Super Time Detective

"No, it's impossible to be sure just based on this."

Ye Huairui's career has made him used to being rigorous and honest. Even in the face of a little girl, he would never speak without certainty.

The oxygen flow rate of the oxygen generator is indeed suspicious, but this must be based on the premise that "someone deliberately increased Ms. Du Juan's oxygen flow rate."

This requires several stringent conditions to be met.

First of all, Jiaer's memory is reliable, she really didn't touch the flow adjustment knob by mistake.

Secondly, even if the girl remembered correctly, she had to make sure that no one accidentally touched the oxygen generator in that chaotic environment that day.

Again, it is necessary to rule out the cause of the oxygen generator itself.For example, if there is a problem with the molecular sieve, and the oxygen content of the filtered gas is insufficient, it may be necessary to increase the flow rate to make up for it.This can only be determined after the machine is sent for testing.

Finally, even if the above points are ruled out, it is still necessary to determine whether the person who increased the oxygen flow rate did it on purpose, or whether it was just an accidental operation error.Because it is related to whether it is "intentional" or "negligence", the severity of the nature is also completely different.

"Kaer."

Ye Huairui pointed to the oxygen generator that was still humming, and asked:

"Who operated this instrument when your grandma was still alive?"

"Well, my dad, my uncle, aunt and cousin, and grandma herself also use it."

Jiaer counted with her fingers one by one:

"Of course, there are babysitters and escorts..."

Her face became paler as she spoke, "But... when my grandma died, my father, uncle and cousin were gone, and my aunt didn't come either...so..."

The girl couldn't go on.

Ye Huairui nodded seriously and agreed with her guess.

"Jia'er, you just contacted your former nanny, right?"

Ye Huairui asked:

"So, can you still find someone for the care at that time?"

"Ah, that person..."

Jiaer tried hard to recall the identity of the other party:

"My dad found him. He used to be a male nurse in a nursing home. I don't know his full name. We usually call him Diau."

She took out her phone and started looking through her address book.

"here!"

Jiaer found Diau's phone and pressed the dial button without thinking.

However, a reminder soon came from the handset, telling her that the number had been discontinued.

"This……"

Jia'er raised her head and looked at Ye Huairui with a bright and pleading look in her eyes:

"What should I do now?"

Ye Huairui thought for a while and asked again:

"Do you have a picture of that Diau?"

In fact, he had already thought of contacting Police Officer Pob, and asked him to help investigate the nanny and escort who took care of Ms. Du Juan, especially Diau, who could not be contacted.

Jia Er scratched her head and scratched her head anxiously, turned on the phone and flicked through the photo album desperately, and scrolled halfway through before realizing that she had changed her phone two years ago, and many of the old photos were gone.

And even though Jiaer and Diau lived under the same roof, the two actually didn't have much contact with each other.

In the girl's impression, Diau is a tall, strong, polite and respectful man, but a man of few words. Unless necessary, he hardly takes the initiative to talk to others.

When her grandmother was alive, Diau spent most of the day at his post, never even showing up at the dinner table.

Later, her grandma passed away, and Diau resigned quickly, and since then she has lost contact with her. It was not until today that she found out that the other party had even canceled her mobile phone number.

Ye Huairui: "..."

He has some regrets.

If there were photos, it would be much easier for police officer Pob to investigate, but unfortunately Jiaer couldn't find them.

"That, that... Forensic Ye..."

Jiaer squeezed the phone tightly, with a mixture of fear and confusion on her expression, as well as a hint of anticipation.

"Is there any hope for my grandma's case?"

She pinched Ye Huairui's sleeve nervously, "Also, my father, my uncle and cousin...they also..."

Ye Huairui shook his head with a wry smile.

"It can be investigated, but to what extent it can be investigated is really uncertain."

He sighed softly.

"And I'm just a forensic doctor. If their remains are still there, I might be able to help..."

Even though Siam still retains a fairly high proportion of burials, the remains of several people may still be sleeping underground, but Siam, as a Buddhist country, "opening the coffin for autopsy" is not that simple.

Besides, how many clues can be left behind a corpse that has rotted in a coffin for three or four years, and whether the murderer can be pinpointed, only God knows.

"……what?"

Jia'er heard the words, raised her head and looked at Ye Huairui, with apprehensive eyes, "But, but..."

She said softly:

"My father's body... is still there..."

Ye Huairui: "??"

With his IQ, he couldn't understand the meaning of the word "still" at the moment.

"you mean……?"

Ye Huairui made a gesture pointing to the ground, indicating whether he was buried or not.

"No, no!"

Jiaer kept shaking her head.

When she panicked, she stumbled and couldn't express the Jincheng dialect, which was not very good at all.

"I mean, my father wasn't buried...yes, there hasn't been a funeral yet!"

This time it was Ye Huairui's turn to be shocked.

He remembered that Jiaer's father, Xie Nan, was the first among her close relatives to die. It has been four years and five months since March 2017, 3. How could he not be buried yet?

"it is true!"

The more anxious the girl was, the less she could explain, "My father's body is still in the freezer! It's been frozen for four years!"

Next, in surprise, Ye Huairui finally figured out what was going on.

It turned out that after Xie Nan died, the police gave a conclusion of a "car accident", but Xie's family felt that Xie Nan drank too much alcohol, could not get drunk easily, and was still wandering on the road in the early hours of the morning, so they asked the police to conduct an autopsy and conduct a detailed investigation. investigation.

But the Siam police felt that there was no need for this, so they delayed and delayed again and again on the grounds that the vehicle that caused the accident had not been found. Finally, Jie Dong and Timmy died of puffer fish poisoning, and Ms. Du Juan also died of illness.

After that, the Siam police also contacted Jiaer once, asking her if she wanted to take her father's body back for burial.

But Jiaer insisted that Xie Nan's death was suspicious, so she sternly rejected the other party's suggestion, and the police simply stopped contacting her.

"..."

Ye Huairui didn't know what to say after listening.

"Then, your father's body..."

He tentatively said cautiously:

"Should it still be frozen in the police station's freezer?"

"Big, probably..."

Jiaer is also very confused.

"If they didn't dispose of it without authorization..."

Ye Huairui nodded.

He took out his mobile phone, gestured to the girl "wait a moment", and then called Officer Pob for the second call of the day...

The same time, different time and space, August 1982, 8, at 24:25 pm.

The basement of a villa in the mid-level villa area that is still under construction.

The whole day today, Yin Jiaming was a little restless.

He obviously only met Ye Huairui yesterday, and he knew that he just went to Siam and would be back in two or three days, but whenever Yin Jiaming thought of his family, Ah Rui, working on his case alone in a foreign country, he felt Very restless.

"Tsk!"

Yin Jiaming's cat was in the corner, lit a cigarette, smoked it out in one breath irritably, and put the butt of the cigarette out in an empty can that he used as an ashtray.

He admitted that he was worried, but he couldn't tell what he was worried about.

Thirty-nine years later, in Ye Huairui's era, information was developed and communication was convenient.

And Ye Huairui also promised him that even if he arrived in Siam, he would never mess around, but would contact the local police and pay attention to safety.

Ye Huairui is a very reliable person, of course Yin Jiaming knows it.

But this can't make Master Yin less worried.

He didn't know the era Ye Huairui lived in, and he could only rely on his imagination for Siam's national conditions nearly 40 years later.But the more you think about it, the more you think, and the more you think, the more frightened you become. It's an endless loop.

The two are separated by 39 years of time and space, without the Internet or telephone, and the only way for them to get in touch is to stay in the same small basement, waiting for the rainstorm that will come at an unknown time.

Feng Shui took turns, and Yin Jiaming finally put himself in Ye Huairui's mood.

Come to think of it, when he sneaked out to do this and that, his family, A Rui, was also in such a state of anxiety, looking forward to hearing from him all the time, right?

……

At this moment, footsteps came from the stairs at the basement door.

The visitor's footsteps were light, and Yin Jiaming knew it was Lele as soon as he heard it.

He raised his head.

Sure enough, the girl walked down the stairs with several large bags of supplies and appeared at the narrow door of the basement.

"Smells like smoke!"

Lele wrinkled her nose as soon as she entered the door, "Brother Ming, what's the matter with you? Why are you smoking today?"

She knew that Yin Jiaming didn't have much of a cigarette addiction, and she would only smoke a cigarette when she was upset.

About a month ago, when Yin Jiaming hid in the basement, he was very anxious and smoked more frequently.

Later, for some reason, Lele saw that from a certain point onwards, Yin Jiaming suddenly appeared as if with the help of a god, often came up with strange tricks one after another, and when he slapped his head to come up with an idea, he could often find out something. Yin Jiaming's whole body spirit has also improved a lot, and he hardly smokes anymore.

"What happened?"

Lele asked worriedly.

"It's nothing."

Yin Jiaming couldn't explain to Lele, so he could only vaguely say that he just smoked two randomly.

Lele felt that Yin Jiaming might be annoyed by being locked up, so he didn't continue to entangle in this matter, and just returned the supplies he brought one by one as before.

"These foods are probably enough for you to eat for three or four days."

The girl said:

"I'll be back in a few days. If I need anything..."

Before she finished speaking, Yin Jiaming spoke:

"Are you planning to hide from me and come back after burying Ah Hu secretly?"

Lele was taken aback for a moment, and then showed an expression of "I knew it would be like this".

She let out a long sigh:

"Brother Ming, you really know... Cuihua said it?"