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Chapter 3
The next second, the little black hand, squeezed into a thin sheet, poked out again from the gap of the refrigerator, and persevered in front of Yejia, shaking greatly:
"Can you see me? I don't believe you can't see me, friend? Friends? "
Yezei tightened his hand holding the water cup: "...."
It doesn't seem to be an illusion.
He took a deep breath and said slowly: "... I killed you."
Are your business skills rusty to this extent? Can this thing that should have been destroyed dance to itself again?
"Yes, yes..."
As if I felt a faint sense of danger, the swing range of the little black hand was much smaller: "almost all my energy is gone. Thanks to this, I can wake up... But..."
"I, I found... I can't leave you for a hundred meters..." the little black hand squeezed into a ball: "anyway, it will be found sooner or later, so let's talk about it. Although I don't remember the previous things very clearly, I'm familiar with your taste. You want to be stronger, don't you? I think we can be mutually beneficial, because you see, as a ghost, I can give you some ways and methods, and you just need to spare a little vitality to restore me... "
The more he spoke, the more wild he became. He waved his dark soft hands excitedly, as if he had seen his bright future.
Yezei: "
This ghost is really noisy.
He rubbed his temples, which were swollen and painful due to overtime, and his backhand "snapped" the empty cup in his hand and caught the little black hand that kept shaking.
Little black hand: "...?"???
It tried to empty its body and escape from the water cup - but it couldn't.
The virtual shadow dashed across the glass and made a "Ding Ding" sound, but the small cup buckled on the head was like an iron wall. It could not escape from it, or even be moved.
The little black hand panicked: "you, what did you do? Why can't I get out? "
"You said you didn't remember clearly before?" Yega yawned.
With the lethargy caused by lack of sleep under his eyes, he said expressionless, "it doesn't matter. I'll remind you."
The shadows slowly gathered in his hands.
The temperature in the room dropped several degrees in an instant, a shadow that was not physical shrouded the whole room, and a steep and cold sense of danger gradually came.
Yezei smiled briefly:
"Last time it was my fault, not this time."
The little black hand could have retreated back into a thin piece of paper, tightly attached to the glass behind him, and screamed in horror:
"Wait, wait!!! Good discussion, good discussion!! Don't come here -- "
The phantom was transformed into an entity in the hands of Yejia.
That's a sickle.
The simple bone knife handle is thin and long. It holds the blade like a curved moon. The blade is like a clear moonlight condensed. The forest is white and bright. You can feel the forest cold blood gas contained during the period from a distance.
... wait, sickle?
"Is that you?!" The little black hand screamed.
The next second, the sickle goes down——
It cut the air easily, and the blade as thin as a piece of paper fell like a virtual shadow. It didn't hurt the cup wall at all, and came to the little black hand silently and quickly.
Then he stopped in front of it.
Yezei narrowed his eyes: "do you know me?"
The little black hand rolled into the corner of the cup away from the sickle and stammered and screamed, "ace! You are ace! "
Yezei was stunned.
The next second, the virtual shadow of the sickle turned into dark smoke and disappeared into the air.
He hasn't heard the name for a long time.
Ace, the only clearance player in the infinite flow escape game, is the uncrowned king on the scoreboard.
——From the moment he left the game, Yejia thought that the name would never ring in his ears again.
"You, you are the highest ranked one on the hate list! Now just a clue about you, the reward amount has reached 80 million points! "
Yezei: "
???
What the hell?
No. 1 on the hate list??
There are open list and dark list in the game. The open list is the score list, and the dark list is the hatred list. The higher the hatred value of the ghosts pulled by the player in the game, the higher the ranking of the list. The higher the ranking, the more fierce ghosts are willing to pay strength and points to buy his life.
If you offend a fierce ghost who has been practicing for a hundred years, and you don't have the strength to cut down the roots, wait to be listed and chased by other ghosts who are greedy for profit.
In Yejia's memory, he never ranked high on the list.
——Just hover outside the twenty or thirty.
After all, despite his reputation, Yezei thought he was low-key and rarely involved in immoral things between ghosts and players. Even if there was any hatred, he often solved it on the spot and rarely stayed overnight.
And more importantly
Yezei repeated in disbelief: "80 million points???"
He thought it over and asked:
"Can I exchange RMB?"
Little black hand: "...?"
Isn't your point quite right?
After careful consideration, Yejia sighed with regret.
The reward on the hate list is not well received. In addition, the game is broken, and the exchange is also a big problem. Otherwise, he really wants to take the reward.
He reluctantly took his attention away from his poor salary and bonus, and continued to ask:
"Who posted it?"
"Who can it be?" The little black hand replied naturally, "of course it's the king."
Wang? What's that?
Yejia was even more confused.
It is true that there are distinct classes between Li and GUI, and there is a clear distinction between GUI and GUI, but Wang? Never heard of it.
At least until he passes the customs, the king doesn't exist at all.
"Except for the king?" Yejia asked, "who else offers me a reward?"
The little black hand replied, "No."
Yejia: "
How is that possible?
Before he passed the customs, there were not thousands but hundreds of fierce ghosts offering him a reward. How can it be reduced now?
This is unscientific!
"No, but that reward is just a reward clue!" Perhaps afraid of Ye Jia's fear of being plotted against, the little black hand quickly expressed his loyalty: "and, boss, you believe me! I'm bound to you now. Give me 800 courage and don't dare to betray you! "
"..." only reward clues? Not dead?
Yejia almost laughed.
Is there such a gentle fierce ghost in the game?
Don't be kidding.
——Ghosts have no moral bottom line. Yejia didn't intend to believe every word this guy said from the beginning, let alone such outrageous things.
Yejia easily put the topic aside.
As soon as he spoke:
"So, you came out of the game?"
"Yes, yes!" Little black replied with his hand close to the cup wall.
Yezei narrowed his eyes: "how did you do it?"
The little black hand shrunk even smaller: "I, I don't know! One day, the door suddenly opened! So I came out! "
After hearing its answer, Yejia suddenly had an ominous premonition.
He asked:
"Who else came out besides you?"
"I don't know," the little black hand shook. "The door is right there. You can come out as long as you can see, I think."
Yezei was stunned.
Through the thin wall, you can vaguely hear the loud morning news broadcast next door:
"... disappearances have occurred frequently in recent days, and the police are currently investigating..."
Ye Jia's eyes are slightly dark.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the little black hand buckled in the cup, with a mild tone:
"Thank you for telling me about it."
However, before the little black hand breathed a sigh of relief, the blade condensed in the air again in the next second.
Yezei lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes:
"Now your task is over."
Little black hand: "
... who the hell are we?
Seeing the blade approaching, it screamed again: "wait, wait! I have something else to tell you! "
"You first went to that building to find the girl's spirit, didn't you!!" The little black sign language was incoherent and went on: "I was so hungry that I ate the rest of her spirit body, but I didn't expect that it had been polluted! That's why I lost my mind and was eroded by resentment! I have the rest of her memory!! "
Yega yega moves once:
"Huh?"
"I can take you to the last place in her memory!" The little black hand trembled and unknowingly used a salute: "please be merciful! I'm very useful! "
The sickle disappeared.
Yejia was thoughtful.
The last place in memory?
That's probably where the originator made trouble.
He turned his head and looked at the papers nearly half a person high on his desk. The headache of staying up too late hit him again——
One missing case, left in the logistics department, is equivalent to 128 documents.
Let the unknown ghost continue to act recklessly. By analogy, two people are 256 and three people are 384
After calculating this simple arithmetic, Yezei was so frightened that he took a breath.
According to this increase, not to mention the two-day holiday, his annual leave is estimated to be in vain.
——He doesn't want to die of overwork at a young age!
Yezei lowered his head and carefully examined the glass for a few seconds before the little black hand trembled and thought he was going to die.
He took a slow, deep breath, gritted his teeth and said with difficulty:
"... let's go."
Unpaid overtime, that's terrible.
All the noise is human.
The aunt carrying the vegetable basket, the middle school students preparing to go to school and the elite in suits are all crowded in the small bus station.
Yezei, who had not slept all night and had no time to rest, stood in the crowd with an expressionless face, looking loveless and depressed.
He lowered his voice: "are you sure... The last place in the girl's memory is the bus?"
"Of course!" The little black hand that others couldn't see squatted on Yejia's shoulder and replied.
Yejia: "could it be where she wants to go?"
"No." The little black hand vowed, "I remember the last scene she saw was in the bus!"
"Which way?"
"Well... I don't know." The little black hand's voice narrowed: "but once the car arrives, her resentment will react. I know it!"
It flatteringly pinched his shoulder with two dark hands: "don't worry, now! The bus will arrive soon. "
Yejia said gloomily:
"... it'd better be."
With the passage of time, people around them crowded into the bus and left one after another.
The sun above gradually rose and sank, and then gradually sank to the West.
There are fewer and fewer people under the stop sign, and the air pressure around Yejia is getting lower and lower.
The little black palm was frightened and fought, shrinking smaller and smaller.
Finally, when the sun was about to rise, a bus turned the corner and drove over. From a distance, you can see the number above: No. 148.
"This!" The little black hand suddenly became active and began to wave his body.
Yejia glanced at it coolly.
Just then, the bus stopped in front of him, and the folding door opened slowly in front of him.
Yejia went up. He reached out and took out two coins from his pocket. He was about to throw them into the coin box, but he heard a surprise voice not far away:
"Brother ye?"
The two coins rolled down and clanked.
Yejia raised his head in surprise and looked in the direction of the sound.
Although it is daytime now, the carriage is empty. Only a few hooded people sit in the corner of the bus and shake with the start of the car.
At the middle end of the car, near the window, Yejia saw a familiar face.
Cheng cezhi waved to him excitedly:
"Brother ye, brother Ye! I didn't think it was really you! "
Yezei: "
Shit, why is he here.
The little black hand secretly asked in his ear, "boss, do you know him?"
Yejia ignored it.
Holding the handrail, he walked quickly towards Cheng CE Zhi in the car.
Cheng cezhi actively moved inward to make room for Yejia, and then chattered: "I really didn't expect that the medical department of our bureau was so far away. It was too late last afternoon. I guess I can't go home until 11 or 12 p.m., so I'll go today. Anyway, the minister granted me three days off..."
"Three days?" Yejia was surprised.
Cheng CE nodded happily: "yes, I think our minister still cares for his subordinates!"
"..." Yejia, who had never been granted leave for more than half a day, fell silent.
Cheng Zezhi didn't realize it:
"Brother ye, do you feel uncomfortable in that building? It's also a good thing to check. After all, it's not fun to be living in a nightmare. It's estimated that the grievances passing through that building are very strong. Even ordinary people will be affected. I had a nightmare all night after I went back. "
The strong resentment in his mouth was sitting on Yejia's shoulder and playing with his fingers idly.
Yejia took a deep breath and interrupted him:
"Get out of the car."
One of Cheng CE was stunned: "huh? Why? "
"You got on the wrong bus." Ye Jiayan is brief and comprehensive: "the bus to the medical department is No. 48."
One of Cheng CE was stunned: "eh? I've just come to m city and I'm not very familiar with this. "
He looked down and rummaged through the medical manual distributed by his department. He could only hear the crash sound in the car with the engine running: "yes, it's really No. 48. I'm stupid. I can read it wrong... Well, I haven't heard of No. 148 in M city..."
As Cheng CE spoke, he stood up, raised his voice and shouted:
"Master driver! Hello! I'm sorry! May I stop at the next stop? "
Yejia sideways let him go, inadvertently glanced through the window of the bus, and then suddenly gave a meal.
I don't know when the previously sunny weather has disappeared. The spacious and tidy asphalt road is shrouded in rolling gloomy fog, slowly surging close to the window of the bus, dark and cold, and invisible malice hovering, peeping into the bus from the thick fog.
The car bumped, but there was silence in the car.
The whole car was shrouded in silent silence, with a creepy and treacherous atmosphere.
Yezei "clattered" at the bottom of his heart.
I'm afraid it's too late to get off now.
He suddenly turned his head, looked at Ji Yi's unconscious Cheng CE, and suddenly opened his mouth:
"Wait..."
But the next second, the car stopped.
Yejia choked.
——Why doesn't this car follow the routine?
Then, with a click, the door opened.
Cheng cezhi thanked happily, "thank you, master!"
With that, he walked towards the door.
But before he got to the door, he just heard the "buzzing" sound. The lights in the bus flickered twice, and the car was as quiet as death. The next second, the whole body suddenly tilted to one side as if it were oppressed by heavy objects——
It's like something came up.
Over his shoulder, Yejia clearly saw the behemoth that made the whole car lean to one side.
Unexpectedly, it was a very thin man.
He is almost two meters tall. His thin arms and legs are like bamboo poles, as if there is only a layer of skin wrapped with bones, like a shadow.
The invisible thick fog almost swallowed the thin and slender limbs from behind it, making its body look thinner and thinner like a piece of paper, and it looks more strange and ugly in such an environment.
Yezei: "
Shit, acquaintance.