Super Time Detective

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Ye Huairui, Ouyang Tingting and Tan Xi came out of the library.

Of course Ye Huairui wanted to send the girl home in person.

As for Tan Xi, he was only thinking about his slime mold babies who missed the feeding time, and ran back to the laboratory in a hurry.

"Actually, don't bother."

Ouyang Tingting said to Ye Huairui, "I have to go back to the institute, Ye Fayi, you don't have to send me."

Ye Huairui smiled and reached out to pat the girl on the shoulder, "Let's go, then I will drive you back to the institute first."

It was not yet the rush hour, and the road conditions in Jincheng were very good. Ye Huairui drove all the way back to the forensic laboratory, and the same drive was 10 minutes faster than usual.

Ye Huairui parked the car in front of the building and asked Ouyang Tingting to go upstairs to pick up the things she left behind.

Ouyang Tingting moved quickly, and in a short while, she came out from the main entrance of the building with a big cardboard box in her arms.

Ye Huairui guessed that she might have bought some large package and mailed it to the office, so he opened the door and got off the car, ready to help her move it into the trunk.

"Come on, give it to me."

Ye Huairui walked about 30 meters forward, when the two met, he extended his hand to Ouyang Tingting.

The girl thanked her and handed the cardboard box to Ye Huairui.

The box was a bit heavy, and Ye Huairui weighed it in his arms. Judging from the feel of the hand, it should be a small household appliance that single people can use.

Sure enough, Ouyang Tingting explained while walking beside him: "The small washing machine I bought was not convenient for the dormitory to receive, so it was sent to the office."

"Oh, you try it first, it's easy to remember Amway me."

Ye Huairui replied with a smile:

"I happen to be short of a trumpet too..."

"Danger!!"

Before he finished his sentence, Ouyang Tingting, who was one step behind him, suddenly yelled loudly, and her whole body was like a cannonball, and she ran towards him involuntarily.

Ye Huairui never expected that the girl would come suddenly like this. Unprepared, he was hit by the girl and staggered even with the box, and he fell forward. It hit the pavement hard.

And at the same time, behind the two of them came the unique crisp sound of heavy objects falling and pottery breaking.

Ye Huairui turned his head back in horror, and saw a flowerpot with a diameter of fifteen centimeters lying on the place where he was standing just now, and it had been split in two. Folded in half, the scene was a mess.

——! !

Ye Huairui only felt chills all over his body, as if his whole body was immersed in ice water.

——just a little bit!

If it wasn't for Ouyang Tingting's quick response to push him away in time, such a big and heavy flowerpot fell on his head, how could he survive!

At this time, many passers-by noticed the situation of the two of them and surrounded them one after another. Some came to pull them and asked if they were injured and whether they needed to call an ambulance. The building pointed and pointed, and the hot-tempered one simply started cursing.

"It's okay, I'm not hurt."

Ye Huairui recovered from the extreme horror. While helping Ouyang Tingting who saved his life, he thanked the enthusiastic crowd and looked up at the building where the flower pot had fallen.

They passed by here every day to and from get off work, so they naturally knew about this building.

This building is a commercial building with a total of 36 floors. The eighth floor above is an office building, and the eighth floor is a shopping mall, which specializes in electronic products and some parts and accessories. It is also commonly known as the "computer city". .

Unless there are specific details of the falling flower pots captured by surveillance, even if the police are called, it may not be possible to find out what happened.

— Was it an accident?

Ye Huairui took out his mobile phone and called 999.

But if it is not an accident, it is a deliberate murder of an extremely bad nature.

But he is just an ordinary forensic doctor, not even responsible for investigating the case.

Who is it, and what reason is there to attack him?

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When Ye Huairui and Ouyang Tingting left the police station, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening and nearly ten o'clock in the evening.

He sent the girl home first, and then returned to the villa.

While the two were waiting for the police to investigate, there was already a heavy rain outside, and Ye Huairui knew that he would definitely not be able to get in touch with Yin Jiaming today.

The police told them that according to the testimony of passers-by, the flower pot should have been smashed from the toilet window on the west side of the eighth floor of the computer city, and the pot of lucky bamboo that almost killed Ye Huairui was originally placed in a corner next to the toilet For decoration.

In view of the complex internal structure of that computer mall, it is a place frequented by pickpockets on weekdays. Every so often, someone reported that they lost their mobile phones and wallets inside, and there was no camera installed near the toilet. The guy who threw the flowerpot down from the eighth floor had to ask Ye Huairui and Ouyang Tingting to go back and wait for news.

After returning to the villa, Ye Huairui has been thinking about it.

It stands to reason that he is a forensic doctor, except for on-site inspections and sampling of relevant personnel, he is usually in the dissection room or pathology room, and basically there is no possibility of any enmity with others.

Besides, he was supposed to be on vacation this afternoon, and if Ouyang Tingting hadn't wanted to go back to the office to pick up the package, he wouldn't have turned back at all.

Unless someone is keeping an eye on his whereabouts, it's hard to catch such an opportunity to smash a flower pot on his head...

Ye Huairui was lying on the bed, obviously feeling sleepy, but tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep like pancakes.

Is it really just an accident?

Someone threw a flower pot downstairs as a prank, and he happened to be the victim?

——No, it's impossible!

Ye Huairui turned over, and with the help of the faint light leaking in from the window, his eyes fell on a notebook beside his pillow.

There are clues related to the Jincheng robbery that he sorted out.

The moment he saw the notebook, Ye Huairui thought of Wang Yan's death, and a guess immediately appeared in his mind.

This guess is groundless, and if it is told to others, it may make people think that he is thinking too much.

But Ye Huairui just felt that the attack he encountered this afternoon was not guaranteed because of the Jincheng robbery he was investigating.

Just as a man in a black raincoat killed Wang Yan in a typhoon and disguised the scene as a suicide, maybe someone wanted to get rid of him for the same reason...

Thinking of this, Ye Huairui trembled all over, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

This horrifying association made Ye Huairui suddenly have an illusion, as if there was a pair of eyes hidden somewhere in the darkness, peeping at him for a moment...

"Snapped!"

Ye Huairui sat up and turned on the wall lamp by the bed.

- Enough!

He gritted his teeth and thought.

——I really can’t sleep tonight! !

Saturday, August 8, at six fifteen in the morning.

At the same time, Yin Jiaming in 1982 was awakened by the morning light penetrating through the transom.

He opened his eyes as usual, stared at the dusty concrete roof for 2 minutes in a daze, and when his slightly slack consciousness came back, he turned over on the narrow camp bed and prepared to get up.

However, the moment he turned his face to the side, Yin Jiaming caught a glimpse of a strange figure in his room!

He was so shocked that he almost rolled out of bed.

Fortunately, with the previous experience, Yin Jiaming quickly realized that the person was Ye Huairui.

Yin Jiaming jumped off the camp bed, trying not to make any noise.

He saw that Ye Huairui was lying on the desk, with his arms resting on his side, sleeping soundly.

An open notebook was pressed under his elbow, and some words and sentences were written in the exposed corner. The handwriting was neat and clear, exactly the same as when he left a message with water stains.

Yin Jiaming held his breath involuntarily.

He walked lightly to the table, bent his head down, and looked closely at the sleeping young man.

Ye Huairui looked really tired, even though it was dawn, he didn't realize it, his eyeballs slid gently under his eyelids, and even his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was in a good dream.

—He must be very tired, right?

Yin Jiaming looked at the faint shadow under Ye Huairui's eyelashes, feeling distressed and sweet at the same time.

He felt that Ye Huairui must have stayed up all night to investigate the password left by his second brother, until he was so tired that he fell asleep on the table.

【fool……】

Yin Jiaming couldn't bear to wake Ye Huairui up, so he muttered in a voice so soft that only he could hear:

[I don't know what you are anxious about... Tiring yourself like this. 】

While whispering, Yin Jiaming stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ye Huairui's face with his fingertips.

He admitted that his behavior was very offensive.

Touching a man's face while he was sound asleep, even if it was his brothers who were in such a good mood that they could take a bath together naked, Young Master Yin still found it unbearable, just thinking about it made him feel sick.

——But this person is his Ah Rui.

Rationally, Yin Jiaming knew that his behavior was not only ungentlemanly, but could even be described as "perverted", but he just couldn't control his hands.

His heart and eyes are full of Ye Huairui who is sleeping soundly, not only using his fingertips to trace his cheeks, nose bridge and lips pursed due to pressure, but also imagining the touch of eyelashes, skin and lips in his mind...

[Admit it. 】

He said to himself:

【...You are... in love with him...】

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After all, Yin Jiaming was not willing to wake up Ye Huairui.

During a heavy rain, he just stood by the table blankly, like a dragon guarding a rare treasure, reluctant to leave even a single step.

Relying on the fact that he can't touch real people anyway, Yin Jiaming gradually became more courageous. He was no longer satisfied with just tracing out of thin air with his fingertips, but stuck his entire palm on it, "touching" and "imagining" with the palm of his hand. The touch and temperature of Ye Huairui's skin.

【A Rui...】

The figure of Ye Huairui lying on the table began to fade gradually, and Yin Jiaming knew that the torrential rain in another time and space was about to stop.

He finally couldn't hold back the thought in his heart, bent down and lowered his head, approached the phantom that was about to disappear, and secretly pressed a kiss on the other's cheek.

【A Rui, I like you...】