After an Infinite Flow Player Retires Chapter 69


“…” Ye Jia squinted his eyes, and his pale pupils shone unpredictable under his long eyelashes.

After a long time, he rolled up the document, raised his hand and gave Ji Xuan a hard tick.

“Ugh?”

Ji Xuan was stunned, raised his hand to cover the back of his head, blinked, and looked at the opponent blankly.

“Thank you for your suggestion.” Ye Jia stood up slowly and pulled out a few copies from the documents in front of him.

He smiled slightly and said, “But, it’s not necessary.”

Ye Jia picked up the phone and dialed the contact person of the Occult Administration. After a few words of greeting, he asked, “How did you check the Dreammaker company?”

The opposite Liang Yi sounded a little embarrassed: “We have already contacted the industrial and commercial side, and also communicated with the police department. All procedures of that company are legal and compliant, and there are no loopholes in taxation and finance, let alone. Any criminal record…We send someone to monitor nearby, but the possibility of obtaining information from outside is really unlikely…”

Ye Jia nodded thoughtfully.

He was not prepared to start in this aspect from the beginning. Since the dream maker dared to step into the bright surface from the dark, it shows that he has absolute confidence in it.

Ye Jia looked down and thought for two seconds, and then slowly said: “I need specific information about several cases now.”

He opened the documents he had just pulled out one by one in front of him, and then read the labels on them.

Liang Yi said straightforwardly: “Yes…”

Soon, Ye Jia’s phone made a ding sound, and he turned it over, showing a satisfied expression on his face.

“Finally, help me check a license plate.”

“No problem, you said.” Liang Yi’s voice came from the microphone.

-This is the license plate of the vehicle driven by the man who signed the contract with the dream maker yesterday. Although he left without saying anything, Ye Jia silently wrote down his license plate number.

Soon, the relevant information of the car owner was called out.

The man’s name is Wang Chengze. He is forty-five years old this year and married. His daughter is exactly 13 years old this year and is now hospitalized in the city hospital.

Ye Jia: “Can you call up his daughter’s case?”

The keyboard sounded on Liang Yi’s side. A few minutes later, he replied: “This… seems to be organ failure of unknown cause, but the hospital seems to be unable to find any reasonable explanation.”

“Send me the specific cases.”

“okay…”

After Ye Jia hurriedly thanked him, he hung up the phone.

He lowered his head and briefly flipped through the information that Liang Yi had sent to his mobile phone just now, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

It seems that his guess this time is really correct.

Ye Jia quickly formulated the next strategy in his heart, and then put the phone back in his pocket.

After doing all this, he turned his head and looked at Ji Xuan who was sitting on the bed.

—Okay, now is the time to deal with the matter here.

Ye Jia squinted his eyes, staring at the little boy in front of him, and then single-handedly asked: “So, what is your state now.”

Ji Xuan raised a beautiful little face, his expression was innocent and blank: “What?”

Ye Jia chuckled, but there was not much smile in his eyes: “So, do you want to continue acting?”

When Ji Xuan just woke up that day, Ye Jia believed that his dazed state was likely to be real.

However, after this, Ye Jia was not so sure.

From this guy following to F City, to reminding him about the origin of the scar on his wrist, to a series of actions yesterday, all pointed in the opposite direction.

—He not only quietly provided clues to Ye Jia, but he was even able to predict in advance that the dream maker’s company would not be accessible from the outside, so he left a mark on Ye Jia’s wrist so that he could sneak in quietly. in.

And it was this that gave Ye Jia a hint.

Although Li Gui would fall into a weakened state due to the splitting of his soul, Ye Jia, as the mother’s direct line, the king of all Li Guis, did not believe that the other party had not thought of this before splitting the soul. Since he still did this, then he must be very The weak state of self-confidence has little effect on his strength, or it can be quickly relieved-after all, it is impossible for the ghost king to keep himself in a weak position for a long time.

So, there is only one explanation left now.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and looked at each other calmly, as if waiting for something.

The atmosphere in the air gradually became serious.

The little boy looked back at Ye Jia, his scarlet eyes gleaming strangely under the light, like half-condensed blood.

After a long time, he raised his lips slightly and said casually: “Ah… I still can’t hide from my brother.”

Ji Xuan frowned very distressedly, and this somewhat cute expression appeared on his face, which seemed to have a creepy meaning: “I thought it could be maintained for a while…it’s a pity.”

Ji Xuan jumped off the bed and walked towards Ye Jia.

His figure twitched with his steps.

When he stood still in front of Ye Jia, Ji Xuan had returned to his normal form.

He was tall, even half a head taller than Ye Jia, and when he approached, he forced Ye Jia to raise his head to look at him.

The man’s shoulders are broad, giving people an invisible sense of oppression, a pair of dark, blood-colored eyes drooping, high and cold eyebrows pressing down, his lips have a slight arc, and his cold gaze carries A strong sense of occupation, like some kind of cold-blooded animal entangled in prey.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the other person without any intention of flinching: “So, tell me, how long have you recovered?”

Ji Xuan smiled lowly.

“It didn’t take long…” He avoided the other party’s question extremely cunningly: “But…”

Ji Xuan’s voice changed: “At least there is more than enough help.”

“Help?” Ye Jia raised his eyebrows, and a slightly ironic smile appeared on his lips: “Why, can you tell directly about the loopholes in the dream maker contract? Or, is there any way you can kill those few? In the case of a thousand people, kill him?”

“…” Ji Xuan: “No…”

Ye Jia looked at him with a smile: “I guess so…”

As he said, he pressed the man in front of him against the shoulders of the man in front of him with the paper rolled in his palm, and pushed him far away: “So, don’t get in the way.”

The smile on Ji Xuan’s lips deepened. He obediently let go, watching Ye Jia start to prepare to go out expertly, and asked unhurriedly: “So, what are you going to do now?”

“Wang Chengze, he signed an agreement with the dream maker.” Ye Jia put on his coat and replied: “All my current cases are contract signers who have died, only he is still alive.”

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Ye Jia raised his eyes to look at Ji Xuan, his pupils were dark, and he said unhurriedly: “His contract has not yet been completed, and only he is our breakthrough.”

With that, he pulled his hood up.

The shadow spread, blocking the youth’s clear and light-colored eyes.

Ye Jia contacted Wei Yuechu, Chen Qingye and Blast as ace and asked them to go to an address to investigate.

Ji Xuan watched the opposite direction and walked outside the door.

Ye Jia opened the door, turned to look at Ji Xuan, and asked impatiently, “What are you waiting for?”

This time it was Ji Xuan’s turn for a moment.

“Isn’t your injury good enough?” Ye Jia’s voice didn’t have any extra emotional fluctuations, as if to say how the weather is today.

—Anyway, if you follow along, just make the best use of everything.

He said, “Don’t keep up?”

After a brief stupor, Ji Xuan came back to his senses, a faint smile slowly penetrated into the depths of his eyes, and the scarlet ripples slowly swayed: “Oh, yes…”

Soon, Ye Jia rushed to the location of the hospital.

Intensive care room.

The little girl lay quietly on the hospital bed, her eyes closed, her face pale, her long brown hair scattered on the snow-white pillow, her whole body as light as a piece of paper.

Countless machines on the side are ticking, and line graphs of various colors are jumping on the screen, as if recording the demise of a young life in another way.

Wang Cheng walked around anxiously outside the guardianship room.

The black-green in his eyes seemed to be heavier right now, and his whole body appeared to be over-thinking, and his back was slightly rickety, and it seemed that he did not belong to this age.

Wang Cheng had never believed in the existence of ghosts and gods in the world. Even though the great turmoil in City M had let him know, it turned out that there were really these unnatural ghosts in the world, but he also sneered at them.

Unexpectedly, one day… he would so much hope that these supernatural forces can really work.

It doesn’t matter even at the cost of his life and soul.

Wang Cheng turned his head to look at the little girl in the glass, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made up his mind.

“Mr. Wang…” At this moment, a strange and familiar voice sounded behind him.

Wang Cheng was taken aback, turned his head and looked behind.

I saw that the young man who asked him to talk to him yesterday under the dm company was standing a few steps away from him. The cold light from the hospital corridor cast down his head, casting a shadow on his hood and hiding his facial features. In the shadows—just like yesterday, there is an unpredictable sense of mystery and distance, which makes people instinctively fearful.

Wang Cheng took a step back vigilantly, with a bit of hostility, and slowly said, “What do you want?”

The young man took a step forward slowly, raised a slender and pale hand, and took off his hood.

Under the hood is a handsome face, his hair color and pupil color are too light, showing a similar light brown color under bright light, and there is a faint smile on his lips, which is kind of fascinating. Shu Xin’s affinity: “I just want to talk to you.”

Wang Cheng was slightly stunned.

His attitude is no longer as sharp as before: “I think I have expressed my thoughts very clearly yesterday, what on earth do you want to talk about?”

Ye Jia said, “Why don’t we go out and talk?”

His gaze glanced towards the isolation room: “After all, I don’t want to disturb your daughter.”

Wang Cheng hesitated, he turned his head to look at his unconscious daughter in the intensive care unit, and said, “Okay…”

The roof top of the hospital.

The sky showed a deep blue that was almost black, and several pale clouds floated slowly, looking distant and unpredictable.

Wang Cheng retracted his gaze, looked at the young man not far away, and slowly said, “Let’s talk…”

The young man’s light-colored hair was disturbed by the wind, and his glaze-colored eyes were rippling. He slowly stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and exposed his wrists: “Are you familiar?”

Wang Cheng was startled suddenly, his pupils suddenly tightened.

The young man’s wrists are slender and thin, his skin is pale that has not seen the sky for a long time, and the cyan veins are winding under the skin.

A small, inconspicuous scar was burned at the junction of his wrist and Zhanggen, crossing diagonally and diagonally.

Wang Cheng lowered his head subconsciously and looked at his wrist—

The shape of the wound is exactly the same, except that the other person’s scar seems to have healed for a long time, and it is even hard to see if it is not careful, but his wound seems to have just been cut, **** scarlet, shallowly bulging out. But there was no trace of blood oozing out, and it looked a bit shocking.

He raised his head, his eyes widened slightly: “You…”

“That’s right…” Ye Jia rolled down his sleeves and said calmly: “I’ve dealt with him before.”

Wang Cheng looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn’t know whether he should believe him or not.

Ye Jia said: “It is precisely because I have dealt with him that I know exactly what kind of contract you signed.”

He calmly stated: “You were deceived…”

In fact, Ye Jia has been thinking about a question ever since he knew that the object they were dealing with was the dream maker—

How does the dream maker fulfill people’s wishes?

Until Wei Yuechu chatted with blast inadvertently, he woke him up-do you think he is a lamp god?

This kind of existence that can satisfy all one’s wishes can only be found in fairy tales.

And the dream maker is not a lamp god, he is just a very powerful ghost.

However, no matter how powerful the ghost is, the power has its limit. He is just a ghost, not an all-knowing and almighty god. No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to satisfy any player’s wishes. What if the player’s desire is to leave the game? Can the Dream Maker really send the player away from the game?

So, after figuring this out, Ye Jia called the wife of the office worker who was stabbed to death by a steel pipe again and asked her a question: “Do you still have feelings for your husband?”

“Of course…” However, the wife on the other side hesitated for a while, and then slowly said: “But, it is strange that after his death, the heart and love that only existed in the first love period disappeared… It is like, we are again Back before everything changed.”

This answer was in Ye Jia’s expectation.

-The dream maker cannot fulfill the dream of every wisher. He is not that powerful. What he can create is nothing more than a castle in the sky.

Dream maker Dream maker can create nothing but a dream.

However, the price paid by the person who signed the contract with him is real.

As a result, Ye Jia selected a few of the documents he had in hand and encountered similar cases to Wangcheng.

He took out his phone, turned on the screen, and threw it to Wang Chengze.

Wang Cheng hurriedly picked up the phone.

He flipped through the information on it, and he became more frightened as he looked at it, his forehead was faintly oozing sweat, his face was pale, and his breathing slowly became quicker.

Zhao xx, male, died in a car accident. On the third day after his death, his mother, who had undergone a heart transplant and began to heal, suddenly suffered heart failure and died of unsuccessful rescue.

Liu xx, female, died of falling from a building. On the third day after her death, her son who had miraculously recovered from advanced gastric cancer died at home because of the spread of cancer cells.

In addition, there are many more.

In the end, Wang Chengze’s hands were already shaking almost unable to hold the phone. He raised his head to look at the young man in front of him, and stammered: “This…this…”

Ye Jia took his mobile phone from his hand and said slowly: “This is the price of trading with the devil.”

“Your relatives will indeed recover miraculously, but when the contract is completed and your soul is taken away, his gift will also be invalidated.” Ye Jia sighed softly and said slowly: “He only needs to be there. It is enough to fulfill the promise in the half month after signing the contract-don’t believe any ghosts. They are always a collection of extreme evil thoughts and desires. There will be no benefit in dealing with them.”

In the royal city, there are six gods and no masters.

He reached out and grabbed the railing on the side to ensure that he would not fall down because of it: “Then…what should I do now? This contract…can it be cancelled?”

Ye Jia shook his head: “It’s a pity, no.”

Although the dream realized by the dream makers is false, the contract they signed is real.

“After I die, my daughter will die with me too, right?” Wang Chengze showed a desperate look on his face.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes thoughtfully: “Not necessarily…”

Wang Cheng was taken aback, his eyes seemed to light up with a glimmer of hope: “You…what do you mean?”

Ye Jia said: “I investigated the cause of your daughter’s illness, and I think there may be a turning point.”

He thought for a while, then took a piece of paper from his pocket: “I do the math, now it’s time.”

The thin piece of paper sandwiched between the young man’s fingertips began to spontaneously ignite in the air. Then, a vibrant girl’s voice appeared in the air, and the nervous Wang Cheng was shocked: “We Found it! As you said, it is indeed a sucker. It is extinct. I never thought that this disgusting thing would still be left. I thought Ji Xuan had already exterminated it.”

Ye Jia shrugged: “There will always be a few fish that slip through the net.”

—He has seen one before, so he thought of this possibility when he saw the little girl’s case.

There was a hissing scream from the smoker in the background, and a slightly grumpy blast voice came through: “You be honest…”

In the next second, the sound of kicking and splashing of slime sounded, amplified by the burning paper props, and it sounded frightening.

“So, what shall we do now?” Chen Qingye’s peaceful voice came.

Ye Jia said lightly: “Burn it…”

A faintly excited voice came from the blast: “Good!”

There was the sound of a blazing fire burning suddenly, the crackling burning sound mixed with the screaming screams of the sucker, and it sounded a little nauseating.

Ye Jia smiled a little apologetically to the frightened Wang Cheng, and squeezed his palm slightly.

The burning pieces of paper turned into scattered ashes at his fingertips, fluttering and being blown away by the wind.

Ye Jia patted the confetti in his frightened palm, and said friendly to Wang Cheng, “I am afraid it will take a while to burn it, why don’t we go down first?”

Wang Cheng nodded in a daze, revealing an expression of a refreshed worldview.

The two sat opposite the intensive care unit, quietly waiting for the passage of time.

Ye Jia calculated in his heart.

About ten minutes later, he lowered his head and looked at the time displayed on the phone screen, and said, “It should be okay now.”

Unusually fluctuating sound of the instrument suddenly came from the intensive care unit. The doctors and nurses from the hospital rushed over, but Wang Cheng stood up with a violent sound, staring at the opposite direction in the intensive care unit, his chest was up and down quickly, as if I can pass out in the next second.

Ye Jia didn’t stand up, but sat on a chair with his long legs slightly bent, waiting quietly.

After a long time.

The doctor walked out slowly, and said to Wang Cheng: “Your daughter’s condition has begun to stabilize…”

At that moment, the middle-aged man’s figure shook suddenly, and he held the doctor’s hands tightly. The whole person seemed to lose strength, and slowly fell to the ground, and a sobbing choke broke out in his throat.

Ye Jia stood behind him, looking up slightly.

The man’s hand covered with veins clenched the doctor’s clothes tightly, and the bright red cross-cut wound on the wrist still existed, but it faded and shallowed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and dissipated into the depths of the skin.

After a long time, when Wang Cheng was relieved from the sadness and ecstasy that suddenly crushed him, when he raised his head to look for his savior, he found that there was no one behind him—the other party didn’t know when he had left. .

The hospital is downstairs.

Ji Xuan leaned against the wall, his long legs bent, his eyelids drooping slightly, covering a pair of dark eyes.

From time to time, a girl passed by on the road, her eyes drifted towards him uncontrollably, and then retracted in a panic and shy manner.

The man lowered his eyes indifferently.

Even if someone wants to strike up a conversation, there are treacherous hearts.

Suddenly, the cold-faced man seemed to be aware of something suddenly. He raised his eyes and looked in a direction not far away. Those dark, abyss-like eyes seemed to be suddenly lit up, as if he had seen his whole body intently. In the world, his thin lips with sharp contours are slightly curved, and a smile flits across his lips.

I saw a slender young man with a clear face appeared at the top of the stairs and walked quickly towards the man.

—It’s actually being digested internally among the handsome guys.

The girls who were secretly observing just now lost interest.

Forget it, it’s gone.

Ji Xuan straightened up and looked at Ye Jia: “Resolved?”

Ye Jiaman hummed carelessly and said, “It seems that although the dream maker is the absolute beneficiary of the contract, he is also bound by the contract itself.”

Time is the key.

As long as the dream maker is unable to fulfill the contract within this half month, the contract’s regulations will be invalidated. However, the dream maker’s ability is strong enough to create what the contractor wishes—of course, whether to accept it later It’s another thing to come back.

Therefore, if you want to invalidate the contract, you must either make the dream maker’s unfulfillable desire-but the other party will certainly not be willing to sign such a treaty.

Or just like they did just now, kicking the dreamer’s existence out of the contract fulfillment.

However, this is obviously also a bit unrealistic. After all, this is a special case. If Wang Chengze’s daughter is leukemia or some kind of incurable disease, even Ye Jia can only look at Wang Chengze’s soul being dreamed of. Taken away.

So… how should he exploit this loophole?

“It seems that you found the loophole?” Ji Xuan asked with a smile on his eyes.

He said without changing his face: “I have always believed in your strength.”

—It seems that the person who wanted to use clues for a good night kiss was not himself.

Ye Jia: “…”

He glanced at him blankly, too lazy to care about him.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and after thinking for a while, he said, “I have an idea. I may need your help.”

Ji Xuan agreed: “Of course…”

He raised his finger and tapped his slender fingertips lightly on his lower lip. There was a faint smile in the depths of his pitch-black eyes: “So, do you want to make a deal?”

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