Super Time Detective

Monday, August 8, at 23:42 p.m.

In Ye Huairui's villa.

Officer Huang is very efficient.

He originally agreed to give Ye Huairui an answer on Tuesday at the latest, but he came here with his things excitedly not long after get off work on Monday.

When receiving Police Officer Huang, Ye Huairui was actually a little anxious.

He hadn't been able to get in touch with Yin Jiaming for two days, and finally waited until today's weather forecast said that the probability of rain in the evening was over 80.00%, and it happened that Officer Huang came to the door.

However, what Police Officer Huang wanted to say was also a very important business, so Ye Huairui could only entertain the guests while secretly praying that the coming heavy rain would come later.

"I have found the news about Taiping's bereaved family."

Officer Huang's way of speaking is still so direct.

"It's just that the situation is a bit beyond my expectation."

He found the information he found from the bag and put it in front of Ye Huairui.

"Xie Taiping's ex-wife, Du Juan, and his two sons are all dead."

Ye Huairui had just picked up the information, and before he had time to take a look at it, he heard the shocking news.

"died!?"

He looked up in surprise, "All three are dead?"

Ye Huairui paid special attention to their birth dates when he was flipping through the files.

Calculated according to her birthday, Xie Taiping's ex-wife, Du Juan, should be 75 years old this year, which is not too young, but his two sons, Xie Dong and Xie Nan, were 51 years old and 49 years old. They were still in their prime, and they both passed away. This is really not normal.

"No, it's not just these three people."

Police officer Huang's face darkened, "Their family is almost the same as "Reaper ○". In just two years, almost all of them died."

Next, the police officer gave Ye Huairui a detailed account of the details he asked someone to investigate.

As early as 1981, Xie Taiping’s ex-wife, Du Juan, divorced him. She took her two sons, who were only in their early teens at the time, to defect to her natal relatives, and immigrated to Siam, where she settled in a suburb near Chiang Mai. A farm is considered to have taken root in a foreign country.

Du Juan is quite a business-minded woman, she runs the farm well, and she has saved some money.

But she is a single parent with two children, she is both a father and a mother, and she has to do housework. She suffers from emphysema in her old age, and she stays sick all the year round. She spends half of the year in the hospital, and the rest Living at home on oxygen.

And her two sons, Xie Dong and Xie Nan, also married and started a business when they grew up. The eldest son became a truck driver, while the second son stayed on the farm to inherit the family business and take care of his sick mother.

However, four years ago, on March 2017, 3, Xie Nan visited friends in Chiang Mai.

The next day, March 3, he was found lying on the roadbed of the road he had to pass to get home. There were tire marks on his body from being run over by a car. He had been dead for several hours.

The police judged that Xie Nan was in a car accident when he was returning home, and the driver of the car accident fled.

Four months later, on July 2017, 7, Xie Nan's brother Xie Dong took his son Timmy to the farm to visit his seriously ill mother.

The two stewed a pot of miscellaneous fish stew at noon. Unexpectedly, unkilled puffer fish was mixed in the miscellaneous fish, and both father and son were poisoned.His son Timmy died on the spot, and Xie Dong died two hours after being sent to the hospital.

After the police investigated, they learned that Xie Dong bought the miscellaneous fish and cooked the rice himself, so they regarded it as a terrible food poisoning and closed the case as an "accident".

Then, about a month later, on August 8, the old man who had been seriously ill for several years, after experiencing the triple blow of the death of his two sons and his grandson, his condition deteriorated and he closed his eyes forever on his bed at home.

And that's not all.

About half a year later, on February 2018, 2, Xie Dong's widow, 28-year-old Pakwan, was found burned to death on the bed in the bedroom of his apartment.

After the firefighters extinguished the fire, they checked and found that the burned area was only four square meters. A large living person was burned to death just like that.

Because no trace of the intruder was found in the apartment, and Pakwan began to drink heavily after the death of her husband and only son, using alcohol and tobacco to escape reality.Therefore, the police judged that the woman smoked on the bed after being drunk, and the cigarette butts ignited the sheets and bedding after she died of drunkenness, which caused the tragedy.

Ye Huairui: "..."

After listening to Officer Huang's narration, he didn't know what to say for a long time.

Five death scenes, six human lives, appalling, yet plausible, each one seems like an accident.

"So……"

After a while, Ye Huairui asked:

"The survivors of Xie Taiping are all dead?"

"Oh, not yet."

Officer Huang shook his head and replied:

"Xie Nan... is Xie Taiping's second son. He has a daughter named Jaa, who is only 17 years old and has just graduated from middle school."

He said:

"The girl is still alive and has recently returned to her family's farm."

Ye Huairui nodded, his expression seemed thoughtful.

"Now, those people who were related to me back then are all dead."

Officer Huang asked:

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Huairui frowned and pondered for a moment, then replied:

"I want to go and see."

"You mean to go to Siam?"

Officer Huang showed a look of disapproval:

"But, if you go there now, what can you find out? That girl was only 13 years old when her parents died. It's impossible to tell her what treasures are hidden in the house, right?"

"Well, you have a point."

Ye Huairui lowered his gaze, a wrinkle formed between his brows:

"However, I always feel that things are not that simple."

He poked his fingers on several pages of information, "This is not the real "Reaper ○", how could it be such a coincidence, every survivor of the robbers, Wang Yan, Du Juan, Xie Dong and Xie Nan...all died Woolen cloth?"

Ye Huairui raised his eyelids and glanced at Police Officer Huang:

"Moreover, none of the deaths of these people seemed 'suspicious' at first glance."

He deliberately added an accent to the word "suspicious".

Officer Huang frowned deeply upon hearing this:

"You mean, after Du Juan and his two sons were killed, they pretended to be an accident? — Just like Wang Yan?"

"Not sure yet."

Ye Huairui replied:

"Just, I want to go and see."

Officer Huang actually wanted to say, even if it was really an accidental murder disguised, these people have been dead for three or four years, so there probably aren't many relics left, right?Besides, you are not familiar with Siam, and you don’t have any help, so what can you do if you go to see it?

But he knew that Ye Huairui's ideas were always upright, so he couldn't persuade him even if he persuaded him.

And after Wang Yan's autopsy investigation, Police Officer Huang was impressed by the professional level of Forensic Ye, and he really had some thoughts in his heart that "I'm sure he can really find something".

"alright."

Officer Huang spread his hands, "It's in the farm's address information, you can go there by yourself."

After finishing speaking, he took out his notebook, scribbled a few lines on it, and then tore off the page.

"This man's name is Pob. He is a police officer in Chiang Mai. He has a very close relationship with me. It is thanks to him that I was able to collect information on Xie Taiping's bereaved family so quickly this time."

He handed the note with the contact information of Officer Pob to Ye Huairui.

"In short, if you need help over there, just call him."

After Police Officer Huang finished what he was going to say, he didn't intend to chat with Forensic Ye Ye for a few more words, so he just said goodbye and left.

Ye Huairui sent people all the way to the door.

It's just that neither of them noticed that Ye Huairui's briefcase was on the sofa while they were talking.

The briefcase was tightly attached to the inside of the corner of the pillow, and a small bug was stuck to it.

After sending Officer Huang away, Ye Huairui first called back to the office to take three days of personal leave, then booked a flight ticket online, and then started packing.

At 11:30 in the evening, accompanied by rumbling thunder, the torrential rain finally poured down.

Ye Huairui quickly put down the half-packed suitcase and ran down the basement.

Yin Jiaming also waited for him for two days. When he saw Ye Huairui coming, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He opened his arms and gave Ye Huairui a loving hug from the air.

Ye Huairui was taken aback for a moment, then stretched out his hand, wrapping around Yin Jiaming's waist like hugging an invisible ghost.

[A Rui. 】

Yin Jiaming lowered his head and rubbed his chin against Ye Huairui's cheek, as if he wanted to imagine the feeling of the other's hair touching his skin.

【You came!You are finally here! 】

"Ah."

Ye Huairui responded in a low voice:

"Sorry, it hasn't rained these days."

Yin Jiaming smiled and shook his head, and used his fingers to fiddle with his sweetheart's hair, but unfortunately he couldn't really touch Ye Huairui's seemingly soft hair.

【I know, you must miss me too, right? 】

As soon as Ye Huairui looked up, he met Yin Jiaming's dark and bright eyes at a very close distance, and read from them a deep affection that transcended time and space. A heart seemed to be about to burst, thump There was a thump and a wild jump.

He knew that he really fell through this time.

- Really, too bad!

Ye Huairui felt like the sun god who was shot by Cupid's arrow, and he couldn't control the fiery emotion in his chest that had nowhere to pour out.

All the rationality that can be explained, or the gains and losses at both ends of the balance, is just because you haven't met the person who can make you pour everything into it.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them couldn't meet each other now, Ye Huairui would have put aside all the so-called forbearance, restraint and reserve, and just rushed forward, and it would be a pleasure to kiss someone down.

And Yin Jiaming obviously felt the same way.

The gazes of the two were like syrup that was too thick to be stirred, and also like tangled cobwebs, densely entangled, inextricably linked and inseparable.

Although the two have expressed their feelings to each other, the time they can spend together is too short, and they are eager to exchange information every time, so that it has become a luxury to express their hearts to each other through eyes.

They stood facing each other like this, with their arms around a phantom of a lover who could not be touched, and stared into each other's eyes at a very close distance, letting time pass by.

The two wasted at least 5 minutes.

"cough."

In the end, Ye Huairui remembered that he still had important business to do.

"By the way, I found some new clues. I'm going to Siam tomorrow."

He said to Yin Jiaming:

"I'll be back in about two or three days, okay?"