mori white bones on the section of his neck.

Then, the dreamer released his hand, put back his head with only a piece of skin adhesion, and moved his shoulder and neck a little uncomfortable to reset everything.

He said with a smile: "although it has recovered almost now, it is still impossible to grow up again... After all, not every ghost is the direct line of his mother's care, and can be repaired completely after being stabbed through his chest."

The dreamer means something.

Yezei narrowed his eyes and was slightly surprised.

The dreamer means... His head was cut off by himself?

The healed scar on the wrist was slightly hot.

The dreamer waved his hand carelessly: "by the way, you should not remember anything... Look at my memory, I almost forgot this."

"So..." Yezei raised his eyebrows: "maybe you can help me review it?"

The dreamer narrowed his eyes: "what, do you want to get back your lost memory?"

A shrewd smile appeared on his face: "what do you want in exchange?"

Yezei chuckled and shrugged carelessly, "just for the memories you first met? Thank you. No, why should I remember those unimportant things? "

The dreamer's face darkened for a moment.

But he soon recovered: "since you're not going to do business with me, what are you doing here?"

Yejia folded his legs and smiled kindly: "of course, he came to smash the field."

"It's difficult..." the dreamer frowned in embarrassment: "it seems that I can only call the police."

Yezei: "

I saw the dreamer's fingers lift gently, and the cabinet door on one side opened, revealing the framed photo frame inside: "I'm a legal industry, business license, site ownership, lease agreement... I'm a taxpayer with clean background and a good citizen who abides by the law."

Yezei: "

He sneered: "will good citizens who abide by discipline and law sign an agreement to take away the souls of ordinary people?"

The dreamer shrugged and said, "my deal is always about your feelings and wishes. In fact, I never went to anyone. Everyone took the initiative to come to the door, even many."

He said lightly, "and I just did what a businessman should do - I grasped the business opportunity."

The man turned around, walked slowly to the French window in front of him and looked down. His voice was filled with some repressive excitement and trembling: "in the game, I never thought that there would be such a beautiful place in the world. The soul blackened by * * was eager to find a way to sell itself, regardless of the cost, Instead, they will rush to offer their souls. "

His voice hissed because of greed: "there are too many competitors in the game. Each of them is hungry. They fight and rob and work hard to get a bite, but it's different here... The market is so vast that I can monopolize it as long as I want -"

"Do you know what this is called?"

The dreamer turned his head and looked at Yejia. The smile on his face was slightly distorted because of excitement, which looked particularly terrible: "this is called monopoly capital."

Yezei: "

Grass

The dreamer walked towards Yejia, and the smile on his face converged and became gentle again: "you see, I am different from those savage ghosts who have no brains and only know everyone. I love peace. Only peace can make my market more prosperous."

He stretched out his hand, and his pale index finger gently crossed Yejia's wrist.

Yejia's eyes fell.

On his wrist, the scars crossed horizontally and vertically. don't know when they were looming and protruding, with a light red color, they were particularly prominent on his white skin.

The dreamer's eyes stared at the scar on Yejia's wrist, and his greedy look appeared: "moreover... The soul that once slipped away from me may reappear in front of me one day. If you like, I can pay a big price..."

As he spoke, he stuck out his scarlet tongue nearly half a foot long and slowly licked his index finger that touched each other's skin.

But just then, the dreamer seemed to be burned. He suddenly opened his eyes, his long tongue shook in the air, and the mucus dripping down.

"This, this is..." he glared at Yejia: "you... What did you bring in!"

At this time, the man's low and hoarse voice sounded behind Yejia: "I..."