Chapter 30 “catch more ghosts and less gossip.”

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date="2021-08-29"

title="Chapter 30 catch more ghosts and less gossip."

weight="133971"

series = ["After an Infinite Flow Player Retires"]

mode = "manual"

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There is still an hour before the appointed time.

Wu Su was already fidgeting.

His back was straight, his collar was tied neatly, his uniform was caressed very flat, and there was no trace of dust and wrinkles.

Wu Su looked down at his watch again and again. His eyes followed the movement of the second hand and counted the shortened time minute by minute.

Even people you don't know can see how nervous and anxious he is.

Dong Gua looked at it with glee and said sarcastic words: "what are you nervous about? I don't know. I thought you were going to see your in laws. "

Wu Su glared at him fiercely: "it's none of your business."

Dong Gua shut up.

The silence spread and could only be heard in a quiet room.

Within a few seconds, Wu Su couldn't bear it. He hesitated for a few seconds and turned to ask, "well, you and ACE have met, haven't you?"

Dong Gua: "just a few times."

"Are you familiar?"

Dong Gua nodded modestly and said, "it's OK."

"Come on," said Ke Zheng, a member of the team, who couldn't help but interrupt, "do you think we can't guess why you turned yourself in?"

If a player who has no moral bottom line can willingly throw himself into the net, the person who intimidates him must have the strength he can't resist.

Wu Su seemed absent-minded and didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two people.

After lowering his head and looking at his watch for the 105th time, he turned to look at Dong Gua. After holding it for a long time, he asked:

"Ace, what is he like?"

“……”

Ke Zheng on one side could not bear to look straight away.

His team leader is good at everything, but he is not very rational in chasing stars.

This question also baffled Dong Gua.

Although he wants to rely on his accurate vision and has met ace more than once, it is still very difficult for him to sum up what kind of person the top of the mysterious scoreboard is - this person is too difficult to see through. Even Dong Gua dare not claim that he can guess the intention of the other party.

He frowned, thought hard for a long time, and then slowly said, "well... Very strong." And sometimes it's scary.

Wu Su and Ke Zheng: "

Isn't that nonsense?

"Oh, forget it. What's the use of asking this now?" Dong Gua finally gave up. He shrugged and sighed, "you'll know when you meet."

Wu Su saw that he couldn't get any information from Dong Gua this time, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face under his beard.

Ke Zheng was silent for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help asking:

"Brother Wu, are you so nervous?"

Wu Su said hard, "I'm not nervous..."

Dong Gua sneered.

Wu Su glared at him, then turned around and looked at Ke Zheng again. He sighed with worry: "I just feel... This time is too slow."

Strange to say, generally speaking, interviews with mysterious people are often scheduled in the middle of the night.

After all, the dead of night is suitable for conspiracy.

But this one found another way and set the meeting time at 6:15 p.m.

... and zero and whole.

What made Wu Su even more puzzled was that the meeting place they made was not only a wilderness or a secret place, but a small milk tea shop at the other end of the city.

Dong Gua even sent Wu Su the location of the milk tea shop.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wu Su's expression split when he saw the series of non mysterious specific addresses.

Is this... Is this a big guy's strange hobby?

In fact, ACE decided to meet at the milk tea shop because

He likes to drink milk green from that house.

This milk tea shop is mediocre. There are not many ordinary people and the taste of the drinks is general, but it is unique in milk green.

It is sweet but not greasy. It tastes fresh. It is rich in both tea and milk. When the two are perfectly reconciled, the taste is addictive.

However, because the shop was too far away from his house, Yejia seldom found a chance to drink.

And the reason why it's scheduled for 6:15 p.m

It is because Yezei gets off work at 6 p.m. every day, and the extra 15 minutes are to prevent accidents - such as being suddenly stopped by Liu Zhaocheng to check the work - which leads to insufficient time.

In short, the plan is very compact and perfect.

Unfortunately, it's not time to get off work yet.

Yejia sat honestly in the compartment of his Logistics Department, with a large stack of unprocessed documents spread in front of him, without a word on them.

So he began to seriously daze again and fish diligently.

Suddenly, Yejia suddenly found it, as if... His ear was a little too quiet?

Yejia remembered what he had forgotten.

He raised his hand and touched his shoulder.

Then he pulled down a soft little black hand.

It seemed that he had fainted, and the color of his whole body was light for several points. Although he had lost consciousness, he was still holding Ye Jia's collar in a coma, as if he was afraid that the other party would shake himself down.

Yezei shook his little black hand, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart.

He knew how powerful the ghost Qi was when he was unconscious, and as the little black hand closest to him, he must be the first to be attacked.

It seemed to have been hit directly from that time and never woke up again.

Yezei injected some Yin Qi into the little black hand's body.

Although it is still soft, the color of the surface is not as light as it was just now.

After a few seconds, the little black hand woke up.

At the moment of seeing Yejia, he gave a loud sob and complained, "you... You are so cruel!"

Yezei: "... Cough, sorry."

Little black held Ye Jia's palm in his hand and cried, "I thought I was going to die!"

Yezei was silent for a long time. Finally, he couldn't hold back and said slowly:

"But, in a sense... Aren't you dead?"

Little black hand choked.

It shouted angrily, "you are still dismantling my platform at this time! Do you have compassion! "

Yejia has a positive and good attitude: "I'm wrong."

... it's like a punch on cotton.

The little black hand's breath was neither up nor down. Finally, he could only hum angrily and said reluctantly: "... I'll play with my mobile phone later!"

Yezei nodded in a good temper, "OK."

"Play for three hours!"

"Yes."

"I want krypton gold to buy happy beans." The little black hand can advance an inch.

Yezei shook his head in a good temper: "dream."

"..." the little black hand choked: "you, you... Didn't you promise me to give me half of my salary in krypton!"

Yejia said, "that's right."

He then added, "next month."

Little black hand: "..." think about it carefully. It seems that the other party did say so at that time?

It was a mistake.

Yejia thought carefully, then opened his mouth again and added, "if the performance and bonus of next month are not deducted, you should still be able to get a basic salary..."

Little black hand: "............"

You humans are big pig hooves!!!

It angrily broke free from Yejia's palm, turned and rushed into his pocket and began to shut down.

Yezei smiled and felt that he had just been spoiled by jingling and became peaceful again.

He looked up at the clock hanging in the office.

Five fifty-five.

It's almost time for work.

Yejia's mood became better.

He cleaned up the papers piled up on his desk, then focused on the semi open door of the logistics department, as if waiting quietly for something.

When he reached the last grid and stopped at "12", Yezei stood up, then rushed to the door with a skilled body method that he had practiced thousands of times, and left the office in a moment.

Liu Zhaocheng only felt a cool wind passing over his bald head.

When he raised his head, Yejia's seat was empty, and even the shadow disappeared from the door.

Liu Zhaocheng: "

This positive off-duty spirit of never working more than one second, and the body method of disappearing in the office before being noticed by the boss

I would call it a unique skill.

Under the authority building.

Yejia stood waiting under the bus stop sign. A dark car slowly drove out of the parking lot under the building.

In the car, Ke Zheng saw him with sharp eyes:

"Hey, brother Wu, isn't that the logistics department member who reminded us a few days ago?"

Wu Su looked more nervous than before.

He looked in the direction pointed by Ke Zheng, and his sight stopped for a moment on the young man standing under the bus stop sign.

I don't know why, Wu Su was distracted by the other party.

The young man is tall and straight, with a white face. He looks particularly aggressive when standing in the half falling sunset. don't know why. He can almost make people firmly grasp the sight of his presence at the moment when they look in that direction - he has a very strange temperament, just like he is out of tune with the world around him, and stands out from the crowd.

Wu Su took back his sight and motioned the driver to continue driving: "thank him next time. Now we have something more important."

——Meet ace.

Six thirty-five.

A milk tea shop on the corner.

Wu Su opened the door and went in. The store was very quiet. There was no one else except him.

He paused and looked around the empty store.

After confirming that he was the only customer of the store at this time point, Wu Su hid his fleeting disappointment, casually ordered a cup of coffee, and then sat down near the window.

This place has the best view.

From this perspective, you can have a panoramic view of the main gate not far away, including the whole street outside the main gate.

As long as a car drives into the street, or someone comes in this direction, he can see it immediately.

Wu Su stared at the door not far away. He didn't dare to relax in the whole process. He seemed worried that his distraction would miss each other's body.

The muscles of his whole body had begun to tighten instinctively, and his body and mind had been adjusted to the most alert state.

In this case, Wu Su could not control the slightest disturbance in the street.

Time passed minute by minute.

As the appointed time approached, Wu Su's watch frequency gradually increased. He watched the second hand move slowly in the dial and waited painfully.

Three minutes left.

The whole street was empty.

Two minutes left.

A leaf was swept up by the wind and slid alone against the ground.

Wu Su's heart sank little by little.

Countless guesses rose from his heart - perhaps Dong Gua sent the wrong message, or the other party changed his mind, or was delayed by something unexpected. What's more, all this was just a plot made up by the Philistine player to disturb their sight

One minute left.

Wu Su slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid air and took back his sight.

Even if the other party didn't arrive on time, he was ready to wait here for at least three hours.

After all, this is the only player who gets through the game.

As a person who has participated in the game, Wu Su is very aware of the horror of replicas and ghosts in the game. He can't believe that there will be players who can pass through the customs and return to the real world - it's even more difficult than going to heaven. He can't even imagine how powerful and terrible the people who can achieve this achievement are.

More importantly

Now the ghost gate is wide open, and all the fierce ghosts and monsters who have been locked in the game have been released to bring disaster to the world.

Getting the help of ACE is the greatest hope of victory.

At this time, the staff of the milk tea shop came to him carefully with the mixed coffee.

The coffee was a little full, the liquid level shook unsteadily with her steps, the light brown coffee liquid trickled down slowly along the quilt, and the rich and slightly bitter coffee aroma spread in the open coffee shop.

Wu Su nodded at her and pointed to the table: "put it here..."

Before he finished, a hand stretched out from one side. His knuckles were slender, his skin was white, his fingertips were thin and stable, and gently and accurately dragged the waiter's unstable wrist: "be careful."

The other side's voice is slightly cool, like the cold spring melting at the beginning of spring, low and clear.

But there was a gentle smile in the tone, which was particularly polite and soft: "I'll come."

Wu Su suddenly stared and looked around in surprise.

The hand took the coffee from the waiter and put it on the table.

The bottom of the cup touches the table and makes a "Ding" sound.

——At the same time, the minute hand of the wall clock steadily pointed to the number 15.

Wu Su felt that he had stopped breathing at that moment.

The young man walked quietly like a cat, came out of Wu Su's visual blind area, like a shadow, walked quickly and silently to the opposite side of his seat, and sat down gracefully.

He said lightly:

"Milk green is better than coffee. You can try it next time."

Wu Su felt his heart beat as fast as 200. He could hear the sound of his heart pounding on his eardrum, which was particularly noisy.

His brain was so confused that he could hardly sort out any clear ideas, and only a few bold words were played in his brain:

Yes ace yes ace yes ace——

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!

Wu Su cleared his throat, and his voice became hoarse and astringent unconsciously: "just now, it's almost time. I haven't seen you come yet. I thought..."

He pretended to be calm, but the word order was still a little confused because of nervousness.

"I like punctuality." The young man chuckled.

He has a strange charm that seems to relax all the people who talk to him in an instant.

Wu Su slowly took a deep breath, and then fixed his eyes on ACE sitting opposite him.

His clothes were simple and low-key, but his legs were slender and his posture was tall and straight. The brim of his hood was not low, but his shadow still covered each other's facial features, revealing only his white sharp chin and beautiful lips.

Even without thinking, Wu Su knew that the other party must be covering up his real appearance in a special way.

In fact, he didn't expect each other to meet him in his true face from the beginning.

After all, Wu Su also heard about the hate list.

Needless to say, those fierce ghosts and monsters who are extremely vicious and try to find him for a reward are not good people. Even most of the players who escape from the game are not good people. On the contrary, they may be more dangerous than ghosts and monsters.

Ace's willingness to see him is already a pie in the sky for Wu Su.

He was almost knocked unconscious.

——Even now, Wu Su didn't dare believe that he was actually sitting face-to-face in a milk tea shop with ACE.

Yejia ordered a cup of milk green.

Listening to the waiter's high-heeled shoes clattering away, he turned and looked at Wu Su. His voice was steady and gentle: "I think now we can talk openly."

Wu Su straightened his back somewhat stiffly and put his hands on his knees. He looked more serious than the primary school students who saw the teacher's home visit.

"So, what happened in the game?" Yejia asked directly.

"I don't know." Wu Su shook his head honestly: "the game that was still releasing tasks to us one second ago lost its response the next. The players also explored for several days and found that the door had been opened."

Yejia was not prepared to ask the answer to this question from him.

He nodded and continued to ask, "when did it happen?"

"About a month and a half ago."

Under the shadow of his hood, Yejia narrowed his eyes without trace.

Indeed, the time can be right.

Probably from that time on, the workload of the authority began to surge, and the media began to report cases of missing persons and strange deaths.

Milk green came up.

Yezei gently rubbed the warm cup wall with his fingers and slowly asked, "what do you know about the ghost king?"

"Some, but not many." Wu Su said honestly.

Yejia passed the customs game two years ago. Shortly after he left, a mysterious and powerful ghost emerged from the ghosts without warning. No player or even the ghost knew his origin, and no one knew what kind of ghost he was. He only knew that his whereabouts were secret, his hands were cruel and crazy, regardless of the enemy or ourselves. Soon after he appeared, several races were destroyed.

Smokers are one of them.

After such a massive and cruel massacre, he soon had a place among the high-level ghost lords of level s, and no one dared to provoke him.

After that, his strength and influence expanded again and recklessly devoured the territory of other S-level fierce ghosts. After several bloody battles, one day, a line of bright red words floated on the hatred list in the game to celebrate the birth of the ghost king.

On the same day, ACE's name appeared at the top of the hate list.

"However, in reality, I haven't heard much about the ghost king." Wu Su scratched his head and seemed puzzled: "now what we often need to deal with in our work is basically level a and below in the game."

After listening to each other's story, Yezei lowered his head and took a sip of the milk tea in the cup. A wisp of thoughtful look crossed the bottom of his drooping eyes.

He still remembers the question about the power behind the insect mother when Amy interrogated another shadow ghost.

Obviously, the secret between high-level fierce ghosts is more complex than they can see now.

Yezei put the milk tea on the table, looked up at Wu Su sitting opposite him, and said lightly:

"I'd like to help you."

Wu Su's face showed an uncontrollable joy.

Yejia: "if there is any problem that cannot be solved, contact me through this."

His voice fell, and a small black hand poked out of his shoulder and slowly pushed out a pile of paper.

This is a way to convey information between players in the game. Write the message you want to convey on it, then fold it into a paper crane and burn it, and the paper crane will naturally return to the manufacturer's hand.

Looking at the little black hand that suddenly appeared, Wu Su was surprised and subconsciously clenched his fist.

This is... Controlling ghosts.

This is a taboo and terrible secret technique, which can force fierce ghosts to use for themselves.

However, those with insufficient ability are easy to be eaten back, and eventually swallowed up by their own demons.

Wu Su has seen many players who control ghosts, but like this... He drives ghosts recklessly, and the other party can be obedient without complaint. He really has never seen it.

He looked at the young man in front of him and became more and more respectful.

The little black hand that retracted clung to Yejia's collar and silently swallowed back his tears.

The props in those games often rely on objects with Yin Qi. In order to prevent others from getting the maker's own heart through Yin Qi, Yejia chose a simpler method - squeezing the little black hand.

Therefore, even if these props are obtained by interested people, the information they can obtain is the ghost of the weak chicken.

Little black hand looked at his shallower body again and choked.

——Damn capitalist!

"But this help is mutual." Yejia said calmly, "maybe you can help me in some places."

"No problem!" Wu Su said.

"One was a skinning homicide some time ago."

After the ghost bus disappeared, the skinning case never happened again.

And this disappearance is the most reassuring.

"And the other one is the nest of the ghost spider." Yezei paused and slowly continued: "turn over its cave inch by inch. Don't let go of any clues. Once you find anything, contact me immediately."

Soon the conversation was over.

Before parting, Wu Su finally began to lose his strong curiosity and asked:

"By the way..."

The young man stopped and turned his head, "huh?"

"Is that rumor... True?" Wu Su asked cautiously.

Yezei frowned suspiciously, "what rumors?"

"Yes," Wu Su was a little embarrassed, and his face under his beard looked particularly shy: "that's the one. You once cheated the ghost King's feelings... What?"

Yezei: "............."

He took a slow, deep breath to calm himself down, and then slowly, word by word:

"Catch more ghosts and less gossip."

With that, he turned and walked away without looking back.

Wu Su, who remained in place, looked blankly at each other's tall and straight back and scratched his head.

I don't know if it was his illusion. Why did he always feel that there was a gnashing of teeth in the other party's words just now?

And——

Ace doesn't seem to have a clear answer to the question just now

I always feel like know something amazing.

Yejia went out a long way with a gloomy face.

At this time, the little black hand climbed out of his shoulder and asked eagerly:

"Can I play with my cell phone?"

Yezei took a deep breath and felt that his mood had finally calmed down, so he reached out and took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "... Here."

The screen lights up automatically as soon as the mobile phone is pulled out.

Yezei swept on the screen, and his action froze involuntarily.

He watched the 25 missed calls from Amy and 82 unread messages, and fell into a deep silence.

Today

Like... Like... Maybe... Maybe

Is it time to meet Ji Xuan and report work?