Super Time Detective

"Crash!"

The tall man never imagined that the moment he opened the door, a plastic bucket filled with water would fall from the sky.

The man's reaction was quick.

He raised his hand to block the falling bucket, and quickly jumped back a big step. Only a small amount of water splashed on him, and even wet his trousers and shoes and socks.

The tall man was startled.

But he soon realized that the water was neither hot nor acid-base.

The man stuck out his tongue and licked a drop of water that splashed on the back of his hand. It tasted slightly salty, but that was all.

Just when he was feeling astonished, he suddenly heard a sound of "Zi", and then an indescribable paralysis that he had never experienced before swept his whole body along with severe pain...

The tall man fell convulsively.

The moment he fell, all the light sources in the cabin went out at the same time.

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Ye Huairui was startled the moment the lights went out.

Then he realized that the wiring in this wooden house was too old to bear the load of the leakage, and it tripped immediately.

Fortunately, that short second just now was enough for his trap to work.

He opened the curtain of the inner room and glanced outside.

The corridor and the room were all pitch-black. He could only take advantage of the moonlight coming in from the window to see a person lying beside the door of the outer room, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Ye Huairui let out a long breath of relief.

This was another trap he came up with in haste.

Ye Huairui asked Jiaer to pour the unused saline solution from Ms. Du Juan's infusion at home into a small bucket, then hang it on the door beam of the room with a rope, and tie a slipknot on the doorknob at the end of the rope.

As long as someone opened the door, the knot on the doorknob would loosen and the bucket would fall.

Ye Huairui cut off the wiring of a mopboard, exposing the inner copper wire, and glued the cut to the door, while he hid in the inner room with the end with the plug.

When the gangster knocked over the bucket when he opened the door, Ye Huairui immediately inserted the plug into the socket—a path was formed, the current flowed through the wires, and then into the intruder's body through salt water, turning the person over directly.

The reason why he used the remote control car to separate the two thieves was because he knew that the bucket trap was too rough, and the capacity of the thousand milliliters could not be poured over a wide range.

If the saline doesn't wet the man, or at least the gangster's shoes, the Siamese's favorite rubber-soled shoes may make his trap fail.

Ye Huairui's thinking has always been clear.

He wants to break through one by one, reducing the threat as much as possible.

Now, at least once more, he's done it.

Ye Huairui hesitated for two seconds, wondering if he should take the risk of rushing over to find if there was a gun on the fallen man.

But another figure had already appeared by the door.

Ye Huairui heard the man yell a few words in Siamese, probably calling for his fallen accomplice.

However, the man vigilantly did not put down the weapon in his hand, and did not even bend down to check the opponent's situation.

Then the man stepped over his motionless companion and walked towards the room.

"!!"

Ye Huairui felt cold all over.

All his arrangements have been exhausted.

The time Ye Huairui was allowed to think was very short.

He hesitated for two seconds between "turn and run" and "fight to the death".

And in these two seconds, the previous choice was no longer possible.

Because the short man seemed to have guessed that Ye Huairui and Jia'er must be hiding inside, walked quickly through the outer room, and ran straight towards the inner room.

--Fight! !

Ye Huairui gritted his teeth, rushed out from the corner, and rushed towards the man who raised his hand to open the curtain.

In the darkness, the short man was caught off guard and was knocked down by Ye Huairui, and the two rolled into a ball.

Ye Huairui was slightly taller than the gangster, but in terms of physique, the other party was a lot stronger than him.

The man was still holding the gun in his hand, while Ye Huairui pressed his hand holding the gun tightly with both hands, trying to take the gun away.

They wrestled together like two gladiators fighting for life and death.

However, in terms of strength, Ye Huairui is no match for a strong gangster.

The short man punched Ye Huairui hard in the face.

The poor frail scholar who had never fought, let alone suffered a beating, suddenly felt a golden light flashing in front of his eyes, his mind went blank, and his hands lost strength instantly.

The short man took the opportunity to jump up, the hand holding the gun broke free from the restraint, and the muzzle of the gun pointed forward.

"boom!"

Gunshots sounded.

The short man pulled the trigger.

"Boom!"

Yin Jiaming's enamel cup fell to the ground, and it was smashed heavily with a muffled sound.

Half a cup of tea in the cup was spilled, leaving a water mark on the floor of the secret room.

Yin Jiaming sat on the chair without bending down to pick up the cup.

He just stared blankly at the water stains on the ground being slowly absorbed by the concrete floor.

For some reason, Yin Jiaming felt a sense of ominous premonition welling up in his chest for no reason.

He never believed in a sixth sense, because he had never had such a thing before—but at this moment, he felt palpitations and panic, and he knew clearly that he was worried about Ye Huairui.

"no, I can not……"

Yin Jiaming murmured.

"A Rui, he will be fine..."

He seemed to want to comfort himself, but also seemed to be giving himself confidence.

"It'll be fine..."

"I want to trust Ah Rui, he will be fine..."

While Yin Jiaming kept repeating these words, he bent down and reached out to reach for the cup on the ground.

But he saw his fingers trembling.

——What are you panicking about! ?

Yin Jiaming clenched his teeth, trying to calm himself down.

Finally, he grabbed the handle of the cup and picked it up.

"Boom!"

Yin Jiaming knocked the empty cup heavily on the desk.

Same time, 39 years later.

Ye Huairui is at a time of life and death.

Just now, one second before the short man was about to pull the trigger, Ye Huairui seemed to have divine help, and at the critical moment, he bumped into the man's hand holding the gun, deflecting the gun by ten centimeters.

The bullet flew past Ye Huairui's waist.

The burning pain and the fear of being shot almost made him sober up a lot in an instant.

Before the gangster could adjust the direction of the gun, Ye Huairui desperately grabbed the gun from the opponent's hand.

"Boom!"

The man's arm hit the ground hard, and the pistol was finally released.

The two wrestled together again.

The light in the room was very dark. During the fight, the pistol was kicked by someone, and it slid several meters along the floor, and it rolled to nowhere.

The gangster got angry.

During the struggle, he pressed Ye Huairui to the ground and grabbed his neck with both hands.

The short man's hands were extremely strong, and he aimed at crushing Ye Huairui's throat.

In just ten seconds, Ye Huairui was unable to think due to brain ischemia, and was about to fall into a coma.

"boom!"

Just then, another shot rang out.

Amidst the loud noise, warm blood mist sprayed out, blasting Ye Huairui's face.

Then, the short man's body hit Ye Huairui heavily.

"Cough! Cough cough cough cough!!"

The shackles around his throat were loosened, and the air suddenly rushed into Ye Huairui's throat, causing him to cough violently.

The short man's body was still pressing on him, Ye Huairui instinctively wanted to push the weight away, but he felt dizzy, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't exert any strength.

"Forensic Ye!"

In a daze, he heard a girl's voice calling him with a crying tone, and a force was pulling his arm.

Finally, half a minute later, he managed to calm down. Although half of his field of vision was dark, he could barely move.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

He couldn't speak for a while, but he managed to push away the corpse on his body and struggled to get up.

Only then did Ye Huairui finally understand what happened just now.

Jiaer threw a gun at his feet and was looking at him helplessly.And the short man had a hole in the back of his head, apparently blasted out by a bullet at a very close distance.

"Yes, sorry..."

Jiaer was shaking like chaff, her face covered with tears, "I, I just... shot..."

She said:

"I, I want to save you..."

Ye Huairui waved at the girl, then stood up unsteadily.

He wanted to speak, but his throat had just been severely pinched, and now it was really difficult to utter a single syllable.

But the crisis between the two has not been resolved.

Because at this time, Bon dragged his injured leg, moved to the stairs, raised his neck, and shouted a few words in Siamese towards the second floor.

Ye Huairui couldn't understand, and couldn't respond.

But Bon's words seem to have stimulated Jiaer.

The little girl had just fired a gun, and the fierceness in her bones was completely aroused, and she also became ruthless at this time.

She picked up the gun from the ground and pulled the trigger towards the stairs.

After a "bang" gunshot, Jiaer shouted hysterically in Siamese:

"Both of your companions are dead!"

"They were killed by me!"

"We have guns now!"

"Come up! I'll kill you!"

Bon downstairs was silent.

He dared not believe that what the girl said was true.

His two companions were strong and fierce men with guns in their hands, yet they were killed by a frail scholar and a little girl! ?

But his companions did not answer him, and the girl did have a gun in her hand.

While confirming this, Bon turned and fled.

Dragging his injured foot that was pierced by nails, he left behind his companion whose life and death were unknown without hesitation, and struggled to get out of the window he had turned in earlier...

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After confirming that Bon didn't go upstairs, Jiaer finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She closed the safety, and then, like throwing away some hot potato, she threw the gun aside.

After experiencing too many things in one night, Jiaer almost collapsed.

However, when she turned around, she saw Ye Huairui helping the gangster who was electrocuted and fell to the ground.

Jiaer: "Forensic Ye!?"

She couldn't understand why Ye Huairui did this at all.

Ye Huairui wanted to explain.

But it is difficult for him to make a sound now, and there is no room left.

He was racing against time to save the tall man.

——In any case, this person must not be allowed to die like this!

Ye Huairui gave him an order in his heart while performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Because this man is a worker in their office.

Ye Huairui knew that if he wanted to help Yin Jiaming get rid of the dual charges of robber and murderer, Wang Yugong had to live!