After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

At night, in a residential area.

Hu Haoying returned home happily, carrying a gray bag that did not match his suit and leather shoes on his back.

His wife Wang Jie came over curiously: "What's the matter? Are you so happy today?"

Hu Haoying winked at her mysteriously, and said in a low voice, "I found a treasure."

He is a curious collector of rare antiques. What he usually likes to do the most is to go to the antique market after get off work to see if he can find some rare antique treasures.

Because of his rich experience, he knows a lot in this area, and sometimes he can really find something good.

But it's rare to be so excited.

Wang Jie became interested: "What does it look like? Show me?"

Hu Haoying carefully put the gray bag she was carrying on the table, and took out the thing inside.

It is a very complete statue of Guanyin, the pure white jade looks warm and delicate under the light, and the workmanship is fine, and it is not extraordinary at a glance.

The only strange thing is that most of the Avalokitesvara statues have their eyes half down, looking down compassionately on all living beings, but this statue's eyes are raised.

Those eyes were extremely vivid, and the two impurities in the jade were subtly carved into the shape of pupils, and the dark eyes seemed to be alive, looking straight at them.

For some reason, those eyes made Wang Jie feel a little uncomfortable.

She moved her gaze away from the Guanyin statue, and forced a smile: "What is this?"

"The statue of Avalokitesvara." Hu Haoying said unconsciously. He bent down, carefully wiped off the dust on the statue of Avalokitesvara with a dry rag, and looked at it complacently:

"I bought it in the second-hand market. Look at the material and workmanship. It's amazing! It only cost me 800 yuan. This time I really found a treasure!"

Wang Jie glanced at the jade statue hastily.

The creepy feeling just now reappeared.

She shivered a bit, but seeing her husband so excited, she still didn't express her true thoughts in the end.

Hu Hao proudly placed the Guanyin statue in his room.

At night, after turning off the lights, Wang Jie tossed and turned.

In the dark room, one can vaguely see the blurred outline of the white jade statue at the foot of the bed in the distance. Although the face is completely unclear, the pair of pitch-black eyes are still very clear.

Wang Jie quickly closed her eyes, turned over, and forced to expel the haunting thoughts from her mind.

As the night darkened, her consciousness became blurred, and she finally gradually fell asleep.

The next day, Wang Jie was woken up by her husband's terrified and trembling voice:

"Ah, Ajie...you...your..."

Wang Jie opened her eyes in a daze, she shrank coldly, and asked sleepily, "What's wrong?"

Hu Haoying tightly grasped the quilt with one hand, her face was as pale as paper, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, her pupils were constricted, and she stared at Wang Jie's stomach: "You...your stomach..."

Wang Jie followed Hu Haoying's line of sight and looked over.

I saw that my stomach was swollen high as if I was pregnant in October, and I pushed up my pajamas, revealing the blue and purple belly below.

Blood vessels protruded from the belly, which looked horrifying, the skin was stretched almost transparent, and there was something wriggling and undulating underneath, like some kind of terrifying living thing.

At that moment, sleepiness suddenly fell.

Wang Jie screamed in horror: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Amidst the almost inhuman screams, the white jade statue of Guanyin Songzi sat quietly at the end of the room, with lips carved from white jade upturned like a half-smile, and a pair of dark eyes quietly looking forward, It was as if he was admiring the scene in front of him.

·

The white jade statue stood on the table, looking peaceful and harmless.

"Brother Wu, what do you think?"

Ke Zheng, a team member dispatched by the Combat Division, circled the table and turned to look at Wu Su who was standing aside.

"It should be a cursed item." Wu Su tugged at his beard and shook his head cautiously: "But I'm not sure if it came from there."

After all, the game is too big, and there are too many monsters and ghosts in it, it is impossible for him to know all of them.

Wu Su turned to look at the members of the logistics department at the side: "What about the victim?"

The member of the logistics department seemed to be in a daze, with his head half tilted, his eyes fell on the white jade Guanyin statue, as if he was thinking about something.

"Hey," Wu Su yelled impatiently, "The situation of the victim!"

The member of the logistics department seemed to have just reacted, and slowly turned his head to look in Wu Su's direction.

His hair color is light brown, his pupil color is as light as glass, and his skin is sickly white. He looks lazy: "Oh, the victim's condition has stabilized, and the ghost fetus has disappeared."

Wu Su seemed to be more entangled.

He tugged at his beard and stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, but he took it off again when he thought about the ban on smoking here: "Do you know the reason why the ghost fetus disappeared?"

of course.

I dealt with it last night.

Ye Jia yawned and shook his head: "I don't know."

It has been almost a week since the ghost spider incident, and life has once again returned to its previous calm state.

Zhao Dong has been discharged from the hospital, and has started to work hard to shoulder most of the workload of the entire department.

There was no movement on Ji Xuan's side, even Ami was as quiet as if she had never existed.

Coupled with the extra money he earned from his "part-time job", everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

Wu Su fiddled with the cigarette in his hand, thinking hard, but in the end he still couldn't figure out why. He was a little frustrated, but he gave up and continued to struggle with it: "Forget it, no matter what, anyway, this cursed The item is very dangerous, Xiao Ke, later you use the special insulation layer in the bureau to seal it up and put it in the warehouse, remember to mark it as "high risk", but don't allow anyone to touch it."

Ke Zheng nodded and started to work.

Wu Su sighed, and rubbed his eyebrows wearily: "I don't know what's going on, why are there so many cursed things recently?"

Just as he turned and walked out, he heard a clear voice behind him: "Team team."

Wu Su was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look behind him.

I saw that member of the logistics department was looking up at him, and after putting away his absent-minded look just now, those light-colored eyes looked sincere and clear under the light: "What did you just say?"

"Ah?" Wu Su didn't react for a moment.

"Have a lot of cursed items appeared recently?"

"Oh, yes." Wu Su nodded: "In just a few days, there have been three incidents, and the items are different. The worst thing is that the curses on it are more dangerous than the last."

He rubbed the aching forehead: "The one who was pregnant with the ghost baby yesterday was not bad, at least the symptoms disappeared after staying away from the cursed object, but the others were not so lucky, and they are still on the top floor of the hospital. are guarded."

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly thoughtfully.

"Where did the victims say they got the cursed items?" he asked.

Wu Su shook his head: "No."

He suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, I remember that the husband of the ghost baby victim said that he seemed to be looking for it in an antique market near the city, but when our people arrived there, they had already found it. It’s not going to that booth anymore.”

Wu Su shook his head, seeming very sorry.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered the flash of thoughts in his eyes.

When he raised his eyes again, all his true emotions had been covered up by him.

"By the way," Ye Jia suggested, "I remember that there seems to be a library of cursed items in the Bureau. Have you looked for it?"

Wu Su was taken aback: "Do you still have this?"

"Yeah, I remember it was built two years ago." Ye Jia bent his eyes: "Only in City M."

And absolutely accurate.

——After all, most of the entries in it were contributed anonymously by him before.

Wu Su's face lit up: "Thank you, little brother!"

Ye Jia smiled: "It's nothing, if you ask other people, they will tell you."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and tidied up the documents on the desktop, then turned and walked out.

After leaving the room, the smile on Ye Jia's lips gradually faded.

Wu Su and his team should be able to handle the follow-up of the curse.

Now, he had to find the culprit.

——Coincidentally, Ye Jia knew very well where the other party would be.

·

The rented room is narrow and cramped, filled with all kinds of strange things, not a single bit of light can penetrate.

The temperature in the room was extremely low, dust was everywhere, and there was a disgusting decaying smell, as if something had died here.

Countless bottles and jars are piled up from the wall to the ground, with dirty liquid and twisted limbs floating inside, the shrunken human head smeared with black grease is only the size of a fist, quietly staring at the dark world beyond the bottles, besides In addition, there are squashed boxes randomly piled up in the corner, and the weird items inside can be seen from the unsealed box opening——a dilapidated fan, a doll with a smirk, and a dusty copper coin Etc., etc.

In the center of the room is a table, the table is black and shiny soaked in oil, and a thick stack of RMB is spread out on it.

"How did you earn this time?"

A pudgy man sitting behind a desk asked.

He tapped on Erlang's leg and was picking a mouthful of yellow teeth with a toothpick.

"Not bad," a tall and thin man stood on the other side of the table, nodding and bowing his head: "There are already four or five regular customers who continue to ask for goods."

"Where is the thief? Did you find it?"

The thin and tall man's face collapsed, and he said bitterly: "Not yet...and...and I'm a little worried..."

The short fat man stopped picking his teeth and narrowed his eyes: "What are you worried about?"

"Let's, let's..." The thin tall man said with a sad face, "We'll be fine, right?"

"Cut," Humpty Humpty sneered, "What could be the matter? All we earn are mid-to-high-end customers, promoted among acquaintances, and there are only a few stolen things that accidentally circulated on the market."

"Even if we can't find the one who stole the things, how can the investigation bureau recover these things from us?"

Humpty Humpty laughed triumphantly: "The one who can catch me..."

"—not yet born."

A soft and laughing voice suddenly sounded in the darkness of the room, and naturally took over his words: "Is that right?"

At that moment, Humpty Humpty's expression changed.

He suddenly widened his eyes, staring fixedly at the place where the sound came from, his face turned pale with fear, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound, as if It was like seeing a ghost.

A figure appeared quietly.

The pitch-black hood cast a deep shadow, completely covering his facial features, only revealing a pale and sharp chin and thin lips with graceful contours.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips:

"Dwarf wax gourd, remember what I said back then?"

Dwarf Wintermelon was covered in cold sweat, and subconsciously shrank back: "No, no, you...you're not..."

The other party turned a deaf ear, but said lightly in a gentle and lazy tone:

"—If you do this business again, I'll cut off your legs, cut off your fingers, and throw you into the ghost spider's nest."