Super Time Detective

Ye Huairui once asked Yin Jiaming, "Why you?"

Indeed, the culprit who was given the code name "X" by Ye Huairui had painstakingly tried to blame everything on him, except for the last step, it seemed that they were all successful.

But Yin Jiaming couldn't help thinking about a question these two nights, do the three accomplices of X know that he is actually not Yin Jiaming?

Judging from the current clues, at least Hero Situ still didn't know who X was when he was blocked by creditors at the port.

The poor driver may not even know that he is being cheated and taken advantage of until his death.

So, what about the remaining two?

In the early 80s when Yin Jiaming lived, there was no Internet, no mobile phones, and no online social platforms.Taking pictures depends on film, and a two-inch black and white headshot is already a standard requirement for recruitment. Even the monitoring of the camera can only be installed by some large companies and large shopping malls.Knowing what someone looks like is not an easy task, aside from photogenic entertainers and social celebrities.

But looking at it from another angle, it is precisely because it is difficult to prove a person's identity, so even if someone takes a business card and claims to be a certain person, more vigilant people will doubt whether it is true or not—at least, Yin Jiaming puts himself in his shoes. After thinking about it, I felt that I would not believe it easily.

So now comes the problem.

Forget about Hero Situ.That person didn't look very smart, and he was driven to a dead end by the "big earloom (loan usury)". He only wanted money, and the possibility of trusting others without checking was quite high.

But could it be possible that the other two are equally stupid and easy to fool, easily deceived by details such as height, appearance, and tattoos?

Here, Yin Jiaming considered two possibilities.

The first one is that those two people, or one of them, knew X's real identity, but out of consideration of their own interests, they allowed the other party to pretend to be "Yin Jiaming", and maybe even added a helping hand .

The second type, of course, is that the other two accomplices, like the driver, were also kept in the dark by X.

If it was the latter, then Yin Jiaming felt that he had to think carefully about why.

——Is there any other "evidence" in that X's hand that can convince several accomplices of his identity as a counterfeit?

Thinking of this, Yin Jiaming frowned again.

——assuming that's the case...

——What kind of "evidence" is that?

At the same time, about [-] kilometers away from Yin Jiaming's Banshan villa, in the back garden of Ruibao Hotel.

Ah Hu took off his security uniform as he walked, and his ugly face with blood-red hemangiomas became more hideous due to the distortion of his facial features.

Seeing his frosty face, several hotel staff refrained from greeting him, and just watched him walk past them quickly, walked all the way to the back door, and viciously pulled the shirt off. The light gray uniform and hat were thrown by the door, and he pushed open the door with one hand, and rushed out of the door angrily.

Yin Jiaming was suspected of robbery and murder, and was wanted by the Jincheng police all over the city. It was impossible for him to return to Ruibao Hotel as the general manager.

In addition, the police failed to find the lost millions of dollars of jewelry and property, and they came to the door almost every day, turned the general manager's office upside down, and even took away the employees one by one for questioning. Find out Yin Jiaming's whereabouts.

Without a leader, the police plowed through the sieve countless times, and there are many gossip weekly magazine reporters squatting outside the door every day. Of course, Ruibao Hotel cannot receive guests normally.

The hotel was closed for ten days, and it was not until three days ago that a new temporary manager was brought in to replace Yin Jiaming's business and reopened.

The new manager is a returnee, with a suit and leather shoes, a greasy hair, and a very mean personality, especially the group of "confidantes" left behind by the previous manager.

On the first day of work, the new manager picked their noses and eyes at them, making insinuations, and only pointed at Zhao Cuihua, Ahu and others and said, "Your boss is not a good person. I'm afraid you guys are also thieves or thieves." It's a robber."

Zhao Cuihua is scheming, quick-spoken, and people will come to trouble again. Even if the new leader thinks he is not pleasing to the eye, he really can't find any serious mistakes for a while, so he can only beat a few words and throw it at A handyman job that was out of his sight was pulled down.

As for the other brothers, for the sake of supporting their families, they all swallowed their anger for the time being, kept their tails down and behaved honestly, and did not conflict with the new leader.

But Ah Hu is different.

He was injured in the head when he was a child, his IQ is a little anxious, and his personality is also stubborn and impulsive, which is unique to mildly mentally retarded people. He was provoked by the new manager with a few words. It was about to flip the table on the spot.

Compared with other people, the new manager is also Ahu the most.

Because Ah Hu is ugly, has a bad temper, and is unyielding and unruly, he is simply the thorn in the head.

More importantly, the new manager, a high-skilled returnee who studied economics and management, has always felt that the most important thing in the service industry is the quality of employees.

The front desk must be neat and tidy, and the waiters must be humble and respectful. As for the security guards, the bow is not at a standard [-]-degree right angle when the guests come, so they should pack up the packages on the spot and leave.

It's Yin Jiaming's illegitimate son who can't see the publicity, so he brings all kinds of cats and dogs into the hotel. Even Ah Hu, who is so ugly and mentally handicapped, can wear a uniform as a security guard!

In short, under the deliberate difficulties of the new manager, Ahu couldn't stand it after only three days.

Just now, he punched the new manager in the face, knocked off the other's glasses, and also knocked off his job. He said "You are fired!" His head covered his face, and Ah Hu had no choice but to take it off. This uniform, say goodbye to Ruibao Hotel.

Ah Hu rushed out of the hotel angrily, walked all the way quickly, walked several hundred meters, and then gradually slowed down.

When encountering a difficult problem, his brain, which was not very bright, suddenly became even more inadequate.

Ah Hu didn't know where he should go now.

Although others are stupid, they have self-knowledge.

If Brother Ming hadn't been covering him all the way, with his ugly face and elm head, it would be impossible for him to find a decent and stable job in a good place like Ruibao Hotel.

"It's ok."

Ah Hu muttered to himself as he walked:

"Lele can still work in the hotel, eat well and dress warmly..."

He suddenly grinned, revealing a silly smile:

"I can survive on my own no matter what... At worst, I'll just sleep in the overpass hole..."

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While walking, Ah Hu suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him.

He turned around and found that the person who came was a skinny young man with fashionable yellow hair dyed.

He recognized the yellow hair as a young boy of a nearby mafia boss—since the entertainment city was also owned by Yin's father, He Weitang, and Boss He, Ah Hu and Huang Mao could be regarded as "fellows" who beat around the bush.

"How is it, Ah Hu?"

Huang Mao trotted all the way to catch up with Ah Hu, stretched out his arm, and put it on his shoulder, as if the two brothers were very acquainted.

"Recently, something big has happened to your 'Tangkou'! Jincheng is famous, and the whole world knows it!"

Ah Hu frowned, and wanted to refute a few words, but his mouth was clumsy and he couldn't say a word, so he could only shake off the arm on his shoulder and walk with his head depressed.

"Don't go, Ah Hu!"

Huang Mao didn't seem to be frightened by Ah Hu's black face at all, and he pulled it up familiarly:

"Brother Mao, I haven't eaten breakfast yet. Come, come, I know there is a shop in the alley ahead. The pork intestine fun and fish skin are delicious. Let's have a meal with me!"

Ah Hu was in a bad mood at the moment, and felt that the road ahead was at a loss. When he had nowhere to go, he was carried forward by the yellow hair, but he didn't say anything. down an alley.

The two didn't go too far, and Huang Mao led Ah Hu to a small restaurant converted from a residential house.

The interior space of the restaurant is very cramped, and there are already five or six guests seated at two tables, which cannot be stretched apart.

Huang Mao didn't take Ah Hu in, but sat directly on the open alleyway, stretched his head and shouted into the shop:

"Boss, two plates of mixed sauce chee cheong fun, one with double sesame sauce! Two packs of fish skin, no coriander and more peanuts! Two more iced colas, thank you!"

There was a loud "Okay" in the store, and 2 minutes later, there was a fat lady holding two plates of rice rolls in one hand and two glass bottles of Coca-Cola in the other, with her little finger still hooking the two with great difficulty. The cold fish skin packed in a plastic bag was delivered to Huang Mao and A Hu.

The alley was too narrow to fit the tables and chairs, so the two squatted on the side of the road and started eating.

Ah Hu was not hungry at all, and he was in a bad mood and had no appetite. Facing the plate in front of him, which was blown up with yellow hair, it seemed like there was no food in the sky. He didn't taste any taste, so he poked it with a toothpick , One bite after another was sent to the mouth.

"Hey, why do you eat so politely? You look like a bitch!"

Huang Mao noticed Ah Hu's eating, poked him with his elbow, and made fun of him:

"Why? In a bad mood? Because of your boss?"

Ah Hu didn't want to talk about Yin Jiaming in front of outsiders, so he frowned, pretending he didn't hear, and just ate.

"Hey, let me secretly ask you!"

As if Huang Mao couldn't see Ah Hu's gloomy expression, he suddenly laughed, stretched his head and leaned over, and asked in a low voice:

"Seriously, do you know the whereabouts of your boss? 5 yuan, is it worth your salary for several years? Are you really not tempted?"

"roll!"

Ahu was so angry that he almost wanted to put the half-eaten chee cheong fun on Huangmao's glaring withered hair.

"I'm wrong, it's Brother Mao, I'm wrong!"

Huang Mao is very good at observing words and expressions this time, so he quickly grabbed Ah Hu and stuffed the Coke bottle into his hand, meaning to let him take a sip of cold drink to calm down:

"Okay, okay, I believe you really don't know, I won't ask, I won't ask!"