Super Time Detective

Ye Huairui stared blankly at Yin Jiaming, his expression was almost "frozen" due to excessive shock.

He never thought that he would be "stunned" one day.

But now, Ye Huairui was really scared.

Not long ago, he had just faced up to his affection for Yin Jiaming that was beyond friendship, and before he had figured out how to deal with it, he suddenly confronted Yin Jiaming with an impactful confession!

Under normal circumstances, the person you like happens to like you too, and the two are in love with each other, and it is a match made in heaven, then it is even lucky, you should rush to say "I like you too", and then upgrade to a couple.

But the situation of the two of them cannot be judged by common sense at all!

Ye Huairui knew that what Yin Jiaming said was right. In the timeline he knew, Yin Jiaming was indeed dead.

He was shot and fell into the sea. In that era, there was no possibility of survival.

Of course Ye Huairui didn't want Yin Jiaming to die.

Let alone let him give up hope of survival.

Helping Yin Jiaming overcome this difficulty is more urgent than anything else.

Compared to this, Yin Jiaming's affection for him, his affection for Yin Jiaming, and the unattainable future of the two are not the most important things right now.

"I……"

Ye Huairui opened his mouth, and managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"No...I mean you...you won't—"

[Shh. 】

Yin Jiaming gently pressed Ye Huairui's lips with his hand, stopping the second half of his sentence.

【I know...you don't want me to die. 】

His fingers followed the outline of Ye Huairui's lips, sliding from the corners of the lips to the cheeks, and slowly climbing to the corners of the eyebrows and eyes.

Ye Huairui's eyes are particularly good-looking, with beautifully curved eyelids, deep eyelids, slightly elongated eye tails, and black pupils that bend into crescent moons when they smile...Yin Jiaming felt that just looking at this pair The eyes are enough to make him fascinated.

[Don't worry, I won't give up. 】

While Ye Huairui was still in a daze of surprise and his reaction was not sharp enough, Yin Jiaming lowered his head, first kissed his eyes, and then stole a kiss on his lips.

【Look, with you helping me, how can I give up so easily? 】

Ye Huairui subconsciously pursed his lips.

Obviously the two of them couldn't touch each other at all, but Ye Huairui felt as if something warm and soft touched his lips.

"Um……"

Ye Huairui responded softly, thought for a while, and said:

"You won't die, I will definitely help you."

【A Rui, you have helped me a lot, a lot. 】

Yin Jiaming laughed:

[Look, you told me that the security manager was killed, that he was colluding with the robbers... Also, you helped me find the location of Hero Situ's body, so I can know the identity of Xie Taiping... Ah Rui, thank you you. 】

"not me--"

Ye Huairui still wanted to tell, but was blocked by Yin Jiaming's kiss again.

He doesn't know why he is so cowardly, it's obviously not a real kiss, but every time Yin Jiaming's handsome face is close to him, he will feel like he is about to be kissed, his heart beats faster, and he can't help holding his breath .

[But I can't just rely on your help, can I? 】

--So cute.

Looking at Ye Huairui's trembling eyelashes after he closed his eyes tightly, Yin Jiaming sighed in his heart.

With his Ah Rui around, he really couldn't bear to die.

【So I'm going to find Xie Taiping, and I'm going to ask him about the identities of the other robbers...】

While speaking, his figure gradually became lighter.

Only then did Ye Huairui notice that the rain outside the window was about to stop.

"Yin Jiaming!"

He cried anxiously:

"You can go, but be careful!"

Seeing Yin Jiaming nodding, Ye Huairui added eagerly:

"Also—plan before you move! Surrounding terrain, exit route, escape method—"

Yin Jiaming's figure was almost completely transparent, leaving only a faint white shadow.

"These have to be determined in advance, you know!?"

Yin Jiaming completely disappeared.

The two lost contact.

August 1982, 8, at nine fifteen in the evening.

A two-seater pickup turned a corner, slowed down slowly, and then parked itself in the shadow of an alley.

"Brother Ming, we're here."

Zhao Cuihua turned to Yin Jiaming who was sitting in the passenger seat and said:

"The Strasse Zorren is ahead."

Yin Jiaming nodded.

"Thank you."

He patted Zhao Cuihua on the shoulder, "Wait for me at the agreed place, I'll come back as soon as I go."

"Understand!"

Zhao Cuihua nodded solemnly, and said:

"Brother Ming, be careful!"

Yin Jiaming got out of the car, looked around, saw that the moon was dark and the wind was high, and no one was paying attention, so he walked quickly towards the destination.

In fact, they dared to drive the car directly to the vicinity of Zuolen Street in this way, because they had made sufficient plans.

Although Yin Jiaming is bold, he is by no means a fool.

What's more, he also promised his family, Ah Rui, that he would spare his life.

During the three days after getting Xie Taiping's identity and address information, Yin Jiaming found Lele and got in touch with Zhao Cuihua through her.

Perhaps the heavens planned to give Yin Jiaming a chance, and Zhao Cuihua happened to learn a very useful piece of information - a powerful gang in Jincheng, "Zitang", had just died in a car accident, whether it was a murder or an accident, A new "sitting hall" must be elected as soon as possible.

However, the cause of death of the former "Zuotang" became a mystery, and several major forces within the gang were entangled with each other, and no one obeyed the other.

The new "Zuotang" leader is bound to be bloody - as if throwing a group of poisonous insects into an urn, it is unknown when a new Gu king will be killed.

At this moment in the entire Jincheng, anyone who has some understanding of gang power, no matter whether it is a white or a gangster, no matter whether the matter is related to them or not, can't help but focus on the "new seat" election disturbance.

Even the hotel where Zhao Cuihua works is no exception.

In the past few days, he came and went every day, listening to the security guards pointing and berating Fang Qiu like they were discussing the war in the British-Malaysian Islands, arguing about whether "Brother Mosquito" can win the game among the various forces. Or "Uncle Ali" is even better.

At the critical moment when the storm is about to come, a veteran in the gang who has washed his hands in the golden basin is about to celebrate his 180th birthday. He is preparing a banquet for the whole city. There are [-] seats in the Ruyi Building. Several big bosses who are about to tear their faces apart for the position of "sitting in the hall".

This is very fatal.

If it is normal, it is common for gangs to fight each other for turf and power. As long as the matter is not too big, the Jincheng police will not interfere too much.

But this was a birthday banquet with nearly [-] seats held in a century-old restaurant in a prime location in the city center.

The guests invited to the banquet were all "big shots" from Jincheng, including several important political and business officials from Portugal. Hundreds of reporters with cameras were squatting outside the hotel every minute, waiting to rush to shoot a big news Woolen cloth!

If this really caused uncontrollable chaos at the banquet, then things would be a big deal.

Therefore, on the night of the birthday banquet, the Jincheng police focused almost all their attention on the Ruyi Building, traffic police, patrol police, riot police, plainclothes, mobile posts... thousands of people surrounded the restaurant with a solid wall, and I don't know how many more Those who are on standby nearby are so ready, just to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

When the police's attention is concentrated in one place, the inspections in other places will naturally become lax.

Tonight was the time for the birthday banquet, and for Yin Jiaming, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

So he and Zhao Cuihua made a plan and immediately decided to act on the night of the birthday banquet.

They studied the map in advance, especially the terrain around Zuolun Street, down to every alley, where Zhao Cuihua should drive the car, and how to meet him.

Yin Jiaming and the others made full preparations and plans, and things went smoothly as they expected.

Along the way, Zhao Cuihua drove around all the routes that might be guarded by the police, and did not encounter a road block, so she just drove Yin Jiaming in the passenger seat to her destination in an open manner.

The next action plan is very simple and crude.

Yin Jiaming planned to break into Xie Taiping's house directly, subdue him, and extract everything he knew. After finding the rest of his accomplices, he would find direct evidence of his involvement in the robbery, and finally restrain him. After escaping from the scene, they anonymously notified the police to arrest them, and that was all.

——It will definitely go well!

Yin Jiaming secretly added a buff to himself in his heart.

He glanced quickly at the street sign he had just passed.

16 Zorren Street.

--Coming!

In 1982, the Zuolun Street area was mostly two- to three-story small buildings built by local residents. They were dilapidated and old, and they were crowded together.

Looking up, the mid-air is full of wires and clotheslines, large and small TV antennas are scattered all over the place, like pots occupying the only space left on each balcony.

Yin Jiaming was not at all unfamiliar with this environment.

He spent his days in a slum like this when he was a child, so he walked through the streets and alleys like a fish in water, accurately avoiding various obstacles in the alleys during his actions, swift and silent.

Probably because Yin Jiaming's movements are so natural, he is obviously tall and strong, but under the cover of night and dark alleys, he can be as inconspicuous as a shadow, even passers-by occasionally, Surprisingly, he didn't notice that he was the wanted suspect in the whole city.

Soon, Yin Jiaming found "No. 8 Zuolun Street".

It was a narrow and cramped three-story building. At first glance, the whole building seemed to be dimly lit, with half of the lights not on.

--Oops!

Yin Jiaming's heart skipped a beat, feeling bad.

It's only 25:[-]. For Jincheng people who are used to nightlife, the night has just begun, and it's not the time to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

There is no light in the house, which most likely means that there is no one at home.

And the owner of the house happened to be a gangster who participated in the Jincheng robbery, and nearly a month had passed since the robbery.

Immediately, the worst guess came to Yin Jiaming's mind - Xie Taiping might have taken the property he robbed and fled far away!