Super Time Detective

Thursday, September 8, at 12:45pm.

Ye Huairui watched the sky darken rapidly on the way back from the car, and it was obvious that it was going to rain soon.

Fortunately, he was not far from the villa at this time.

Ye Huairui galloped all the way, drove the car home in a hurry, and just parked in the courtyard, the torrential rain poured down.

This is the first rain after the typhoon.

Ye Huairui didn't even have time to open an umbrella, braved the heavy rain through the garden, ran to the porch, opened the door in a hurry, opened the door in the basement, and ran down the stairs.

He was really worried about Yin Jiaming.

Ye Huairui saw the "don't worry" note left by Yin Jiaming on the 10th, and then it didn't rain all day on the 11th. He opened the drawer countless times, but he couldn't find a single word from Yin Jiaming.

Ye Huairui couldn't feel at ease until he got the news that Yin Jiaming had indeed returned to the basement. He was always worried that the silly boy would encounter some danger when he went out... Then he couldn't help but think more and more, and his heart became more and more The more uneasy, more and more uneasy.

It's a pity that it's useless for Ye Huairui to be anxious, he can only wait for Yin Jiaming to leave a message in the drawer to tell him he's safe, or when it will rain again.

And now he finally got the thunderstorm he had been thinking about.

He rushed all the way to the basement and flicked on the light switch.

"!!"

In the next second, Ye Huairui took a big step back.

His heart was almost jumping to his throat, and his whole back seemed to have been electrified, from the roots of his hair to the tips of his toes.

People are so frightened that they can't even make a sound.

When this secret room was first discovered, the underground space that had been abandoned for more than 30 years was already old and dilapidated due to rain and water.

So except for desks and chairs, Ye Huairui replaced all other furniture when he invited someone to redecorate the basement.

However, Ye Huairui himself didn't know what kind of mentality he had at that time. When he re-purchased household items, the items he bought were similar to those of the old ones in terms of type, quantity and size, and even the places where they were placed were basically the same.

In other words, except that everything has become new, the basic furnishings in the basement are actually very similar to when Ye Huairui just discovered it.

But now, as soon as Ye Huairui turned on the light, he saw that there was a person lying on his side on a camp bed on the wall near the transom!

Yes, a man.

It was still a man with a bare upper body and only a thin sheet covering his waist.

Ye Huairui could even clearly see the back of his hairy head, the slightly arched lumbar spine because the bed was too narrow and short, and two well-shaped shoulder blades!

It can't be blamed on him for overreacting.

Anyone who suddenly sees a strange naked man in the basement of his home will surely be too frightened to scream.

Ye Huairui even felt that he was calm enough, because he didn't have his legs weak, and he just sat down on the stairs.

For about two or three seconds, his mind went blank, as if the CPU had crashed, and he couldn't think at all.

When the initial shock and fright subsided a little, Ye Huairui's mind was a little slow to realize that it was probably Yin Jiaming who was in the same space as him, another time and space!

Once he thought about this clearly, his heart, which had reached the throat, immediately fell back into the cavity.

"call……"

Ye Huairui took two strong breaths, calmed down his still obviously fast heartbeat, and then subconsciously raised his hand and pressed hard on his chest.

Then he took a step, one step, one step, one step, through the small room, and walked towards the man who was still lying on his side on the bed, his back turned to him, who seemed to be sleeping soundly.

He didn't see clearly until he got close enough.

Compared with the night of the typhoon, this time, Yin Jiaming's outline was very clear, even the messy strands of hair on the top of his head that hadn't been taken care of for a long time were clearly visible, which could be called fine detail.

But even so, as long as you distinguish carefully, you can quickly discover that the man lying on the bed is indeed not a real person, or more precisely, has no entity.

There is a faint phantom on his body, like the halo scattered when strong light falls on a person, the ends of his limbs—such as his hair scattered on the pillow, or the fingertips on the quilt, unexpectedly Still translucent.

Ye Huairui swallowed hard.

He admits that he is very nervous now.

Different from the strong sense of fright at the beginning, now he can't tell whether it's excitement or excitement, or it may also be mixed with some kind of indescribable fear.

All in all, he was so nervous that even his fingers were trembling slightly.

"Hey……"

Ye Huairui opened his mouth and uttered a single syllable.But the voice was dry, and the volume was so low that even a fly could not be disturbed.

"Hey!"

He yelled again, and stretched out his hand, as if trying to push the man's shoulder.

However, Ye Huairui's hand easily passed through the man's body, as if passing through a three-dimensional projection.

"!!"

This feeling is really a bit scary, Ye Huairui suddenly withdrew his hand, shivering involuntarily.

"Hey, Yin Jiaming!"

His volume rose a little more.

This time, the sleeping man was finally disturbed.

His waist seemed to be loaded with springs, and he jumped up from the bed.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes met.

"..."

Ye Huairui moved his lips.

However, Yin Jiaming didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

He clenched his fist and swung it at Ye Huairui head-on.

Ye Huairui had no time to react.

He watched helplessly as the fist approached, rubbed his cheekbones again, and passed quickly in front of his left eye like a 3D projection stunt.

Ye Huairui: "!!"

He didn't feel scared until the fist passed in front of his eyes.

If they weren't two people in parallel time and space, Yin Jiaming's punch had landed on his temple, and he might have fractured his skull directly, and he would have fallen down!

"and many more!"

Ye Huairui quickly took a few steps back to distance himself from the other party, "It's me! It's me!"

Yin Jiaming was stunned.

He stood by the bed, his eyes fixed on Ye Huairui's face, full of suspicion and confusion.

Of course he could hear Ye Huairui's voice.

So when Ye Huairui said "it's me" twice, Yin Jiaming confirmed the other party's identity.

But this did not lessen Yin Jiaming's shock.

Earlier, he went out to dig up Situ Yingxiong's body, then went to look for his second brother overnight, and stayed at his second brother's house until evening, and then took advantage of the night to go back to the basement of the villa after a lot of hard work. For 35 hours, the spirit has been highly tense, and the whole person is so tired that he almost collapses.

After finally returning to the basement safely, he used the remaining strength to strip himself off, washed his face and wiped his body, then fell on the small camp bed, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Before closing his eyes, Yin Jiaming still said to himself in his mind, I just need to take a short rest, just squint for two hours, and wait for A Rui's contact at any time——As a result, this sleep seems to be in a coma, and he can't help it at all .

Yin Jiaming didn't know how long he had been asleep. Anyway, when he heard someone talking and woke up suddenly from his dream, he saw a strange figure with a faint silver light standing beside his bed, stretching out his hand as if to touch yourself!

For a suspect wanted throughout the city, there is nothing more terrifying than this scene.

Yin Jiaming's only thought at the time was to put the person down and escape, so he waved his fist at Ye Huairui without saying a word.

Fortunately, although the first meeting between the two was awkward and chaotic, they could not touch each other because of the dislocation of different time and space, so they avoided a terrible tragedy of hurting each other.

[A Rui? 】

Yin Jiaming's lips trembled slightly, and tentatively squeezed out these two words.

"Well, it's me."

Ye Huairui stroked his chest, and put on a calm look, "I... saw you sleeping on the bed as soon as I came..."

His eyes fell on Yin Jiaming, and when he realized that Yin Jiaming had taken off his clothes and only a pair of shorts were on his body, he immediately turned his head away.

"Hey, I didn't expect..."

[Can we meet like this? 】

Yin Jiaming continued what he hadn't finished speaking.

Ye Huairui nodded.

Yin Jiaming laughed.

【Rui Rui! 】

He opened his hands towards the other party, 【Come and hug one! 】

Ye Huairui thought to himself that I was worried that you were so worried that you couldn't sleep well for two consecutive nights, but you were fine, sleeping like a pig in bed, and didn't want to leave a note for him to say you were safe!As soon as I touch it now, I want to hug it frivolously!

"Ah!"

The more Ye Huairui thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the embarrassment just now disappeared with the anger in his heart.

"come on."

He spread his hands:

"The one you can't hold is the turtle!"

In the next second, a figure came over with a hood covering his face, and "hugged" him firmly into his arms.

Yes, the two cannot touch each other.

But this didn't affect Yin Jiaming's embrace of him in a "hug" posture, like embracing some treasure, tightly wrapping him from head to toe.

[A Rui. 】

Yin Jiaming lowered his head, and put his chin on the side of Ye Huairui's face, his voice softened, and there was a bit of a coquettish nasal sound, 【I miss you so much, I really... didn't expect to see it you……】

As he said that, he leaned back halfway, pulling a little distance from Ye Huairui's face, as if he wanted to see the other person's face clearly, his eyes lingered on Ye Huairui's face.

[I didn't expect to be able to see your appearance, really...]

Yin Jiaming raised his hand, slowly and meticulously stroked the curve of the other's faintly glowing cheek with his fingertips, and said softly:

【how to say? ...is very handsome...pretty good-looking...]

He racked his brains to think about adjectives, and under the excitement, some words did not express their meaning:

[It's more suitable than I imagined.... 】