After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

"..." Ye Jia squinted his eyes, his pale pupils shone with an unpredictable expression under the long eyelashes.

After a long time, he rolled up the document, raised his hand and slapped Ji Xuan's head hard.

"Ugh?"

Ji Xuan froze for a moment, raised his hand to cover the back of his head, blinked, and looked at the other party blankly.

"Thank you for your proposal." Ye Jia stood up slowly and took out a few documents from the documents in front of him.

He smiled slightly and said, "However, there is no need."

Ye Jia picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of the contact person of the Supernatural Administration. After a few simple greetings, he asked, "How did you check the dreammaker company?"

Liang Yi on the opposite side sounded a bit embarrassed: "We have already contacted the industrial and commercial side, and also communicated with the police station. All the procedures of that company are legal and compliant, and there are no loopholes in taxation and finance, let alone Any criminal records... We have people watching nearby, but the possibility of obtaining information from the outside is really unlikely..."

Ye Jia nodded thoughtfully.

He was not prepared to start in this area from the very beginning, since the dreamer dared to step from the dark to the bright side, it showed that he had absolute confidence in this.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and pondered for two seconds, then said slowly: "I need specific information on a few cases now."

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

Liang Yi said briskly, "Okay..."

Soon, Ye Jia's cell phone dinged, and he turned it over with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Finally, check the license plate for me."

"No problem, tell me." 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 45 years old and married. His daughter is 13 years old and is currently hospitalized in the city hospital.

Ye Jia: "Can you call out his daughter's case?"

Liang Yi's keyboard sounded, and a few minutes later, he replied: "This... seems to be an organ failure of unknown cause, but the hospital still can't seem to find any reasonable explanation."

"Send me the specific case."

"okay……"

After Ye Jia hastily expressed his thanks, he hung up the phone.

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

It seemed that his guess this time was indeed correct.

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

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

—Okay, now it's time to deal with things here.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, stared at the little boy in front of him, and then asked straightforwardly: "So, what is your current state?"

Ji Xuan raised his pretty face with an innocent and blank expression: "What?"

Ye Jia chuckled lightly, 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 probably real.

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

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

——He is not only quietly providing clues to Ye Jia, but he can even predict in advance that the Dream Maker's company cannot be accessed from the outside, so he left a mark on Ye Jia's wrist, so that he can sneak in silently into it.

And it was this that gave Ye Jia a hint.

Although Li Gui will fall into a weak state due to soul splitting, but, as the mother's direct descendant and the king of all Li Gui, Ye Jia doesn't really believe that the other party didn't think of this before splitting his 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 relieved quickly-after all, it is impossible for the ghost king to keep himself in a weak position for a long time.

So, now there is only one explanation left.

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

The atmosphere in the air became gradually dignified.

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

After a long time, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said casually: "Ah... As expected, I still can't hide it from my brother."

Ji Xuan frowned in great distress. This somewhat cute expression appeared on his face, which seemed creepy: "I thought this look could last 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 meet him.

The man's shoulders are broad, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. A pair of dark blood-colored eyes are drooping down, high and cold brows are pressed down, there is a slight unnoticeable arc on the lips, and the cold gaze brings It has a strong sense of aggression, like some kind of cold-blooded animal entangled with its prey.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the other party without flinching: "So, tell me, how long have you recovered?"

Ji Xuan smiled softly.

"Not long..." He cunningly avoided the other party's question: "But..."

Ji Xuan's voice changed: "At least it is more than enough to help."

"Help?" Ye Jia raised his eyebrows, and a sardonic smile appeared on his lips: "Why, can you directly tell the dream maker the loopholes in the contract? In the case of thousands of people, kill him?"

"..." Ji Xuan: "I can't..."

Ye Jia looked at him with a smile: "I guess it's also..."

As he spoke, he pressed the document rolled into a roll in his palm against the shoulder of the man in front of him, and pushed him away: "So, don't get in the way."

The smile on Ji Xuan's lips deepened, he obediently moved out of the way, watched Ye Jia skillfully prepare to go out, and asked unhurriedly: "So, what are you going to do now?"

"Wang Chengze, he signed an agreement with the Dream Maker." Ye Jia replied while putting on his coat, "All the cases I have at hand now are all dead contract signers, and he is the only one who is still alive."

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

With that said, he pulled the hood up.

The shadow then spread, blocking the youth's light-colored pupils that were as clear as glass.

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

Ji Xuan stared at the other party and walked out the door.

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

Now it was Ji Xuan's turn to be slightly taken aback.

"Isn't your injury almost healed?" Ye Jia's voice didn't have any extra emotional fluctuations, as if he was talking about the weather today.

——Anyway, they are all here, so just make the best use of everything.

He said, "Still not following?"

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Ji Xuan came back to his senses, a slight smile slowly penetrated into the depths of his eyes, and the scarlet ripples slowly spread: "I obey..."

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

Intensive care room.

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

Countless machines on the side were beeping, and line charts of various colors were jumping on the screen, as if they were recording the demise of a young life in another way.

Wang Cheng anxiously walked around outside the custody room.

The bruises under his eyes seemed to be getting heavier, his whole body showed an over-thinking look, his back was slightly bent, and he looked a little old for his age.

Wang Cheng has never believed in the existence of ghosts and gods in the world. Even though the great turmoil in M ​​City let him know that there are really these unnatural ghosts in this world, he still sneered at them.

He didn't expect that one day...he would so much hope that these supernatural powers could really work.

Not even at the cost of his life and soul.

Wang Cheng turned his head to look at the little girl inside the glass, and took a deep breath slowly, as if he had already made up his mind.

"Mr. Wang..." At this moment, a strange but familiar voice sounded behind him.

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

I saw the young man who approached him yesterday under the DM company was standing a few steps away from him. The cold light from the hospital corridor cast a shadow on his hood, hiding his facial features In the shadows—just like yesterday, there is an inscrutable sense of mystery and distance, which makes people instinctively afraid.

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

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

Under the hood is a handsome face, with light hair and pupils, showing a light brown color under the bright light. There is a faint smile on his lips, which makes people feel Comfortable Affinity: "I just wanted to talk to you."

Wang Cheng was slightly taken aback.

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

Ye Jia said, "Why don't we go out and chat?"

He glanced slightly towards the isolation room: "After all, I don't want to disturb your daughter."

Wang Cheng hesitated for a moment. He turned his head to look at his unconscious daughter in the intensive care unit, and said, "Okay..."

The rooftop of the hospital.

The sky showed a deep blue that was almost black, and a few pale clouds were floating slowly, looking far away and unpredictable.

Wang Cheng withdrew his gaze, looked at the young man not far away, and said slowly: "Let's talk..."

The young man's light-colored hair was blown tousled by the wind, and his glazed eyes were rippling. He walked forward slowly, rolled up his sleeves, and exposed his wrist: "Does this look familiar?"

Wang Cheng was startled suddenly, his pupils constricted suddenly.

The young man's wrists were slender and thin, his skin showed a kind of paleness that had not been seen for a long time, and blue veins snaked under the skin.

A small, inconspicuous scar was burned on the junction of his wrist and Zhang Gen, one horizontal and one vertical, crossing obliquely.

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

The shape of the wound is exactly the same, but the other party's scar seems to have healed for a long time, and it is even difficult to see clearly if you are not careful, but his wound seems to have just been cut open, with bloody scarlet, shallowly raised, But there was no trace of blood oozing out, which looked a little shocking.

He raised his head, his eyes widened slightly: "You..."

"That's right..." Ye Jia rolled down his sleeves and said calmly, "I have dealt with him before."

Wang Cheng looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn't know whether he should trust 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 stated calmly: "You have been deceived..."

In fact, Ye Jia has been thinking about a problem ever since he knew that they were dealing with dreamers——

How does the dream maker fulfill people's wishes?

It wasn't until Wei Yue chatted with blast that an inadvertent sentence woke him up—do you think he is the lamp god?

This kind of existence that can satisfy all the wishes of a person 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 a ghost is, its power has its limits. He is just a ghost, not an omniscient god—no matter how powerful he is, he can't satisfy any player's wish. What if the player's wish is to leave the game?Can Dream Maker really send players away from the game?

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

"Of course..." However, the wife on the opposite side hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "But, it's strange, after his death, the heartbeat and love that only existed during the first love period disappeared... It's like, we It’s back to before everything changed.”

This answer was expected by Ye Jia.

——It is impossible for a dreamer to fulfill the dream of every wisher. He is not that powerful. What he can create is nothing but castles in the air.

The dreamer, the dreamer, can only create a dream.

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

Therefore, Ye Jia selected several cases similar to Wang Cheng's from the documents in hand.

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 the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. Sweat beaded faintly on his forehead, his face was pale, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Zhao xx, male, died in a car accident. On the third day after his death, his mother, who had received a heart transplant and started to recover, suddenly suffered from heart failure and died after rescue failed.

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

Beyond that, there's much, much more.

In the end, Wang Chengze's hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the phone anymore. 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 making a deal 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 invalid." Ye Jia sighed softly, and said slowly: "As long as he It is enough to fulfill the promise within half a month after signing the contract - don't trust any ghosts, they have always been a collection of extreme evil thoughts and desires, and making deals with them will not do any good."

There are six gods and no masters in Wangcheng.

He reached out and grabbed the railing beside him to ensure that he would not collapse because of it: "Then...then what should I do now? This contract...Can it be cancelled?"

Ye Jia shook his head: "Unfortunately, no."

Although the dreams realized by the dreamers are false, the contract they signed is real.

"After I die, my daughter will die with me, right?" Wang Chengze had a look of despair on his face.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes thoughtfully: "Not necessarily..."

Wang Cheng was taken aback, his eyes seemed to have a gleam of hope: "You... what do you mean?"

Ye Jia said: "I investigated the cause of your daughter's illness, and I think there might be a turnaround."

He thought for a while, and then took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "I'll do the math, it's time now."

The thin piece of paper held by the young man's fingertips began to ignite spontaneously in the air, and then, a girl's voice full of vitality appeared in the air, which shocked the tense Wang Cheng: "We I found it! As you said, it is indeed a sucker, extinct, I never thought that such a disgusting thing is still 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 had seen one before, so he thought of this possibility the moment he saw the little girl's case.

The smoker's screams hissed in the background, and Blast's slightly irritable voice came through: "Be honest..."

The next second, the sound of kicks and slime splashing, amplified by burning paper props, sounds terrifying.

"So, what shall we do now?" Chen Qingye's peaceful voice came.

Ye Jia said lightly: "Burn it..."

Blast's faintly excited voice came from over there: "Okay!"

There was the sound of the fire suddenly burning, the crackling sound mixed with the piercing screams of the smoker, it sounded a bit nauseating.

Ye Jia smiled apologetically at Wang Chengze who was stunned, and clenched his palms slightly.

The burning paper turned into scattered ashes at his fingertips, which were blown away by the wind.

Ye Jia patted the scraps of paper in his palm, and said to Wangcheng friendly: "I'm afraid it will take a while to burn it to death, why don't we go down first?"

Wang Cheng nodded with a dazed expression, showing an expression that his worldview had been refreshed.

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

Ye Jia calculated in his heart.

About 10 minutes later, he looked down at the time displayed on his phone screen and said, "It should be fine now."

Suddenly there was an unusual fluctuating sound from the equipment in the intensive care unit, and the doctors and nurses from the hospital hurried over, while Wang Cheng stood up with a bang, his eyes fixed on the different direction in the intensive care unit, his chest heaved rapidly, as if You can faint in the next second.

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

It's been a long time.

The doctor came out slowly, and said to Wang Cheng, "Your daughter's condition is starting to stabilize..."

At that moment, the figure of the middle-aged man swayed suddenly, and he tightly held the doctor's hands.The whole person seemed to lose all strength, and slowly fell to the ground limply, a choked sob broke out in his throat.

Ye Jia stood behind him, looking up slightly.

The man's hands covered with veins were tightly clutching the doctor's clothes. The bright red wound on the wrist still existed, but it was fading and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and dissipated into the depths of the skin.

After a long time, Wang Cheng recovered from the sadness and ecstasy that suddenly overwhelmed him, and when he raised his head to look for his savior, he found that there was no one behind him—the other party had left at some point. up.

Hospital downstairs.

Ji Xuan was leaning against the wall, his long legs were bent, his eyelids drooped slightly, covering his eyes as dark as night.

From time to time, a girl passed by on the road, her eyes drifted towards him uncontrollably, and then shyly and panickedly retracted.

The man lowered his eyes indifferently, with a strong aura around him, keeping strangers away.

Even if someone wants to strike up a conversation, they have the heart but no guts.

Suddenly, the man with a stern face seemed to have suddenly sensed something. He raised his eyes and looked in a direction not far away. Those dark abyss-like pupils seemed to be suddenly lit up, and he seemed to see his whole body with concentration. The world, the sharp thin lips curved slightly, and a smile flitted across his lips.

I saw a slender young man with a handsome face appearing at the stairs, walking towards the man quickly.

——It turned out to be an internal digestion between the handsome guys.

The girls who were secretly watching just now lost interest.

Forget it, let it go.

Ji Xuan straightened up and looked at Ye Jia: "Solved?"

Ye Jia hummed casually, and said: "It seems that although the dream maker is the absolute beneficiary of the contract, he is also bound by the contract itself."

Timing is of the essence.

As long as the dream maker is unable to perform the contract within half a month, the contract regulations will be invalidated. However, the dream maker's ability is strong enough to create what the person who signed the contract wished—of course, whether to do so later Taking it back is another matter.

Therefore, if the contract is to be voided, it must be impossible for the dreamer to fulfill his wish—but the other party will definitely not be willing to sign such a treaty.

Or just like they did just now, step in and kick the existence of the dream maker out of the contract.

However, this is obviously unrealistic. After all, this is a special case. If Wang Chengze's daughter has leukemia or some kind of incurable disease, even Ye Jia can only watch Wang Chengze's soul being transformed into a dreamer. Take it away.

So... how should he take advantage of this loophole?

"It seems that you have found a loophole?" Ji Xuan asked with a smile in his eyes.

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

——As if the person who wanted to exchange goodnight kisses with clues at first was not me.

Ye Jia: "..."

He glanced at the other party expressionlessly, not bothering to argue with him.

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

Ji Xuan readily agreed: "Of course..."

He raised his finger, and gently tapped his lower lip with his slender fingertips. There was a faint smile in the depths of his dark eyes: "So, do you want to make a deal?"