Fenshan City, the eastern urban area, at dusk.

The figure of a girl appeared out of thin air in a room, then lowered her head slightly to face the long desk by the floor-to-ceiling window.

From the inside and outside of the room, you can tell that this is a high-end living room with a very high floor.

"Cleaned up, boss."

"Good work."

The man who appeared in front of Lin Sheng before was sitting on a boss's chair at the moment, still wearing the same yukata, and was staring at the red wine glass in his hand very seriously at this time.

Not far away, a record player was playing jazz music, and several men and women were sitting on several nearby sofas.

"Don't you need me to continue to monitor the other party's follow-up?"

The girl paused for a few seconds before adding.

"No, you don't."

The man shook his head casually.

"I still don't understand what we're doing these things for, after all, as far as I think ......"

The girl stopped talking at this point, but let her eyes fall to the ground, and from time to time she wanted to lift up and sweep.

"It's a big move, but it doesn't mean much, right?"

The man answered, then put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up from the chair, and slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

Outside the window, the sky had fallen into darkness at some point.

Under the night sky, the lights of the city are already lit up, and there seems to be a little uneasiness lurking in the usual peaceful atmosphere.

"yes, those little sparrows won't notice us because of this action."

"They've noticed it for a long time, don't you think those people are stupid?"

"Then why did we expose the traces of our existence so obviously this time, even if that newcomer has good qualifications, he didn't make the pomp so ......"

The girl seemed to be in a hurry to express her thoughts.

"You're a good boy, Xiao Ning."

But it was interrupted by a man's voice.

"I ......"

The girl quickly swallowed back the words that followed.

The man turned his head and looked at the girl in front of him, but his expression with a gentle smile gave people a lot of pressure.

The latter felt the gaze, and then quickly reined in his voice, and became a little alarmed:

"Sorry...... You taught me that you only do things...... Regardless of the reason. ”

The man stared at the girl for a long time, and then withdrew his gaze for nearly a dozen seconds.

"Good work, guys, what to do, I should have made it clear just now, huh...... Don't be pressured, just look at fate. ”

After the man finished speaking, he looked back at the scene outside the window.

The words fell, and the few people sitting on the sofa all got up silently, and exited the room together with the girl who had finished the report, leaving only one woman.

Suddenly, only a man and a woman were left in the office.

"Anything else, Saya."

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

The woman was still sitting lazily on the sofa, her excellent figure seemed to stretch her waist wantonly, but her eyes always fell on the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

When the man heard this, he turned around and sat back on the sofa, changing back to the kind boy he was.

"If you have any questions, you can raise them now."

"You guessed he would have succeeded in that dream event."

"I just think there's some probability."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill him directly in my dream?"

"If it can be solved so easily, there is no need to meet each other." The man replied silently.

"Okay, then it seems that I really don't have much weight in you."

The woman known as "Little Night" showed some helplessness.

"No, you're very capable, both in itself and as a ghost."

"It doesn't matter."

The woman shook her head.

"But as Xu Ningning said, this operation has improved a lot of presence, in the end, the bamboo basket is empty, not only makes everyone busy in vain, but also has to maintain a state of hiding in the future."

"Welcoming him is just a secondary, incidental thing."

The man rested his cheek in one hand and stared silently at the wall on one side of the room.

There is an oil painting hanging on it, and in the lower right corner of the oil painting is marked [John Milton, "Paradise Lost"].

"They've been waiting for a long time, for just the right reason."

When the woman heard the man's words, she looked at the painting as well, and then narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Then you are really a big hand, I guess those little sparrows are also quite happy at this time."

The man did not answer again, but withdrew his gaze from the painting and refocused on the woman.

In the next moment, a strange young man with a pale complexion and a lazy and dirty face appeared at the woman's side out of thin air, and then slowly stretched out one of his arms.

The woman didn't dodge, but just let the other party put her palm on one of her shoulders.

Due to her previous experience, she has lost a large amount of the ghost "origin", although she can complete the recovery after a certain amount of time, this will greatly speed up the recovery process of the ghost itself, but she is already on the verge of extremely dangerous recovery.

But the man in front of him ...... It's about being able to help yourself.

As the seconds passed, a sense of extreme agitation and confusion in his consciousness gradually subsided.

"One thing, one pay, you have two left."

The woman shook her head, "I didn't bring back that ghost, so I only have one left." ”

The man smiled a little when he heard this, but he didn't answer, "Besides, what else do you want to tell me?" ”

"Yes."

The woman nodded slightly, "The rest of the remuneration will be exchanged for me to withdraw." ”

She knew very well that the other party would most likely not let go of herself easily, after all, she did know too much about them.

So the inquiry of the moment...... It is likely to result in death.

"Why?"

"I'm tired, I want to do more."

"Hmmm......"

The man was silent thoughtfully for a few seconds, then nodded:

"Okay."

When the words fell, the woman was a little incredulous.

But after a long silence, she still didn't say anything further, just slowly stood up.

"I'll keep my mouth shut about you."

Then with a lot of vigilance, he was ready to leave.

"Hmm."

The man replied very casually, and then picked up the wine glass he had put down again.

"That's right......"

Hearing the man's voice, the woman turned and looked at the other again.

"I remember you asked me when you first joined why you chose to go it alone instead of entering those forces."

The man looked at the glass in his hand again, shaking slightly.

"It's just curiosity, with your ability, you can stand in a relatively bright place, and then influence something." The woman replied.

"Hmm...... Maybe it's going to feel good. ”

The man leaned back, his gaze slightly blank.

"But it's a pity that I still want my position to be an 'ordinary person'."

"It's fun to be a chess piece, the identity of a chess player, but everyone can't ask for it."

The man shook his head.

"The chess piece and the chess player are just relative concepts, for the lower position, you are the chess player, and for the upper position, you are still a chess piece."

"So isn't it good to be a chess player at the highest level?"

"Not good."

The man replied with a smile.

"Do you know why when you drink red wine, you usually have to hold the handle of the glass in your hand, not the body?"

"The temperature of the hands tends to heat the liquid to a certain extent, which leads to a decrease in the taste when drinking."

The woman was a little puzzled why the topic suddenly jumped, but she still gave an answer.

Hearing this, the man smiled slightly.

"As both a player and a referee, the fun of the game is missing most of it, but from the bottom of my heart, I enjoy this game very much."

The woman didn't make a sound, but walked out of the room slowly.

Suddenly only the man was left in the room.

After shaking the cup for a long time, the man put his nose deep into the cup and took a deep breath, then took a sip.

"Is there only one left? I can't tell......"

On a record player in the distance, a vinyl record spins, and melodious singing continues to come out of it.

[The world is a burning hell, but there are still people singing the praises.] ]

[The bottom of the valley, the top of the mountain, the boast, the pity.] ]

[I should have enjoyed myself in my life, but I will not care if he is in the flood after death.] ]