Ye Jia suddenly pulled out his hand as if he was scalded.
Ji Xuan raised his head and blinked innocently.
The place that the other party had rubbed against his lips just now burned hot again.
"You..." Ye Jia coughed and asked, "Do you know how it came from?"
"Of course," Ji Xuan sat down on the edge of Ye Jia's bed: "I was with you at the time."
Ye Jia straightened his back slightly, and looked at each other fixedly: "Tell me about it..."
"Hold..." Ji Xuan thought for a while: "All night..."
Ye Jia: "..."
He took a deep breath and said reluctantly, "Okay..."
Ji Xuan: "You can't lose the extra time you got yesterday."
Ye Jia: "..."
This guy is getting better and better.
He gritted his teeth: "Okay..."
Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes, as if he had stolen the fishy fox: "I want a good night kiss..."
"..." Ye Jia: "You don't have to make an inch."
Ji Xuan sighed: "Okay..."
He stretched out his hand: "A word is settled?"
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, stared at him for a few seconds, and then slowly reached out to hold the other's pale palm: "A word is settled..."
After half an hour.
Ye Jia called out the other three as ace.
As soon as they met, he threw a large stack of documents to each of them.
blast flipped through the document with his fingertips, and frowned in disgust when he saw the dense and full of words on it: "What is this for?"
The other two were equally at a loss.
Ye Jia said succinctly: "I have a clue..."
All three were refreshed.
- Ji Xuan did not directly tell Ye Jia what had happened, nor did he directly tell him who the Specter was facing, he just provided a clue.
A very crucial clue.
And that was enough.
"Call the family of each deceased and ask them if they got what they've been craving before they died," Ye Jia said.
Chen Qingye pushed his glasses: "For example?"
"Anything..." Ye Jia said, "Wealth, power, beauty, material to spiritual, everything is fine."
Wei Yue's eyes widened slightly: "You mean...!"
Ye Jia took a deep breath: "Yes..."
Blast looked blank: "What kind of riddle are you playing?"
Wei Yuexue slapped him on the head with the document in his hand with hatred: "Are you really stupid?"
Blast covered the back of his head and protested loudly: "You hit me again!"
Chen Qingye showed a thoughtful expression: "So that's the case, then it makes sense."
blast: "?"
He jumped up and down anxiously: "What is what?! Hurry up and say it!"
Wei Yue held his forehead and sighed helplessly: "Dream maker, haven't you heard of it?"
blast: "It seems to have an impression?"
Chen Qingye said unhurriedly: "You entered the game late, so it's understandable that you don't understand it."
He said: "This is an S-rank lord. Rather than killing, he actually prefers to make deals with players - as long as you can pay enough price, your wishes can be fulfilled."
Blast blinked and asked, "Any wish?"
Chen Qingye: "Any wish is fine."
blast: "Then what if I make three wishes?"
Chen Qingye: "…"
With a blank face, he rolled up the paper tube like Wei Yue did, and slapped blast hard on the head.
"Ouch!" blast covered the back of his head and shouted fiercely, "Why are you here?!"
"Deserving it..." Wei Yue's face was gloating: "Do you think he is a lamp god? Three more wishes... Didn't you hear the price Chen Qingye said just now?"
Blast was at a loss: "It's not the lamp god? What is that?"
Wei Yue pondered for a few seconds: "It's like the devil in Western legends. Players mortgage their souls in exchange for the satisfaction of their desires."
"But... In fact, I don't know the specific situation..." She sighed: "None of the people who made his deal can survive to tell us what happened."
Ye Jia lowered his eyes and seemed to be looking at the document in his hand.
However, his eyes involuntarily fell on the scar on his wrist - it was very light in color, and it was basically impossible to distinguish it from the skin if you didn't look carefully.
He subconsciously flicked his fingers.
Ye Jia knew the existence of the dream maker, but he had no memory of him.
It's like a blind spot in the mind, if you don't look for it deliberately, you will be forgotten in the dark.
Blast touched the back of his head: "Then, what happened later? Where did he go?"
At least in his impression, after he entered the game, he didn't seem to have heard of the dreamer's reputation.
Chen Qingye shook his head: "No one knows..."
"He just... disappeared suddenly, and disappeared for a long time." He turned his head to look at Ye Jia, a little puzzled: "Why do you think this incident in F City was caused by a dream maker?"
"It's just a guess..." Ye Jia replied calmly: "Maybe I'm wrong, let's prove it."
They called the dead office worker first.
His wife seemed to be still immersed in grief, and her voice was choked and sobbed when she answered, but when she heard Ye Jia's question, the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.
Ye Jia patiently asked: "Ma'am, are you still there?"
"Ah, it's there," her wife replied, sounding a little lost.
She asked, "You, why are you asking this?"
Ye Jia: "Just do some necessary investigations."
The other side of the microphone fell silent.
After a long time, the wife said slowly: "Actually... I was going to divorce him half a month ago."
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes: "Can I ask why?"
The wife said: "Of course..."
She sobbed and continued: "Actually, there is no third party, but, there is really no emotion, do you know that feeling? Holding his hand, it is like his left hand touching his right, Days go by like that, and I can't remember how I fell in love with him at first, every day is the same, it's meaningless to live like this, so... I just want to be separated from him for a while."
"But... He didn't want to, and the reaction was very, intense." The wife said it euphemistically: "So I went back to my parents' house to live and hide for a while."
Ye Jia: "And then what?"
The wife took a deep breath, and seemed to be unable to hold back her tears, her voice choked up again: "However, during that time, I slowly calmed down, and somehow, I remembered every bit of when we were in love. , and then I think, I fell in love with him again, so I went back to him, I still remember, when he hugged me and told me that this was his greatest wish, but... But... It's not over yet How long did he…”
The woman on the other side of the phone burst into tears.
The phone hangs up.
The three of them looked at each other and understood.
- It seems that eighty-nine are inseparable.
For the next few hours, the four of them didn't stop talking on their mobile phones. After hanging up, they called another one. It took more than ten hours to finally ask the relatives of all the deceased people in the stack of documents one by one. again.
There are fifteen suspicious cases in total.
They went to the police station and pulled up the gps records of these people for a full month before they died, and then had OCS staff cross-check them on their computers—
Soon, the results came out.
Chen Qingye put the note on the table and pushed it over.
Fifteen people were scattered in different districts of city f, and the locations were very scattered, but, half a month before their death, everyone went to the same place.
Ye Jia picked up the note and his eyes fell on the paper.
This place is near the fringes of the city, off the beaten track - it should be here.
After half an hour.
The taxi drove away slowly behind a few people, leaving only the four of them standing in a wasteland.
In front of them stood a very modern high-rise building.
The four of them raised their heads together and looked up slowly.
This building is towering into the sky, at least on the 30th floor, and the glass walls outside reflect the sun, making it look resplendent and full of style.
blast scratched his head: "This... is this right here?"
It felt like something wasn't quite right.
Ye Jia put the note back in his pocket and walked towards the building: "Go ahead and have a look..."
The glass door opened automatically in front of them, and two tall, handsome 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 a line of English letters glittering on the marble wall in the distance:
dream maker.
[dream Maker]
The four fell into silence: "..."
Blast slowly turned his head to look at Ye Jia, lowered his voice, and stammered: "Then... what's going on?"
Ye Jia: "..."
Would I still be standing here like you if I knew what was going on
When the four of them were stunned, one of the welcoming ladies walked up to them and asked with a smile, "What kind of business do you need to handle, sir?"
Ye Jia quickly adjusted and asked calmly, "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 project that we need to invest in?"
"Yes..." Ye Jia did not change his face: "Where can I meet your person in charge?"
The welcoming lady smiled and said, "Please come with me..."
After speaking, she turned around and walked forward gracefully.
Wei Yuelu lowered his voice: "Hey, what are you doing?"
Ye Jia also whispered back: "Take a step and see a step."
Chen Qingye opened his palm, and several small green worms the size of grains of rice landed on his fingertips, and then climbed into his sleeve along his palm.
He took a few steps forward, side by side with Ye Jia, and whispered, "The employees in the hall are all human beings."
Ye Jia frowned slightly and nodded: "Thank you..."
Now the direction of this matter... It is really more and more unpredictable.
Soon, they were welcomed into a splendid and beautifully decorated waiting room, with golden European-style chandeliers overhead, a heavy red carpet on the ground, and soft armchairs placed in the room. There are colorful snacks on the table.
Blast stretched out his hand towards one of the dishes itchingly.
Wei Yue slapped him in the hand and glared at him silently.
Blas covered the back of his patted hand, and said in a low voice, "I'm not ready to eat, just take a look?"
At this moment, the welcoming lady in front turned around and asked with a smile, "Are you planning a business plan or a personal plan?"
Ye Jia turned his head and glanced at the other three behind him: "Enterprise..."
The other party said with a good attitude: "Please show the industrial and commercial registration certificate, tax registration, and a copy of the basic information of the relevant enterprise."
Ye Jia: "..."
He didn't change his face: "Personal planning..."
Miss Yingbin's professionalism is very outstanding, and the smile on her face has not changed at all: "Then, may I ask who your other companions are...?"
The other three looked at each other.
Wei Yue said: "I am also a personal project."
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 are well aware that eggs cannot be placed in the same cage.
Wei Yue and ace went to the interior of this dream maker company, so two people should be kept outside to prevent any unexpected situation from happening, and by the way, they could explore this strange place from the outside.
Another welcoming lady came over, and she smiled at Wei Yuelu: "This way, please..."
It seems that they are not ready to stay together.
Wei Yue nodded at Ye Jia, and the two walked towards the two elevators separately.
Ye Jia walked into the elevator.
The welcome lady pressed one of the buttons.
The moment he walked in, he seemed to have suddenly noticed something, and suddenly looked up at the top of the elevator - where the camera should have been, some kind of eerie red light flashed, as if there was an eye flashing behind the glass And passed.
But when Ye Jia looked intently, the camera had returned to its normal state.
The welcoming lady pressed the earphone the size of a fingernail in her ear, then turned her head and said to Ye Jia with a sweet smile, "Hello, I didn't know you were a regular customer of our dm company."
Ye Jia was slightly startled, but still said calmly, "So what?"
The other party smiled and said, "The service is different."
After speaking, she stretched out her hand, took out a magnetic card from her pocket, tapped the card swipe area on the elevator slightly, and pressed the button on the top floor.
The button lights up.
The elevator went up slowly.
The narrow space is very quiet, and there is very little noise because of the advanced level. Only the sound of each other's breathing can be heard. Ye Jia's eyes fell on the slowly rising number, watching it slowly change.
Soon, the elevator stopped at one of the floors.
This is the layer that Miss Yingbin first pressed.
Ye Jia raised his eyes and looked into the distance. At the end of the long corridor was a huge and heavy mahogany gate. Outside the mahogany gate was sitting a man who looked uneasy, as if waiting for something.
Just then, the mahogany door opened.
Before Ye Jia could see clearly, the elevator in front of him slowly closed, and the welcoming lady smiled and said, "You are a VIP, not on this floor."
The elevator numbers continue to rise.
The speed of the passage of time was exceptionally slow. After a long time, only a ding sound was heard, and the elevator doors opened to both sides.
The welcoming lady smiled and stretched out her hand: "Please..."
Ye Jia stepped out of the elevator, and the metal door slowly closed behind him.
He looked around.
The top floor looks completely different from the previous floor - huge and clear floor-to-ceiling windows, luxurious and expensive decorations, heavy carpets that can absorb all the footsteps, and a long corridor in the distance, the end of the corridor is a A huge and heavy wooden door, but the specifications are obviously several grades more rich than the one downstairs.
Ye Jia's fingertips hanging on his side gently rubbed, a faint glimmer of light shone.
Although it is said that he should try to reduce the fighting with Specter as much as possible now, but if he encounters a situation of life and death, he will also not be shy about using weapons.
— After all, last time vision was different.
She was sent by her mother to die.
Vision is different from other ghosts. She was originally a human, but she has a part of her mother in her body, so she became a ghost.
So the mother hopes that Ye Jia can kill her, absorb the nutrients in her body, and become her own people.
The situation of the dream maker is different, he is just a ghost.
Ye Jia walked along the corridor slowly.
He stood still in front of the heavy door and slowly stretched out his hand, but before his fingertips touched the door panel, the door in front of him opened silently, opening inward.
Inside the door is a huge ring-shaped room, surrounded by clean floor-to-ceiling windows, like a glass ball hanging above the sky, looking extremely luxurious.
A man turned his back to Ye Jia and stood in front of the huge circular floor-to-ceiling window.
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, and the knife light appeared between his fingers.
"Rare customer, really rare customer..." The man said as he turned around.
He's of medium build, wearing a well-cut suit, with a pale, gentle face and a decent smile: "ace! I thought I'd never see you again."
Ye Jia did not answer.
He fixedly looked at the man in front of him and thought carefully.
The dreamer pulled out the chair and sat down, with a very kind smile on his face: "Sit down..."
The chair opposite him was pulled apart by some invisible force.
The dreamer stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Ye Jia gave a short laugh, and he stepped forward unhurriedly, calmly as if he was meeting a long-lost friend, and sat down on the chair without changing his face: "Thank you... "
His attitude is so calm, but it makes the dreamer raise his eyebrows in surprise: "I didn't expect that, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still the same as before, and you haven't changed at all."
"Oh?" Ye Jia said calmly, "Then... do you think you have changed a lot?"
The dreamer burst into laughter, as if he had heard a very funny joke, and laughed until tears came out.
Ye Jia quietly waited for him to finish laughing.
After a long time, the dream maker finally stopped, with an undisturbed smile on his face, and said, "Of course it's big..."
After speaking, he grabbed his hair and pulled it to one side.
A scarlet slit opened in his neck, which expanded rapidly with his movements, revealing a flat and smooth cross-section, as if it had been cut with some kind of extremely sharp tool.
He lowered his head so that Ye Jia could see the bright red muscles and white bones on the cross-section of his neck.
Immediately afterwards, the dream maker let go of his hand and put back his head with only a piece of skin sticking to it, and moved his shoulders and neck a little uncomfortably to reset everything.
He smiled and said: "Although it has almost recovered, it is still impossible to grow back... After all, not every ghost is a direct descendant of the mother's favor, and can be repaired completely after being pierced through the chest."
The dreamer means something.
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, slightly startled.
What does the dreamer mean...he cut off his head
The healed scar on his wrist was slightly hot.
The dream maker waved his hand carelessly: "By the way, you probably don't remember anything... Look at my memory, I almost forgot this."
"Then..." Ye Jia raised his eyebrows: "Perhaps you can review it for me?"
The dream maker narrowed his eyes: "Why, do you want to get back your lost memory?"
A shrewd smile appeared on his face: "What do you want in exchange?"
Ye Jia chuckled and shrugged casually: "Just for the memories of the first acquaintances with you? Thank you, no need, why should I remember those unimportant things?"
The dream maker's face darkened for a moment.
But he quickly recovered: "Since you are not going to do business with me, what are you here for?"
Ye Jia crossed his legs and smiled kindly: "Of course he came to smash the scene."
"It's going to be difficult..." The dream-maker frowned in embarrassment: "It seems that I can only call the police."
Ye Jia: "..."
I saw the dreamer lift his finger lightly, and the cabinet door on one side was open, revealing the framed photo frame inside: "I am a legal industry, business license, site ownership, lease agreement... I am a taxpayer with a clean background and abide by the law. good citizens."
Ye Jia: "..."
He sneered: "Will a law-abiding good citizen sign an agreement to take away the soul of ordinary people?"
The dreamer shrugged and said, "My transactions have always been about your wishes and my wishes. In fact, I have never gone to anyone, everyone came to them on their own initiative, even many."
He said lightly: "And I just did what a businessman should do - I took the opportunity."
The man turned around, walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, and looked down, his voice carried a certain suppressed excitement and trembling: "In the game, I never thought that there would be such a thing in the world. In a beautiful place, the souls blackened by desire are eagerly looking for a way to sell themselves, no matter what the price is, they will rush to offer their souls instead."
His voice hissed with greed: "There are just too many competitors in the game, each of them is hungry, fighting, fighting, fighting to get a bite, and here is different... Market It's so vast, I can take it all if I want to—"
"Do you know what this is called?"
The dream maker turned to look at Ye Jia, the smile on his face was slightly distorted because of excitement, and it looked particularly terrifying: "This is called monopoly capital."
Ye Jia: "..."
Grass…
The dreamer walked towards Ye Jia, the smile on his face converged, and he became gentle again: "Look, I am different from those savage ghosts who have no brains and only everyone, I love peace, only peace can make me market is more prosperous.”
He stretched out his hand, and his pale index finger gently stroked Ye Jia's wrist.
Ye Jia's gaze fell.
On his wrist, the scars that were crossed horizontally and vertically protruded out of nowhere, with a faint red glow, which stood out on his fair skin.
The dreamer's eyes stared at the scar on Ye Jia's wrist, and a greedy expression appeared: "And... the soul that once slipped away from my hands may reappear in front of me one day, if you want, I can pay big..."
As he spoke, he stuck out his scarlet, nearly half-foot-long tongue, and slowly licked his index finger that had touched the other's skin.
But at this moment, the dreamer seemed to be scalded, his eyes widened suddenly, his long tongue fluttered in the air, and the mucus dripped down.
"This, this is..." He glared at Ye Jia fiercely: "You... what did you bring in!"
At this time, the man's low and hoarse voice sounded behind Ye Jia: "I..."