Super Time Detective

Friday, August 8, at 27:45pm.

Siam Chiang Mai International Airport.

Ye Huairui couldn't help but went to the flight attendant to ask again, but the only answer he got was "there is no boarding arrangement at the moment, please wait patiently".

He dragged his suitcase and sat down on the seat in the waiting area, anxious and helpless.

Originally, Ye Huairui's flight was supposed to take off an hour ago, but it has been delayed until now, and it is not known when it will be delayed.

But it was useless for him to worry.

Because the weather in Jincheng is very bad today, all flights to Jincheng are delayed.

Ye Huairui was extremely helpless, but now all he could do was look up halfway and watch the planes, big and small, fly away one after another on the tarmac outside the glass wall.

The day before, that is, on the night of August 8, Ye Huairui experienced a thrilling night attack on the Bonte Farm. After he almost died, he accidentally caught the worker Wang in their station.

Then, Ye Huairui spent the whole day on the 26th yesterday to deal with the aftermath of this incident.

On Wang Yugong's Jincheng certificate, his name is Wang Yang, and he is a second-generation Chinese who came back from Siam. There seems to be no problem.

But now that such a big case has come out, after comparing the information from Siam and Jincheng, it turns out that the so-called Wang Yang is actually not the original person at all.

In other words, when Wang Yugong was in Siam, he used some method to replace the identity of a certain person and became another person, and then used the legal identity of "Wang Yang" to apply for a job in Jincheng, and entered the Jincheng Judicial Police Bureau for forensic testing. Place.

At the same time, based on the information provided by Jia Er, police officer Pob quickly found the file of a nurse named Diau in a nearby nursing home. Looking at the photos, it was undoubtedly the man who was knocked down by Ye Huairui with electricity.

After careful investigation, Officer Pob found that Diau's information was also very suspicious—in other words, it might not be the first time he approached the target in the name of someone else to do that illegal thing.

However, Wang Yang, or Diau, stopped breathing and heartbeat for a period of time after being electrocuted. After Ye Huairui's first aid, although his life was saved, he became unconscious due to cerebral hypoxia and was sent to the ICU. , I don't know when I will wake up, let alone when I can interrogate.

As for the other murderer who was shot and killed by Jiaer, he was a local gangster in Chiang Mai. He was a desperado who would do anything as long as he had money. Not long after it was released.

Bon, who escaped, had to seek medical treatment from a local black doctor because of a worsening nail wound on his leg, but was discovered by an informant and was arrested by the police last night.

Ye Huairui confessed his doubts and guesses about Wang Yang to Officer Pob. After Officer Pob heard that this person might be related to the Jincheng robbery 39 years ago, his attitude suddenly became a little more cautious.

He promised Ye Huairui that he would investigate the case carefully, and he would give an explanation for the case of Jiaer's father, grandmother and others.

It's just that reconnaissance takes time, and it also needs to cooperate with the Jincheng police. In addition, the most important witness is still in a coma, and there will definitely be no results in a short time.

So Ye Huairui decided to return home today.

He has a lot to say to Yin Jiaming.

And since he hadn't seen each other for four days, he was worried about Yin Jiaming, because he was afraid that something would happen to "history" before he knew it.

However, God did not wish.

The more anxious Ye Huairui was, the more the weather was against him.

Thousands of miles away, the weather in Jincheng has changed since noon. It has been raining intermittently for a long time. Although it will not be completely suspended, all flights have been delayed to varying degrees. There is no certainty when they will be able to fly.

"Yin Jiaming..."

Ye Huairui was thinking about a certain person's appearance in his heart, and his mind was so absorbed in thinking, that his mouth bald, and he actually called out that name.

"..."

Ye Huairui pursed his lips when he realized that he had accidentally spoken out.

He admitted that he really missed Yin Jiaming.

It's an emotion only for the one you love.

Worrying, returning home like an arrow, not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns, and I feel uneasy because of missing.

He wanted to see Yin Jiaming.

Want to hear him talk.

Want to see what he looks like.

It doesn't matter even if you can't touch it.

At least he wanted to know if he was safe.

At the same moment, Jincheng in 1982, in the basement of a certain villa.

Yin Jiaming was changing clothes.

This is the first time he has dressed carefully since he hid in this secret room.

Yin Jiaming put on a new shirt that was ironed, put on a royal blue tie, then put on a high-end hand-made black suit, and then put on black leather shoes from a famous Italian brand.

When he was the general manager of Ruibao Hotel, he often appeared in suits and leather shoes, looking like a dog in all kinds of jeweled and brightly lit occasions, and he was already used to such a dress.

But it's only been a month, but even the movement of wearing cuff buttons is a little rusty.

However, although he is still a fugitive, today he has to pack himself up seriously.

Because he was going to attend Ah Hu's funeral.

Originally, because he didn't want Yin Jiaming to be in danger, Lele planned to hide it from Yin Jiaming and not tell him that Ah Hu was buried today.

But Zhao Cuihua felt that with Brother Ming's temperament, not being able to do anything to help Ah Hu was enough to make him feel guilty. If he couldn't even send this last one to his brother, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

And Zhao Cuihua thought from Ah Hu's point of view, and felt that the fool must really hope that Brother Ming, whom he admired, respected and admired the most, would send him off for the last time—even if he just hid in the dark and watched him from afar. One glance is also good.

Obviously Zhao Cuihua guessed what Yin Jiaming was thinking.

Today, Yin Jiaming decided to go to Ahu's funeral no matter what.

Not only would he go, but he would also send his brother off in the most solemn and solemn manner.

There was no mirror in the basement, so Yin Jiaming changed into his suit, shaved carefully in front of the reflection in the washbasin, and started combing his hair again.

He hasn't had a haircut for more than a month, and his hair has grown quite a bit. His bangs have drooped over his eyebrows, a little bit of pomade has been applied, and he is combed to the sides. He is still as handsome as before, with a bit of a prodigal temperament.

After tidying up his appearance from head to toe, Yin Jiaming thought for a while, then returned to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a watch from the depths.

This is Banbery's Ref.3448, Patek Philippe's first model, and also the world's first mass-produced automatic perpetual calendar watch. It is very rare and expensive enough to be handed down from generation to generation.

This watch was a treasure he bought for himself with the wages he had saved over the years.

It is also proof that he has become a decent man from a small gangster who stole cinders for the winter in the slum.

Even when he ran away in the middle of the night that night, Young Master Yin did not forget to take this watch out of the bedside table and carried it with him.

Yin Jiaming looked down at the watch in his hand.

The pure white surface, bright gold frame and hands still shine brightly even in the dark basement.

He has always worn it with care, so there is not even a scratch on the dial, except for the imprint of the buckle on the black belt, it is almost brand new.

Yin Jiaming's heart skipped a beat.

He brought the watch close to his ear, and he could hear the crisp, regular and pleasant clicking sound of the movement when it was running.

One sound per second, equal to the heart rate.

Yin Jiaming changed his mind.

He didn't wear the watch on his wrist, but put it in his shirt pocket.

——If I can survive this catastrophe, I will give this watch to A Rui.

Thinking of this, Yin Jiaming's lips curled up in a sweet arc.

——In this way, Ah Rui can feel my body temperature and heartbeat.

At 25:[-] in the afternoon, Yin Jiaming slipped into Lele's car smoothly.

Yes, because Yin Jiaming had to go out during the day, Yin Jiaming could only take Lele's car.

This time, Lele put on an expensive black dress and dressed up as a rich mistress who came to watch the buildings in the villa area. She parked the car at the place agreed with Yin Jiaming in advance, and deliberately did not lock the door.

Yin Jiaming just needs to see the opportunity, sneak into the car and hide in the back seat.

Fortunately, Ah Hu's cemetery is in the suburbs, not far from this villa area, and he doesn't have to go through the bustling roads in the city center. Even if he goes out in broad daylight, he doesn't have to worry too much about being checked by the traffic police.

The plan went well.

When Lele returned from a stroll around the unfinished villa area with the sales agent, and returned to his car, he heard a familiar voice from the back seat:

"Let's go."

Outside the car window, the enthusiastic sales agent manager was still waving enthusiastically a few meters away to bid farewell to the future financial owner's mother.

Lele adjusted the angle of the rear mirror, and sure enough, she saw a tall figure in black with a cat waist in the back seat.

The girl turned her head and smiled at the agent, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away in the black crown she borrowed.

The car drove towards the cemetery.

The weather doesn't seem very good today.

After noon, the sky has been gloomy, the air is humid and hot, and the air pressure is very low.

This is clearly a sign of heavy rain, but I have been holding back from the afternoon until now, and not a single drop of rain has fallen.

"It might be raining soon."

Lele looked up at the sky worriedly while driving:

"Hope it doesn't rain at the funeral."

She pursed her lips and said in a low voice:

"It's unlucky to rain when the coffin is lowered...I'm afraid Ah Hu will leave uneasy..."

Yin Jiaming sat in the back seat and opened his mouth, wanting to comfort Lele.

But when he thought of the tragic situation of Ah Hu being pierced to death by random knives, and the murderer who didn't know where he was, he couldn't say anything when he got to his mouth, so he could only clenched his fists silently, staring at the dark clouds in the sky and silently lucking out.

"By the way, Brother Ming."

Lele said again:

"We have already studied the terrain. There is a hill next to the cemetery, and we can clearly see the funeral process... You can stay there later, and Cuihua will come to meet you."

Yin Jiaming was silent for a moment, then nodded.

He really wanted to help the coffin with his own hands, and cultivate some soil for Ahu.

But at the same time, he is very clear about his identity.

The only result of casually appearing in front of a wanted criminal with a price tag of 5 yuan is to call the police immediately.