After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Ye Jia was confused by his actions.

The muscles of the shoulders, back and arms are still tense, accumulating explosive power, and it seems that they will enter the combat mode in the next second, but they are abruptly stuck before the action by the opponent's unexpected attitude.

Ji Xuan buried his head in the pit of Ye Jia's neck, his soft and cold black hair fell down and rubbed against his cheeks and neck, making it extremely itchy.

The man's cheeks were not as cold as usual, but rather like jade with body temperature remaining, with a slight warmth.

Where is weird.

"Ji Xuan, you..." Ye Jia frowned, stiffened his body, and asked slowly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Xuan didn't answer, but slightly tightened his arms around Ye Jia's waist.

"..." Ye Jia broke free from the other party's embrace with ingenuity, then stretched out his hand, and turned on the light in the room with a snap.

Ji Xuan did seem to be a bit out of place.

He still had the same expressionless face, with indistinct emotions and anger, his brows were high and cold, casting deep shadows, which brought an inexplicable sense of pressure to people.

but……

His pupils were scarlet, his pupils had returned to normal, slightly diffused, and his vision seemed to be slightly scattered, like rubies soaked in water under the light.

It made Ye Jia inexplicably think of the other party's state before the door was about to end.

When Ye Jia was looking at him, Ji Xuan reluctantly approached him again.

The young man put his hand on his shoulder and opened the distance between the two: "Wait..."

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's the last thing you remember?"

Ji Xuan: "You let me hug you..."

Ye Jia's voice raised slightly: "When did I say such a thing?!"

Ji Xuan lowered his eyes, thought about it seriously for a few seconds, and said, "You said, after you have dealt with my subordinates, you will definitely come back..."

Ye Jia: "..."

Oh, it turned out that he really said it.

Seeing that Ji Xuan wanted to continue talking, Ye Jia took a deep breath and interrupted the other party's unspoken words: "It's okay, it's okay, I understand what you mean."

Ji Xuan took the opportunity to lean over again, put his arms around the other's waist, and said in a low voice, "Brother is lying..."

Ye Jia: "..."

"Wait..." He suddenly sensed something was wrong, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of danger in his voice: "So, you were awake at that time?"

Ji Xuan rubbed Ye Jia's shoulder with his cheek, and said vaguely: "No..."

Ye Jia frowned: "?"

Ji Xuan: "I can only hear it."

Ye Jia: "..."

He reached out again, trying to tear the opponent off his body.

However, what Ye Jia didn't expect was that his waking state was more difficult to deal with than when he was in a coma.

By the time he tore Ji Xuan off his body, a full ten minutes had passed, and a layer of hot sweat oozed from his back.

Ye Jia took a breath and looked down at the ghost in front of him.

Ji Xuan'an sat on the sofa calmly, looking very well-behaved, but his eyes were still tightly attached to Ye Jia's body, as if he was still about to move.

Ye Jia asked tentatively: "What...do you remember?"

Ji Xuan: "I remember..."

Ye Jia choked for a moment: "..."

Ji Xuan began to say: "I remember I bit you..."

Ye Jia: "Stop!"

He took a deep breath, feeling very tired.

Ye Jia stretched out his hand, put the back of his hand against the opponent's forehead, and then quickly withdrew his hand before Ji Xuan came over again - his previous feeling was correct, the opponent's body temperature did rise, although for humans It's still terribly low, but for a ghost that shouldn't have a body temperature, this is already very abnormal.

Do ghosts still have a fever? !

Ye Jia blinked, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while.

He took out his cell phone, turned and walked aside.

Before taking a few steps, Ye Jia suddenly stopped, turned to look at Ji Xuan who was about to follow behind, and warned: "Stop..."

Ji Xuan looked at him, his scarlet eyes fixed on him.

Ye Jia: "Sit down..."

Ji Xuan let out a sigh of disappointment, then sat down again.

Ye Jia glanced at him uncomfortably, then turned around and walked to the restaurant beside him, and dialed Ami's phone.

After a few rings, the other party picked up.

"Do ghosts have a fever?" Ye Jia asked straight to the point.

Ami was taken aback by the question that the other party threw at her face: "Of course not..."

Ye Jia turned his head and looked towards the living room not far away.

The living room was brightly lit, illuminating the whole room as if it were daytime. The figure of the man sitting on the sofa was extraordinarily upright and clear. Although he didn't follow, his eyes kept following Ye Jia's steps, which made him feel a thorn in his back.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and was about to cut off the phone: "Okay, I see."

"Hey, but..." Ami seemed to have thought of something, and said suddenly, "It's not impossible for this to happen."

Ye Jia paused: "How to say?"

Ami said: "The ghost is also a kind of spirit body after all. The internal damage caused by the tearing of the spirit body may cause the ghost to be abnormal. The manifestation is that the temperature rises, just like melting metal. The torn body must be removed. The spirit body sticks back together... But this kind of situation is very rare, after all, if the internal damage, it must be the ghost himself, which ghost would do this kind of thing?"

It chattered endlessly: "But aren't you also a high-level ghost? Why do you have so little common sense..."

"I came from the countryside." Ye Jia replied perfunctorily.

Ami: "..."

During its silence, the other party had already hung up the phone, leaving only the beeping busy tone.

Ye Jia put away the phone, turned around and saw Ji Xuan appearing behind him.

He sounded a little aggrieved: "Who are you talking to?"

According to A Mi's theory, Ji Xuan did indeed have a fever.

Because he forcibly tore a part of himself out of that door and put it into the illusion he created, and now his spirit body is repairing itself.

Ye Jia was a little distracted, and he replied absent-mindedly: "No one..."

Ji Xuan took a step forward.

Ye Jia suddenly became alert and took a step back: "Don't..."

"You don't mean what you say." Ji Xuan lowered his eyes, fixedly stared at the young man in front of him, and said in a low voice, "And you smell like other ghosts."

His voice was calm, but with a hint of vinegar.

Ye Jia: "..."

Taking the opportunity, Ji Xuan stretched out his hand to hug him again, rubbed against the warm neck of the young man, brushed his fingertips over the unhealed bite mark on the other's collarbone, and then raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction: "However, it's gone now."

Ye Jia let out a breath slowly with no expression on his face.

Just very tired.

He gave up on continuing to entangle with the other party on this point. At this time, Ye Jia seemed to think of something, and said in a business-like tone: "By the way, just in time for you to wake up, I have to talk to the puppet master." .”

Ji Xuan: "Then will you fulfill your promise?"

Ye Jia frowned: "What promise?"

Ji Xuan: "Let me..."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Ye Jia regretted it, and he quickly interrupted him: "No..."

Ji Xuan pursed his lips: "You lied to me..."

Relying on the fact that the opponent is now weaker than himself, Ye Jia admitted very calmly: "Yes, I just lied to you."

Ji Xuan: "..."

He said in a negotiating tone, "One night?"

Ye Jia: "Impossible..."

Ji Xuan: "Five hours..."

Ye Jia's heart is like a stone: "You are dreaming..."

Ji Xuan: "Half an hour!"

Ye Jia thought for a while: "Yes..."

However, before the other party was happy, he took out his phone and glanced at the time on it: "It's been 25 minutes since I came back, and you have 5 minutes left."

Ji Xuan: "..."

He reluctantly let go of Ye Jia: "Okay..."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and lightly stroked the air with his slender and pale fingertips. The next second, the two of them were standing in that familiar warehouse.

Ji Xuan stood still: "I'll wait for you here."

Ye Jia glanced at him: "Okay..."

——He knew that Ji Xuan should know the answer he wanted, but as a direct descendant, he was suppressed by bloodlines much stronger than other ghosts. Therefore, if he wanted to confirm whether his current guess was accurate, he could only learn from other sources. place to start.

Ye Jia walked towards the depths of the warehouse.

Most of the mathematics reference books were torn into shreds of paper to vent their anger, and only a few were left, which were piled crookedly on the walls of the fortress built by the other party, like children's self-amusement.

Ye Jia stopped outside the math problem, lowered his head and looked into the wall.

The puppeteer is sitting in it, with his own puppet neatly placed beside him.

Seeing Ye Jia, the puppeteer vigilantly hid the puppet behind him: "What are you doing?"

Ye Jia was too lazy to detour with him, and asked directly: "Do you remember vision?"

The puppet master asked calmly, "What vision?"

Ye Jia didn't expose his stupidity either.

He smiled briefly, but there was no smile in his pale eyes: "In this case, I'll change the question."

Ye Jia bent down, staring fixedly at the ghost in front of him with a pair of eyes, and the invisible pressure spread: "Some S-level ghosts are transformed by players, right?"

The puppet master looked back at him, but did not answer, but narrowed his eyes, his expression a little uncertain.

Ye Jia straightened up.

He doesn't need a positive reply from the other party.

——The puppeteer's reaction has already told him the answer.

Ye Jia said unhurriedly: "I have already checked the city you gave me. Indeed, there are traces of ghosts' activities inside."

The puppeteer looked at him with a serious face.

"I know you have bad intentions, and you also know that I will definitely go." Ye Jia's lips hooked slightly, holding a icy smile: "However, I hope you can think about another possibility... If I win Woolen cloth?"

The puppet master's expression became even more gloomy, a pair of dark eyes fixedly fixed on the young man in front of him, as if he wanted to peel him alive with his eyes.

Ye Jia smiled and said, "What if my mother knew that you were the one who released the news that hurt her staff? She doesn't know whether you gave me the address or all the information about the other party."

At that moment, the puppet master's expression changed.

The pale little face was slightly distorted by fear and viciousness, he pursed his lips tightly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "You..."

Ye Jia smiled casually: "Of course, I'm not threatening you."

He shrugged: "It's just that there is no impenetrable wall in the world, right?"

"So, I suggest you spend this time thinking about this issue." Ye Jia turned around, his eyes drooped slightly, his sharp knife-like gaze swept across the opponent's body, and his lips twitched slightly: "And, What attitude should you use to cooperate with us?"

After speaking, Ye Jia didn't wait for the other party to say anything, but turned around and walked out.

But the puppeteer's gaze was still fixed on him, as if he wanted to burn two holes in the young man's straight back.

Ji Xuan was waiting for him at the far end of the darkness.

Ye Jia said: "Let's go..."

The warehouse behind it suddenly disappeared.

The two stood again in the brightly lit living room.

As if thinking of something, Ye Jia took out a light green stone from his pocket and handed it to Ji Xuan: "By the way, I'll return this to you."

Ji Xuan looked down and didn't take it: "Don't you like it?"

Ye Jia twitched the corner of his mouth: "No need..."

Ji Xuan's brows and eyes drooped in disappointment, he pursed his lips and said, "But I have already given it to you."

Ye Jia: "..."

He would rather Ji Xuan was the same bastard as before, at least it would be much easier to deal with than now.

At this moment, the cell phone in Ye Jia's pocket rang.

He took it out to take a look.

It was sent by blast.

He told Ye Jia that he had already sent the props that the two of them looted to the management office, and some relatively basic props, such as detectors, were given to Wu Su for him to distribute to the combat department and the logistics team. Employees who were too dangerous and uncontrollable were sealed up. Blast, Wei Chuchu, Chen Qingye and the others also selected some props that should be used when going to F City this time.

For the administration, which was at a disadvantage in this battle, these props were like rain in a long drought.

Blast asked: "So, when are we going to City F?"

Ye Jia looked up at Ji Xuan who was awake now, lowered his head and replied, "Immediately..."

He paused, then continued: "Tell Wu Su that everything is ready."

blast: "Are you my errand runner?!"

Ye Jia hooked his lips: "Thank you..."

The inputting sign on the blast dialog box showed that after a long time, the other party sent a message: "Just this time!"

With three bright exclamation marks, Ye Jia seemed to be able to see the other party's seemingly irritable, but actually frightened expression through the screen.

In the next second, the man's slender fingers covered Ye Jia's cell phone, blocking the words on it.

Ye Jia was taken aback for a moment, then looked up to the opposite side.

Ji Xuan lowered his eyes, with obvious grievances in his scarlet eyes: "Why are you ignoring me?"

"Who are you talking to?" he pressed.

Ye Jia: "Colleague..."

Suddenly, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and said, "By the way, I might go to City F in the next few days..."

"I'll go with you." Ji Xuan replied without thinking.

Ye Jia also replied without thinking: "No need..."

Ji Xuan: "Why?"

Ye Jia had no expression on his face: "You should heal your current injury before we talk about it. After it passes, you won't be of much use other than delaying your legs."

Ji Xuan was startled slightly.

He stared blankly at Ye Jia, his scarlet eyes were still slightly scattered, and they seemed to be sparkling under the light.

Ye Jia: "..."

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Are you talking too much?

He pursed his lips and was about to open his mouth to say something.

At this time, the other party's expression slowly lit up, the corners of his lips raised slightly, showing an extremely satisfied smile: "Brother, do you care about me?"

Ye Jia: "..."

I care about your size.

On the other side, blast put the phone in his pocket, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

He put his hands in the pockets covered with metal chains, and his face was full of embarrassment.

He came to Wu Su's office arrogantly, pulled out a chair and sat down, then put his legs high on the other's desk.

Wu Su looked at the other party's feet on his table.

Then, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "What can you do?"

"It's nothing, just to convey to Ace..." Blast said triumphantly, "Everything is ready."

Wu Su: "..."

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Chen Qingye and Wei Yuechu, who had already picked out the props, walked in.

Chen Qingye's eyes fell on the other party's feet that were raised high on the table, and he frowned.

He yanked blast's leg with the document in his hand and said, "Put it down..."

Blast said arrogantly: "Why should I listen to you?"

Ah Chang's dark head was exposed from Chen Qingye's sleeve, and there was a strange luster flowing from the compound eyes.

Blast was taken aback.

He retreated subconsciously, almost falling down with the chair.

Chen Qingye took out a wet towel, carefully wiped both sides of the place where the blast had stepped on just now, and threw the wet towel into the trash can, then turned to look at Wu Su who was sitting behind the desk, and asked: " So what do we do next?"

Wu Su stroked his beard, took out a stack of documents from the table, and put them on the table: "This investigation may take a long time, and you should need the help of the Supernatural Administration Bureau of City F, so I will go and talk to the above Applying for inter-provincial transfer is equivalent to going on a business trip as a non-staff employee of the Occult Administration Bureau, and you will be reimbursed for board and lodging..."

Wei Yue noticed something: "You? It means, you won't go?"

Wu Su sighed: "It's not that I don't want to go, it's just that the things in City M are really hard to get rid of, especially after you have left - although I have already withdrawn the brochure with ace's signature on it, but I'm not sure if there are any monsters or players will find them, I can't do without me here."

Chen Qingye nodded: "Understood..."

Wu Su continued: "However, you definitely need an old employee who can communicate and communicate with the authorities. I suggest you choose Zhao Dong from the logistics department. He..."

"How is Ye Jia?" Wei Yue asked, blinking.

The three people in the room were faintly startled.

— but the reason is not the same.

"Ye Jia?" Wu Su frowned: "He is indeed an old employee, but in terms of work attitude..."

He asked, "Why do you think of him?"

"He looks good..." Wei Yue shrugged: "It would be better for a handsome guy to do this kind of job."

"Indeed..." Chen Qingye pushed his glasses, and said slowly: "Studies have proved that people with a marked appearance can gain the trust of others more easily."

Wu Su was stunned: "That's right, but..."

"Whatever you want..." Blast shrugged and said with a stinky face, "Anyway, I have no objection."

Wu Su: "?"

what's the situation?

How could someone get all the favorability points of these three bosses with different personalities by relying on their looks?

He raised his hand and stroked his beard, a little hesitant whether he should also go for a beauty treatment or something.

Ye Jia felt that his psychological pressure was a bit high.

At this point in time, there were not many people traveling from city m to city f, and there were not many people in the train carriage except for the four of them.

Wei Chuchu was looking out of the window boredly, while Chen Qingye was sitting upright, watching his nose, nose and heart, looking the calmest.

And Blast is the most frizzy of the three, Ye Jia can always find that the other party is aiming at him from time to time, and then quickly turns his head away before being spotted.

Everyone is pretending not to know Ye Jia.

Ye Jia: "..."

The atmosphere is really weird.

Fortunately, the distance between the two cities is not too far, and the high-speed train will arrive soon.

After getting off the train, Ye Jia breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been released from prison.

Great, at least it's not a closed space anymore.

They first came to the sub-bureau in city f.

Although Ye Jia did fish a lot, he still had no problems in terms of business level, especially with a face full of affinity when he smiled, he was invincible in social aspects.

Soon, they successfully contacted the relevant departments of city f. Due to the huge amount of data involved, they only obtained part of the data today, and it will take some time to retrieve all the rest.

The member of the logistics department responsible for receiving them is called Liang Yi.

He said enthusiastically: "It's already very late today, why don't you go to the hotel to rest for the night? We will inform you when the data is retrieved tomorrow."

Ye Jia nodded: "Alright..."

The senior management of the M City Management Bureau also knew that these players were all characters with strong personalities, and they would definitely not want to live with other people, so although they were on a business trip at public expense this time, they directly booked four standard rooms.

The identity of ace is still kept secret for the time being, so he is not on the business trip list this time.

And as the only member of the logistics department, Ye Jia was lucky enough to have a separate room.

After the four of them greeted each other briefly, they went into their respective rooms separately.

Ye Jia sat on the bed and began to look through the stack of documents he was holding.

Since they needed all cases of accidental and natural deaths, there was simply too much to look at.

Ye Jia glanced at the documents in his hand, browsing in a hurry.

heart disease……

car accident...

Falling objects...

There doesn't seem to be anything special about it.

He frowned slightly, lost in thought.

A few streets away from the hotel.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was rushing towards home. His leather shoes were slightly worn, and the suit on his body seemed to be old, but his face was filled with a happy smile. Bouquet of flowers, and a gift, seems to want to surprise the family.

However, at this moment, a large truck came galloping from a distance, carrying a load of steel pipes, and all the steel pipes were firmly fixed on the car.

There is a stone in the middle of the ground.

The truck driver yawned.

The wheels rolled up and the whole car shook violently.

The shackles of one bundle of steel pipes were loosened, and in the next second, there was only a clatter, and those steel pipes slid down and landed on the street clangingly. fly to -

The man's smile remained on his face.

The sharp steel pipe was inserted straight into his eye socket, piercing his entire head.

"Ahhh!"

After a brief silence, screams echoed through the street.

"Hurry up, call the police!"

"Save people, save people quickly!"

No one saw that something fell out of the corpse's pocket, burned automatically on the ground, and then disappeared quickly.

In the hotel...

Ye Jia rubbed his sleepy eyes from long reading, and put the document on the bedside.

He showered briefly, then went back to bed and turned off the light.

When he was drowsy, Ye Jia suddenly felt that there seemed to be something else in the room besides him.

He lost sleepiness and opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw-

In the darkness, Ji Xuan stood beside the bed, gently pulling back a corner of the quilt, as if he was about to sneak in.

Ye Jia: "..."

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't I tell you not to follow?"

Ji Xuan blinked, and said quite innocently: "But, there are 5 minutes left."