Super Time Detective

Tuesday, July 7, at 27:35pm.

Ye Huairui drove the car into the underground parking lot of a high-rise apartment. After parking the car, he went through two levels of access control, and used the temporary key card given to him by the security guard, and took the elevator up to the [-]th floor.

This apartment is a large flat with a single ladder and a single family. According to the property price in Jincheng, it can't be bought without tens of millions.

Coupled with strict security and good privacy, the people living in this building are either rich or expensive, and many of them are celebrities with certain status in society.

The person living on the [-]th floor is Zhao Cuihua, a well-known director in Jincheng.

Ye Huairui is just a small forensic doctor. Even if he is a well-known newcomer in the industry, getting the contact information of an international leader is basically as difficult as calling Zhang ○ Mou, let alone getting the contact information of an international leader. The other party took time out of his busy schedule to receive you alone.

Fortunately, Ye Huairui has a rich father who can turn ghosts around.

He rang the doorbell.

Soon, a middle-aged woman who looked like a Filipino maid opened the door for him.

"Dr. Ye, right?"

The woman spoke a not very authentic Jincheng dialect, and politely invited him into the room, "Mr. is waiting for you in the study."

The aunt led Ye Huairui into the study, turned around and left the room, and went to make tea for the guests.

Zhao Cuihua is 59 years old this year, and will soon reach her sixtieth year.

But maybe it's because of proper maintenance, or because he is still strong, Director Zhao looks ten years younger than his actual age, with hale and hearty eyes, loud and powerful speech, full of spirit, full of the style of a movie boss.

Zhao Cuihua didn't put on airs in front of Ye Huairui, but like a kind and talkative elder, she shook hands with this unknown little forensic doctor, patted him on the shoulder affectionately, and beckoned him to sit down.

At this time, the aunt brought two cups of tea, put them respectfully in front of the two, and quickly retreated out, closing the door for them.

"Nephew."

Zhao Cuihua picked up the teacup, flipped the lid on the edge, brought it to her lips and took a sip:

"You said, do you have something to ask me about the robbery 39 years ago?"

Ever since "Golden City Heist" exploded at the box office, the popularity of this old case has suddenly been hyped up again.

A lot of people came to him to get close, from investors to big and small brokers, they were all asking when your old man will make a sequel?Is there a chance to collaborate?

But Ye Huairui is a forensic doctor.

Although forensic doctor Ye is good-looking, tall and handsome, with a gentle manner, in terms of figure and appearance, there is nothing wrong with mixing in the entertainment industry, but he is indeed a forensic doctor, the kind who works for a government agency and eats the emperor's food.

It's interesting that a forensic doctor came to see me specially because of a 39-year-old case.

"Is such that."

Ye Huairui sat up straight and explained to Zhao Cuihua the reason for his visit:

"Director Zhao, may I ask, do you or anyone in your team know Yin Jiaming himself?"

Zhao Cuihua is 59 years old this year, and 39 years ago, she was in her twenties. This possibility does exist.

Director Zhao supported his jaw with one hand, without nodding or shaking his head, he asked instead, "Nephew, why do you think so?"

"Because your film is really good."

Ye Huairui smiled:

"I really like your movie, so I checked the file of this case in the bureau, and found that many details of the case, especially Yin Jiaming's life, are very consistent with your movie..."

"I understand!"

Zhao Cuihua laughed out loud:

"You mean, unless it's someone involved with Yin Jiaming, it's hard to know that much, right?"

Ye Huairui nodded.

Director Zhao put away his smile and changed to a serious expression:

"What are you asking about this?"

Seeing Zhao Cuihua's reaction, Ye Huairui was [-]% sure of his guess.

At the same time, he also knew that if he wanted to ask the truth from Director Zhao, who had spent most of his life in the entertainment industry, he had to at least express his sincerity first.

"Is such that."

Ye Huairui replied:

"I recently bought a villa and found some old things in the villa..."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on a photo in the album, and pushed the screen in front of Zhao Cuihua.

Director Zhao looked down and found that it was an old magazine page, the title was scratched a few times with a pen, and a line of handwritten characters next to it - "I am not a murderer!!"

Zhao Cuihua was stunned.

Then he grabbed the phone, moved the screen away, and squinted his eyes to look carefully at the line on the photo.

"...that's Brother Ming's calligraphy."

Director Zhao let out a long sigh, and indirectly admitted his relationship with Yin Jiaming, "I can recognize it, these are indeed his characters."

Ye Huairui asked: "You and Yin Jiaming...?"

"Haha, nephew, you are so smart, you must have already guessed it."

Zhao Cuihua laughed, "Yes, I used to be his younger brother."

As he spoke, he pulled up the home jacket sleeve on his left hand, revealing a small faded tattoo.

"Back then, I was just a street gangster, relying on the protection fee from the boss to mix some pocket money... Later, if brother Ming hadn't taken me in, I'm afraid I would have been hacked to death sometime during the 'opening'."

Zhao Cuihua returned the phone to Ye Huairui, "Did you find these in the villa you bought?"

Ye Huairui nodded solemnly.

He briefly explained to Director Zhao where the villa he bought was, and that he found the basement and found some Yin Jiaming's remnants in the basement.

After Zhao Cuihua finished listening, she showed a sudden realization expression.

"No wonder, it turned out that he was hiding in the basement of that villa..."

Director Zhao murmured:

"I guess someone should be helping him... Now that I think about it, it's Lele, right? She's the only one who can hide things so tightly..."

Ye Huairui didn't know who "Lele" was, and he couldn't tell the gender of "she" in Chinese, but he guessed that it was probably Yin Jiaming's younger brother.

he asked:

"Then, Director Zhao, do you know what happened to that robbery back then?"

"Ugh!"

Zhao Cuihua sighed again:

"If I knew what was going on, I would have gone to the police!"

He seemed to be very regretful, "You were not born in 82, and you hadn't seen that battle! The case was a big one, and the whole city was talking about it."

Zhao Cuihua pointed to herself:

"I was the lobby manager of Ming Ge Hotel back then. Everyone knew that I had a close relationship with him. The police kept watching me very closely. At that time, there was no mobile phone network WeChat, and even the BB phone number was monitored by the CALL station. , it is impossible for me to contact Brother Ming..."

He looked at Ye Huairui.

"Nephew, I guess you want to ask me if the plot in the movie is true... Unfortunately, I have to tell you, no."

Zhao Cuihua answered frankly:

"The screenwriter and I spent several years making up the script, based on the clues released by the police and our own understanding of the situation at the time."

"I see."

Ye Huairui was not very surprised by this answer.

"However, Director Zhao, you believe that Yin Jiaming is innocent, right?"

"of course!"

Without even thinking about it, Zhao Cuihua gave her answer in a second:

"I have been with Brother Ming for four years, and we see each other almost every day. I have seen the three moles on his right buttock countless times! I don't know what kind of person he is!"

Director Zhao put down the teacup with a firm tone.

"Brother Ming, he usually looks romantic, but he doesn't even have a woman. He doesn't prostitute, gamble or take drugs, so he has no place to spend his money! You said he spent so much effort to steal millions of jewels , what is he planning?"

Indeed, in criminal investigation, "criminal motive" is a very important part.

If what Zhao Cuihua said was true, then Yin Jiaming was not short of money, so he would not have the biggest motive for armed robbery.

"Also, Brother Ming is really righteous. Among us brothers, who hasn't received his favor?"

As she spoke, Zhao Cuihua raised her hand and pointed to a photo hanging on the wall, "Here, my Gigi."

Ye Huairui looked up and saw Zhao Cuihua in her 30s in the photo, holding a tan dog in her arms.

The dog looks a little older, with a slightly thin body. There seems to be something wrong with the right ear, which can't stand up. There is an obvious half-moon gap at the base of the ear.

"Gigi was originally a stray dog. Brother Ming picked it up and kept it in the hotel garden. Later, Brother Ming had an accident and the hotel changed its general manager. I was afraid that someone would bully it, so I adopted it myself."

He said to Ye Huairui:

"Look, brother Ming will pick up stray dogs even when he sees them being bullied. How can a person like him shoot and kill? Or kill two underage children!?"

Zhao Cuihua opened the chatterbox, but couldn't close it anymore.

"At that time, I liked watching movies and taking pictures. I asked someone to bring a very expensive Kodak to Citigroup, and I took pictures everywhere."

Ye Huairui nodded.

He thought to himself, so that's how the pictures at the end of the movie came from.

"Our brothers laughed at me when they saw it, they like filming so much, they go to Hollywood to be a director! I said I want to, I have no money, will you sponsor me?"

Director Zhao paused:

"I was a gangster who didn't graduate from elementary school. Who would take it seriously when I said I wanted to make a movie? I didn't believe it myself! But Brother Ming took it seriously!"

Having said that, Zhao Cuihua showed nostalgia.

"He said yes, if you want to learn, you can learn it. There are multiple skills and multiple paths. Do you want to be a lobby manager for the rest of your life?"

Director Zhao sighed softly:

"Then he paid me to study, to study photography, directing and film production..."

Ye Huairui could tell that Zhao Cuihua held back these words for a long time, and there was no one to say them.

"...Brother Ming is my nobleman."

Director Zhao paused word by word, with a firm tone:

"So I filmed "Golden City Robbery" not to whitewash him, but because I knew that the criminal who would kill children and the police is absolutely impossible to be Brother Ming whom I know!"