"..." Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, and his light-colored pupils flashed with an unpredictable look under his long eyelashes.

After a long time, he rolled up the documents and raised his hand to suck Ji Xuan's head hard.

"well?"

Ji Xuan was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to cover the back of his head, blinked, and looked at the other person blankly.

"Thank you for your suggestion." Yejia stood up slowly and took out a few copies of the documents in front of him.

He smiled slightly and said, "But, there is no need."

Ye Jia picked up his cell phone and called the contact person of the Supernatural Administration. After a few simple greetings, he asked: "How are you looking for that dreammaker company?"

Liang Yi on the opposite side seemed a little embarrassed: "We have contacted the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and communicated with the police station. All the procedures of that company are legal and compliant, there are no loopholes in tax and finance, and there are no criminal records... We sent people to monitor nearby, but the possibility of obtaining information from the outside is really not high..."

Yejia nodded thoughtfully.

He was not prepared to start in this regard from the beginning. Since the dreammaker dared to step into the open from the darkness, it means that he had absolute confidence in it.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and thought for two seconds, then slowly said: "I need specific information on several cases now."

He lined up the several documents he had just drawn up in front of him, and then read out the markings on it.

Liang Yi said cheerfully: "Okay..."

Soon, Ye Jia's cell phone made a tingling sound, and he flipped over, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Finally, I'll check my license."

"No problem, you said." Liang Yi's voice came from the other side of the microphone.

——This is the license plate of the vehicle driven by the man who signed a contract with the dreammaker yesterday. Although he left without saying anything at that time, Yejia silently recorded his license plate number.

Soon, the car owner's relevant information was retrieved.

The man's name is Wang Chengze. He is 45 years old and is married. His daughter is exactly thirteen years old this year and is now hospitalized in the city hospital.

Yejia: "Can he get his daughter's case come out?"

The keyboard sounded from Liang Yi, and a few minutes later, he replied: "This... seems to be an unknown organ failure, but there seems to be no reasonable explanation in the hospital."

"Send me a specific case."

"Okay..."

After Ye Jia hurriedly thanked him, he hung up the phone.

He lowered his head and simply flipped through the information that Liang Yi had just posted on his phone, with a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

It seems that his guess this time is indeed correct.

Ye Jia quickly formulated the next strategy in his mind, and then put the phone back into his pocket.

After doing all this, he turned his head and looked at Ji Xuan sitting on the bed.

——Okay, now is the time to deal with the matter here.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, stared at the little boy in front of him, and then asked directly: "So, what is your state now."

Ji Xuan leaned down with a beautiful little face, with an innocent and confused expression: "What?"

Ye Jia chuckled, but there was not much smile in his eyes: "So, do you still have to continue acting?"

When Ji Xuan had just woken up that day, Ye Jia believed that his confused state was most likely to be real.

However, after this, Yejia was not so sure.

From this guy coming to F City, to reminding him about the origin of scars on his wrist, to yesterday's series of actions, they all pointed in the opposite direction.

——He not only provided clues to Yejia quietly, but also could predict in advance that the dream maker's company could not enter from the outside, so he left a mark on Yejia's wrist, so he could sneak into it quietly.

And it is this point that gave Yejia a hint.

Although the evil ghost will fall into a weak state due to soul division, as the mother's direct line and the king of the evil ghosts, Ye Jia does not believe that the other party did not think of this before splitting his soul. Since he still did this, he must be very confident that this weak state will have little impact on his strength, or it will be lifted soon - after all, the ghost king cannot put himself in a weak position for a long time.

So, now there is only one explanation left.

Yejia lowered his eyes and looked at the other party calmly, as if waiting for something.

The atmosphere in the air became gradually solemn.

The little boy looked back at Ye Jia in a steady state, and his scarlet eyes flashed with strange lights under the light, like half-condensed blood.

After a long time, he curled up the corners of his lips and said casually: "Ah... it's true that I can't hide it from my brother."

Ji Xuan frowned in distress. This cute expression appeared on his face, looking creepy: "I thought this way could last for a longer period of time... It's a pity."

Ji Xuan jumped off the bed and walked towards Ye Jia.

His figure drew with his pace.

By the time he stood in front of Yejia, Ji Xuan had returned to his normal form.

He was very tall, even half a head taller than Ye Jia. When he approached, he forced Ye Jia to look up before looking at him.

The man's shoulders are wide, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. His dark blood-colored eyes are drooping, his high and cold brow peaks are pressing down, with a faint curve on his lips, and his cold vision is extremely encroaching, as if he is some kind of cold-blooded animal entangled in prey.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the other party without any intention of retreating: "So, tell me, how long have you been recovering?"

Ji Xuan smiled softly.

"It didn't take long..." He avoided the other party's question extremely cunningly: "But..."

Ji Xuan changed his voice: "At least it is more than enough to help."

"Help?" Ye Jia raised his eyebrows and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips: "Why, can you tell the dreamer directly about the loopholes in the contract? Or is there any way you can kill those thousands of people without killing them?"

“…” Ji Xuan: “No…”

Ye Jia looked at him with a smile: "I guess so..."

As he said that, he pressed the document in his palm into a roll of papers against the shoulder of the man in front of him and pushed him into the distance: "So, don't block the way."

Ji Xuan's smile deepened on his lips. He obediently made way out, watched Ye Jia begin to skillfully prepare to go out, and asked slowly: "So, what are you going to do now?"

"Wangchengze, he signed an agreement with the dreammaker." Yejia replied while putting on his coat: "All the cases I have on hand are now signed by the dead contract, and only he is still alive."

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Ye Jia looked up at Ji Xuan, his pupils were slightly darker, and he said slowly: "His contract has not been completed yet, only he is our breakthrough."

As he said that, he pulled the hood up.

The shadow spread, blocking the young man's light-colored pupils as clear as glass.

Ye Jia contacted Wei Yuechu as Ace, Chen Qingye and Blast, and asked them to go to an address to investigate.

Ji Xuan looked out the door in the opposite direction.

Ye Jia opened the door, turned his head to look at Ji Xuan, and asked impatiently, "What are you waiting for?"

Now it was Ji Xuan's turn to be slightly stunned.

"Isn't your injury almost healed?" There was no unnecessary emotional fluctuation in Yejia's voice, as if he was talking about the weather today.

——Anyway, if you follow me, then just make the best use of everything.

He said, "Don't you keep up?"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Ji Xuan came to his senses, a faint smile slowly penetrated into the depths of his eyes, and the scarlet ripples slowly swept open: "See the order..."

Soon, Ye Jia rushed to the hospital location.

Intensive care room.

The little girl was lying quietly on the hospital bed. Her eyes were closed, her face was pale, and her long brown hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, and her whole body was as light as a piece of paper.

Countless machines beside them are whirling, and line charts of various colors are jumping on the screen, as if they are recording the death of a young life in another way.

Wang Cheng was anxiously walking around outside the guardian room.

His black and green seemed to be heavier at the moment, and his whole body looked overthinking, with a slightly hunched back, which seemed to be somewhat old who was not of this age.

Wangcheng never believed that there were ghosts and gods in the world. Even though he knew that the great turmoil in City M was really known, it turned out that there were really these unnatural ghosts in this world, but he also scoffed at them.

Unexpectedly, one day...he would hope that these supernatural forces would really work.

Even at the cost of his life and soul it doesn't matter.

Wang Cheng turned his head and looked at the little girl in the glass, took a deep breath, as if he had already made up his mind.

"Mr. Wang..." At this moment, a strange and familiar voice sounded behind him.

Wang Chengze was stunned and turned his head to look behind him.

I saw the young man who was chatting with him at DM company yesterday standing a few steps away from him. The cold light in the hospital corridor hit his head, casting a shadow on his hood, and hiding his facial features in the shadow - just like yesterday, giving him an unpredictable sense of mystery and distance, which makes people instinctively afraid.

Wang Cheng slowly took a step back vigilantly, and said slowly with a little hostility: "What do you want?"

The young man slowly took a step forward, raised a slender and pale hand, and took off his hood.

Under the hood is a handsome face, with both hair and pupils light, showing a light brown color under the bright light. There is a light smile on his lips, which has a comfortable affinity: "I just want to talk to you."

The royal city was slightly stunned.
To be continued...