Ye Jia suddenly pulled out his hand as if he was burned.

Ji Xuan raised his head and blinked innocently.

The place where the other person rubbed his lips just now started to burn again.

"You..." Ye Jiaqing coughed and asked, "Do you know how it came about?"

"Of course," Ji Xuan sat down on the edge of Yejia's bed: "I was with you at that time."

Ye Jia straightened his spine slightly and looked at the other party calmly: "Tell me and see..."

"Hug..." Ji Xuan thought for a while: "All night..."

Yejia: “…”

He took a deep breath and said reluctantly: "Okay..."

Ji Xuan: "You can't reduce the extra time yesterday."

Yejia: “…”

This guy is getting more and more refined.

He gritted his teeth: "Yes..."

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes, as if he had stole a fishy fox: "Good night kiss..."

“…” Ye Jia: “You should not be more greedy.”

Ji Xuan sighed: "Okay..."

He stretched out his hand: "A word is certain?"

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, looked at him steadily for a few seconds, then slowly reached out and grabbed the other party's pale palm: "A word is determined..."

Half an hour later.

Ye Jia called out the other three people as Ace.

As soon as they met, he threw a large stack of documents to each of them.

blast flipped through the file with his fingertips. When he saw the dense and full of words on it, he frowned in disgust: "What's this for?"

The remaining two were also confused.

Ye Jia said concisely: "I have a clue..."

All three of them were excited.

——Ji Xuan did not directly tell Ye Jia what had happened, nor did he directly tell him who the evil ghost he was facing was. He just provided a clue.

A very critical clue.

And that's enough.

"Call the families of every deceased and ask if they had received anything they had been craving for before they died," said Yejia.

Chen Qingye pushed his glasses: "For example?"

"Anything..." Yejia said: "Wealth, power, beauty, material and spiritual aspects are fine."

Wei Yuechu widened his eyes slightly: "You mean..."

Ye Jia took a deep breath: "Yes..."

blast looked confused: "What puzzle are you fighting?"

Wei Yuechu knocked on his head with the documents in his hand with a disappointment: "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 it, that makes sense."

blast:"?"

He jumped up and down in a hurry: "What is it?! Say it quickly!"

Wei Yuechu held his forehead and sighed helplessly: "Dreammaker, have you never heard of it?"

blast: "It seems like there is a little impression?"

Chen Qingye said slowly: "You entered the game late, so it's understandable that you don't understand it."

He said: "This is an S-level lord. Compared to killing, he actually prefers to make transactions with players - as long as you can pay enough, your wishes will be fulfilled."

blast blinked and asked, "Any wish can be done?"

Chen Qingye: "Any wish is OK."

blast: "What if I make a wish and make three more wishes?"

Chen Qingye: “…”

He looked expressionless, rolled up the paper tube like Wei Yuechu, and tugged hard on blast's head.

"Ouch!" blast covered the back of his head and shouted fiercely: "Why are you here too?"

"I deserve it..." Wei Yuechu looked gloating: "Do you think he is the God of Lantern? There are three more wishes... Have you not heard the price Chen Qingye just said?"

blast was confused: "Not the God of Lamp? What is that?"

Wei Yuechu pondered for a few seconds: "Like the devil in the Western legend, the player exchanges the satisfaction of desire by mortgaging his soul."

"But... I'm not sure about the specific situation..." She sighed: "No one who did his dealings can survive and tell us what happened."

Yejia lowered his eyes, as if he was looking at the documents in his hand.

However, his gaze involuntarily fell on the scar on his wrist - it was light in color and could not be distinguished from his skin without looking closely.

He subconsciously brushed his fingers by.

Yejia knew the existence of the dream maker, but he had no memory related to him.

It's like a blind spot in my mind. If you don't deliberately search for it, you will be forgotten in the darkness.

blast touched the back of his head: "Well, what happened later? Where did he go?"

At least in his impression, after he entered the game, he seemed to have heard of the reputation of the dreammaker.

Chen Qingye shook his head: "No one knows..."

"He suddenly... disappeared, and he disappeared for a long time." He turned his head to look at Ye Jia, with some doubts: "Why do you think this incident in F City is caused by the dream creator?"

"Just guess..." Ye Jia replied calmly: "Maybe I am wrong, let's prove it."

They first called the dead office worker.

His wife seemed to be immersed in grief. When she answered, she had sobbing and sobbing in her voice. However, when she heard Ye Jia’s question, the other end of the phone suddenly became quiet.

Yejia asked patiently: "Madam, are you still here?"

"Ah, there's... it's here." Her wife seemed a little absent-minded, but she replied.

She asked, "You, what are you asking about this?"

Yejia: "It's just doing some necessary investigations."

The opposite of the microphone fell into silence.

After a long time, my wife slowly spoke: "Actually... half a month ago, I was going to divorce him."

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes: "Can I ask the reason?"

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's like touching his right hand with his left hand, and life is just like that. I can't remember how I fell in love with him at the beginning. Every day is unchanging. It's no point in living like this. So... I just want to separate from him for a while."

"But... he didn't want to, and his reaction was very intense." His wife said very tactfully: "So I went back to my parents' home and hid for a while."

Yejia: "What then?"

My wife took a deep breath, and seemed to be unable to help but cry, and her voice choked again: "But, during that time, I slowly calmed down again. Somehow, I remembered the little bits and pieces of our love in love again, and then I felt that I fell in love with him again, so I returned to him. I still remember that he hugged me and told me that this was his greatest wish, but... but... it wasn't long before, he..."

The woman across the phone burst into tears.

The phone hangs up.

The three people across the street looked at each other and understood it.

——It seems that it is almost the same as everyone else.

For the next few hours, the four of them never stopped talking on their mobile phones. After hanging up, they called another one. It took them ten hours to finally ask all the families of the deceased in the stack of files one by one.

There are fifteen suspicious cases in total.

They went to the police station to get the GPS records of the people for a full month before their death, and then asked the staff of the Supernatural Administration to cross-compare them on their computers.

Soon, the result came out.

Chen Qingye put the note on the table and pushed it over.

Fifteen people were scattered in different urban areas of F City, with very scattered locations, 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.
To be continued...