After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Chapter 16

A touch of sorrow flickered across Ye Jia's eyes.

This was the first time his expression changed tonight. It was like a small crack had appeared on his perfect mask, revealing a hint of his real emotions.

The corridor was completely silent.

One could only hear the occasional buzzing sound from the lights overhead.

The young boy walked towards him from the other end of the corridor as darkness followed behind him. It looked like it was slowly swallowing up the light bit by bit.

"Big brother, I miss you so much."

Ye Jia didn't move.

He didn't step back nor did he step forward. He just stood in place, watching the young boy approach him step by step.

"Why didn't you come find me?"

He approached step by step.

He questioned him sentence by sentence.

"Big brother, you don't like me anymore?"

The distance between the two had shortened. Finally, they were only one step away from each other.

The boy raised his small pale face and looked at Ye Jia with his pair of dark eyes. His voice contained hoarseness that was unique to a juvenile undergoing voice change, "Why did you leave me behind?"

Ye Jia looked down at the young boy in front of him. Under his light-coloured eyes, there seemed to be a lot of emotions surging around.

"Big brother, I'm so cold." The young boy looked at him sadly. His thin shoulders trembled slightly, and his dark eyes glistened with tears.

—- Finally, Ye Jia's fingers that hung by his side moved slightly.

He slowly squatted down and then proceeded to spread his arms open and gently embrace the young boy in his arms.

The young boy's pointed chin rested on Ye Jia's thin shoulder. His eyes gradually darkened further until even the white of his eyes turned dark. In an angle that couldn't be seen by the other party, the boy's pale lips slowly became stained with blood and the edges rose to form an eerie smile.

At this moment, the young man opened his mouth and spoke beside the boy's ear. His voice carried countless emotions along with a trace of unspeakable sadness.

"You know what….."

The corners of those scarlet lips rose even further. It became even more creepy and distorted.

Continue to repent and feel remorseful.

Let that soul of yours become more and more fragrant…..

The next second, the other party's cold and calm voice suddenly sounded, "The first thing he would do after seeing me isn't to come and hug me."

Ye Jia's voice carried a light sigh and there was also some amusement, "—-Instead, he would kill me."

The smile on the young boy's face stiffened: Wha…..?!

Before he could react, a cold sensation suddenly passed through his chest like a gust of wind.

The young boy slowly lowered his head.

A large sickle glistened brightly under the dim light. It swung and cut through the body as easily as cutting tofu.

This……this….

Its eyes widened. It could hardly believe what it was seeing.

Soon afterwards, as if the pain finally reached the body, it let out a sharp scream from the raised lips: "Ahhhhhhhhh——–"

The young boy's figure was gone and replacing it was a large pale face. Under that face was a dense network of blood vessels resembling a spider web. These blood vessels were buried deep into the ground and the walls, as if the entire building had become its source of nourishment.

That face continued to roar loudly. Scarlet blood vessels danced about in the air as those turbid eyes stared bitterly at the young man standing before it.

Ye Jia slowly stood up.

Pale fingers with defined joints gripped the black sickle handle. A pair of unbelievably clear eyes lowered. The young man looked down at the monster struggling and roaring at his feet as it slowly disintegrated. He lightly chuckled.

"Bon Appetit."

[I wish you a good appetite.]

That grotesque face continued to twist on the ground. Its colour grew fainter and fainter, and its deafening roars similarly grew smaller and smaller. The putrid smell in the air faded.

The dark clouds that originally shrouded the entire residential building began to slowly disperse.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes. He licked his lower lip.

—-In fact, the taste was quite okay.

Especially compared to the Sucker he had eaten last time.

It was a little like radish.

Suddenly, as if he had felt something, he raised his hand and rubbed his cheek.

The tips of his fingers were stained with blood.

At some point in time, the side of Ye Jia's face had received a small cut. A small trace of blood flowed out.

He frowned in annoyance.

He was a little distracted just now.

On his pale skin, that wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye and, after just a few seconds, there was only a faint mark as well as blood that had not yet dried up.

Ye Jia turned and walked out.

As soon as he went through the half-open door on the first floor, he paused and turned to look back into the room.

The old man's stiff corpse was still sitting quietly in the armchair, looking at the sky with blank eyes as if waiting for his fate to come.

The crumpled piece of paper fell on the ground.

Ye Jia hesitated for a moment. He then turned and went back into the room. He picked up the piece of paper from the ground and placed it back on the old man's lap.

Just like how it was at the beginning.

When he left, Ye Jia turned off the lights in the room.

He looked at the dark room and said, "Goodnight."

The night breeze outside the residential building restored its previous warmth.

Ye Jia continued down the road. The small black hand finally managed to untie itself at this moment and managed to climb back onto Ye Jia's shoulder with some difficulty.

It held Ye Jia's collar and secretly glanced at his calm profile.

Finally, the small black hand summoned up its courage and cautiously asked, "That…..just now in that building, the young boy at the end, who was that?

Ye Jia's eyes looked at the night sky in the distance, "…..No one important."

He retracted his gaze, glanced at the small black hand on his shoulder and frowned, "When did I allow you to come out?"

Small black hand: "……Ying." (KKnotes: Crying sound)

Under the other party's deadly gaze, it retied itself back into a bow and then crawled back into Ye Jia's pocket.

The small black hand stared into the darkness inside the pocket in daze.

Speaking of which…..It had once seen King secretly from the distance.

It didn't know if it was just its imagination but that child just now…..seemed to look somewhat similar to King?

It recalled Ye Jia's gaze just now, shuddered and then proceeded to quietly burrow more deeply inside the pocket.

Forget it.

It should wait until the boss forgets about the matter of it using his money to buy golden beans for its game first.

It was better not to do anything out of the line for now.

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The next day.

Ye Jia received a text from Zhao Guangcheng.

Based on the inconsistencies in Wang Shize and his wife's confessions as well as the clues found in their apartment, it has been determined that the two are suspected of murdering Zhao Xiake and the police have reopened the case for investigation. This time, with the Department of the Paranormal Investigation and Management Bureau helping, they wouldn't have the issue of having insufficient evidence like last time.

Ye Jia put down his phone. Ignoring the small black hand's gaze from the side, he locked the screen and tucked it back into his pocket.

"Don't even think about it." He expressionlessly waved his finger.

Small black hand: "Wahhhh I won't do it again. Wahhhh let me play with the phone, I was wrong!!!"

Please read this from kk translates

Ye Jia ignored its begging, "Not touching the phone for a week is not touching the phone for a week. It cannot be even a day less."

Small black hand: "……"

Cold hearted human!!!

It shrivelled up and fell back onto the back of the chair, swaying in the wind like a limp string of noodle.

Before it could recover from its dispirited mood, there was a knock on the door, "Brother Ye! It's me!"

It was Cheng Cezhi's voice.

The small black hand suddenly turned energetic. It rushed over and pushed the door open.

Although he had seen it more than once, Cheng Cezhi was clearly still uncomfortable seeing something non-human open the door for him. His gaze drifted around, and he was a little hesitant to enter.

The small black hand didn't act distant.

It enthusiastically asked him, "Do you have Fight the Landlord on your phone? Can I borrow it to play?"

Cheng Cezhi: "…..?"

F-Fight the Landlord?

Ghosts have this kind of interest??

While Cheng Cezhi doubted life, Ye Jia's voice travelled from afar: "……Don't give it!"

Cheng Cezhi: "………"

???

What?

Ye Jia walked out of the room and lightly gave the small black hand a look.

No words were needed. The small black hand very obviously wilted and hung itself back on the back of the chair again.

Cheng Cezhi stared blankly at the strange scene before him. It took him a long time to be able to speak again: "This……This is…..?"

Ye Jia smiled but his voice was cold and scary, "Nothing, just punishing it for wasting money."

Cheng Cezhi: "…….."

……This answer didn't help explain the doubts he had about his current worldviews.

"So," Ye Jia pulled the topic back onto the right tracks, "why did you come again?"

Cheng Cezhi, "…..Brother Ye, that word 'again' is really hurtful."

The smile on Ye Jia's face didn't change. He clearly had no intentions to comfort Cheng Cezhi's wounded heart.

Cheng Cezhi could only scratch his head and continue, "Ah yes, I'm here to tell you that Zhao Dong was injured and is now on leave so the chief asked me to tell you to end your vacation early."

He passed on the message and revealed an enthusiastic smile, "It was along the way so I thought I could drop by!"

Ye Jia: "…….."

Sure enough, every time this newcomer came, it was definitely not a good thing.

Ye Jia forced a smile, "Do you now understand why I don't want to see you?"

Please read this from kk translates

His vacationnnnn!!!!

Cheng Cezhi: "…..I understand."

He had accidentally forgotten that this was a slacking employee who would take a vacation whenever he had the chance to instead of working.

Sorry, I overstepped.

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In the old residential building.

The old man's corpse was already cold and stiff when suddenly, there was movement on the back of his wrinkled hand.

A small face the size of a fingernail slowly emerged.

The face was horrifyingly pale, and the smile was distorted and grotesque.

Fortunately, it had kept a part of itself inside this corpse when it first activated its illusion or it would have really been completely wiped out just now.

The eyes that were completely black were filled with bitterness and resentment.

Unexpectedly….The delicious food that was about to enter its mouth had actually almost made it lose its life.

How hateful.

But……

A sinister and excited smile appeared on that face that was as big as a fingernail.

It has now gained something even more valuable.

That's right. It was very certain this time.

The Ace that all the ghosts had been searching high and low for had actually appeared before it today.

Hehehe……..

Thinking of the shockingly high reward on the hatred leaderboard, the smile on that small face became even more pleased —- As long as it provided King with information, it would soon be able to return to its strongest state and it may even climb up to the throne of becoming an A-level fierce ghost.

When King is able to capture Ace, it might even be able to have a share of the pie and be given a chance to pay him back for today.

Indulging in its sweet fantasies, the corners of its lips rose even higher.

It let out a small strand of yin energy and used it to spread out the news.