Super Time Detective

The piece of paper with the number of the pager written on this corner became a turning point in Ahu's life.

"I have no money."

Ah Hu finally pulled out the chair and sat down.

Although he was very hungry, Ah Hu didn't eat directly, but carefully put the piece of paper into his arms and put it together with the hard-earned fare.

Then Ah Hu breathed a long sigh of relief like a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, picked up his chopsticks, and stuffed his mouth with food.

Yin Jiaming looked at Ah Hu's reincarnated eating appearance, and found it a little funny, but also a little sympathetic.

He is also a child who grew up in a slum where fish and dragons are mixed together. He has been poor and suffered, and he knows that the poor have a hard time living.

Especially for a kid like this, who has an eye-catching appearance, a dull brain, and a stubborn temper. He is even the bottom of the bottom. Whenever he is bullied and killed, it is almost like an ant being trampled. No one will uphold justice for him. Even if his relatives want to help him collect his body, they don't know which bay to fish for.

"Hey."

Seeing that Ah Hu's mouth was full of oil, and he didn't care about the laceration at the corner of his mouth, Yin Jiaming tapped the plastic cup of frozen lemon tea with his chopsticks, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Ah Hu stopped his chopsticks, stared at Yin Jiaming with wide eyes, "What should I do?"

"I said, how do you plan to live in the future?"

Yin Jiaming was afraid that he would not understand, so he added, "What do you plan to do for a living?"

"Oh."

Ahu replied blankly: "Tomorrow, continue to pull the rickshaw."

"Still pulling a rickshaw?"

Yin Jiaming was about to be laughed at by this fool's double business, "Aren't you afraid that those people will come to beat you again?"

Hearing this, Ah Hu raised his eyebrows and stared like copper bells:

"If they dare to come, I will call back!"

"If you fight, you know how to fight! How many lives do you have!"

Yin Jiaming really laughed angrily:

"Even if you are not afraid of death, think about your family! You seem to have a sister just now? What will happen to her when you die?"

Ah Hu: "..."

He was speechless, and knew that what Yin Jiaming said was the truth.

"Snapped!"

Ah Hu threw down his chopsticks angrily, bit his cheek, and after a while, he said stiffly:

"Then I won't pull the rickshaw! I, I'm going to be a young and Dangerous boy! I don't want to be bullied anymore!"

Yin Jiaming: "..."

His eyes fell on the abrupt birthmark on Ah Hu's right cheek, and he showed pity in his helplessness.

He thought to himself that this kid's mind really isn't very good, that's why he has no self-knowledge—it's completely cannon fodder to be a young and Dangerous boy like this, and when he encounters a "campaign" for a site, he will go straight away no return.

"……never mind."

Yin Jiaming suddenly sighed.

Originally, he couldn't see how many people were bullying the few, so he casually rescued a fool, but he didn't expect that he was not only a fool, but also a fool. If he "released" him directly, he might really go down the crooked path of gangsters up.

"Well, you go to Ruibao Hotel at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and then call me."

Ah Hu couldn't understand what he meant, he only opened his eyes wide, with a ignorant and bewildered expression.

"I'm the general manager of Ruibao Hotel."

Yin Jiaming shrugged, "How about it, are you willing to come to our hotel as a security guard?"

Ah Hu: "!!!"

Shocked, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, his eyes were stunned, and he couldn't even utter a word.

Yin Jiaming smiled and pointed to the noodle bowl he ate until it had a bottom:

"Tonight's supper money will be deducted from your first month's salary."

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Three years later, it was the same meal, but in a completely different situation.

Back then, Yin Jiaming gave him and his sister a stable life with a bowl of big rong, so that he no longer had to live on the streets and be that young and Dangerous boy who might lose his life at any time.

However, Huangmao's rice rolls and fish skin were intended to make him and the "big brother" a "brother" and push him into the pit of fire.

"My sister is right...you have to be wary of being a human being, and you can't just eat other people's food..."

Ahu murmured: "Why did I forget?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and looked at Huang Mao, who was clutching his stomach and still cursing.

"I'll give you back what's yours."

After finishing speaking, Ah Hu opened his mouth wide, put two fingers of his right hand into his throat, and squeezed hard——

"vomit!"

He vomited what he had just eaten on the side of the road.

"Okay, I'll give it back to you."

Ah Hu wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, turned around and strode away, leaving the cursing Huang Mao far behind.

Ah Hu walked forward along the alley.

He is still near Ruibao Hotel now, although he doesn't come often, but at least he knows the way.

It’s just that the location of the restaurant that Huang Mao was looking for just now is too far away, the area is full of old residential buildings, there are few pedestrians even in broad daylight, and the alleys are winding and winding, it will take some time to get around.

As Ah Hu walked, he was seriously thinking about what to do next.

He believed that Yin Jiaming was innocent, and that sooner or later he would get his justice.

At that time, when brother Ming comes back, he can help him again - even if he can no longer return to Ruibao Hotel as a security guard, no matter what he does, he will not complain.

So before that, he had to find a temporary job to make a living and find a place to live.

——I can't trouble my sister... By the way, I can go to Cuihua.Cuihua inherited an old house from her grandfather, so she should be able to settle down temporarily... He can go to the dock to help people load and unload goods, so he won't be unable to survive.

After slowly thinking about the way out, Ah Hu's mood improved again, and he no longer felt anxious and hesitant.

At this moment, a person suddenly turned around at the corner of the street ahead.

The person who came was tall and had a serious face.

Ah Hu was taken aback for a moment, and then recognized the other party.

He was a little surprised, he didn't expect to see someone here.

"Hi, morning!"

The other party greeted him first: "What a coincidence, Ah Hu."

The man smiled and walked towards Ah Hu.

Ah Hu also raised his hand: "Hello..."

He was about to call out the other person's name.

At this time, the two had reached a close enough distance.

The man stuck his hands out of his pockets.

"!!"

Ah Hu widened his eyes.

At the left rib, the coldness penetrated the body, followed by severe pain.

He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw that the man was holding a folding butterfly knife in his hand, and the bloody blade pierced deeply into his left rib.

--why?

In Ah Hu's dull brain, there was only this one question left.

He and the other party have no grudges in the past, no enmity in recent days, their identities are very different, and there is no conflict of interest.

He's just a small, insignificant, no-place guy.

--why?

——Why did you kill him?

At this time, the man had already drawn out the knife in response to his stare.

He looked at Ah Hu with a cold gaze, as if looking at a dead object.

In the next second, he withdrew his arm and stretched it forward again suddenly, about to stab Ah Hu in the stomach for the second time.

Ah Hu staggered back a step, covered the bleeding wound, opened his mouth, and tried his best to speak.

But the knife pierced his lung lobe just now, the negative pressure in the chest cavity was destroyed, and the large amount of overflowing air instantly crushed the delicate left lung.

The man was already approaching again with a knife.

At critical moments, the will to live overwhelms the pain, suffocation, anger, confusion and all other perceptions.

Ah Hu let out a loud sound from his throat, and rushed towards the man.

The two scuffled together.

The narrow alleyway is dusty, and the sound of heavy objects hitting is constant.

Ahu had an open pneumothorax, unable to breathe, cry out, or call for help. Blood kept pouring out of the wound, staining the white cotton racer-shirt bright red.

His opponent is taller and stronger than him, not only has the upper hand, but also has a sharp weapon in his hand.

But Ah Hu just didn't want to die at this point.

He exhausted all the strength in his body, beating, scratching and biting, protecting the vital points of his body with his hands, allowing the opponent's knife to cut him to pieces, but he refused to give up.

"I x!"

The man failed to succeed with the knife more than ten times, and finally couldn't help lowering his voice, cursing angrily: "Why don't you want to die!"

Ahu stared at him, wanting to ask - "Then why do you want me to die?"

But at this time, he had no strength left.

Blood loss, suffocation, and pain pushed him to the limit.

Finally, Ah Hu let go of the man's wrist holding the knife, his legs softened, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

The man jumped up violently, strangled Ah Hu's neck with his left hand, forced the opponent's head to tilt back, and crossed his neck with a knife in his right hand, pulling with all his strength.

"Fuck-"

Blood spurted from A'hu's neck, but it was not as violent as imagined - he didn't have much blood to bleed.

At the last moment of his life, Ah Hu did not see the so-called "revolving lantern" as in the legend.

He only remembered one thing at this moment:

Three years ago, the bowl of big rong that Yin Jiaming gave him was originally agreed to be deducted from the first month's salary.

But when he paid his salary, Yin Jiaming seemed to have forgotten about it long ago, and didn't bother him asking for money at all.However, Ah Hu is clumsy and has never been able to find the time to raise the debt. After a long time, it will be uncovered naturally.

——Oops, I still owe Brother Ming 15 yuan...

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"Tsk, how unlucky!"

The man raised his leg and kicked Ah Hu's body fiercely, cursing in a low voice:

"Just like his boss, it's so difficult!"

Originally, he thought that Ah Hu should lose his mobility after the first stab, and he could easily kill the opponent with two more stabs at the vital points.

Unexpectedly, Ah Hu not only refused to die, but even resisted to the death while being seriously injured.

During the fight, the man's arms, cheeks, and neck were covered with bruises or scars, and the tiger's mouth on his right hand was scratched by his butterfly knife with a bloody mouth, which naturally made his lungs hurt even more with anger.

If it wasn't for the fear of being hit by someone if he stayed too long, he would definitely poke ten or eight holes in Ah Hu's body.

After confirming that Ah Hu was indeed dead, the man quickly left the scene of the crime, found the backpack hidden in advance in a dark alley next door, took off the bloody clothes on his body, put on clean clothes, and wiped his head and face with a towel.

After packing himself up, he picked up the backpack containing the murder weapon and bloody clothes, climbed over the low wall at the end of the dark alley, and walked straight away.