Super Time Detective

Friday, August 2021, 8, at 27:55pm.

The rain in Jincheng was exceptionally heavy today. The torrential rain came one after another. In low-lying places, the water on the road had already flooded the calves of pedestrians.

In such bad weather, almost all the residents do not go out unless necessary. The rush hour has not yet passed, and the number of people and cars on the road is obviously much less than that of a normal Friday.

On the two-kilometer section of the Panshan Highway leading to the villa area in the middle of the mountain, there is only one Bentley driving, and it is as empty as if it is a reserved space.

Ye Huairui sat in the car, looking sideways at the rainstorm outside the window, feeling anxious and inexplicable in his heart.

The driver of the car has been with Ye's father for many years. Naturally, he knows that the boss owes this son a lot of guilt. He always wants to make up for it but doesn't know how to do it. He wants to say something nice to Ye's father along the way, and always strikes up a conversation with Ye Huairui intentionally or unintentionally. .

However, Ye Huairui was only thinking about Yin Jiaming, and he was so upset that he didn't have the leisure time to chat at all.

The driver took the initiative to speak several times, but Mr. Ye only answered him with monosyllables such as "um" and "uh". After making fun of himself, he had to shut his mouth angrily.

No one in the car spoke, and the atmosphere was so solemn that the driver didn't even dare to turn on the stereo.

The overwhelming sound of rain all around became the only background sound.

--Coming.

Ye Huairui suppressed his uneasiness, trying to convince himself with reason.

As long as he turned the corner ahead, he could see the villa area in the middle of the mountain.

His fingers on his knees tangle unconsciously, trying to distract himself with the pain.

——Don't worry, it will be here soon.

He told himself repeatedly that there was no reason to worry, Yin Jiaming must be in the basement of the villa right now, waiting eagerly for him to go back.

Besides, the rain was so heavy today that it might last all night, so he and Yin Jiaming still had a lot of time to chat slowly and carefully all night long.

——But why is he so flustered?

Perhaps sometimes, people's emotions are really beyond the control of reason.

Ye Huairui was full of Yin Jiaming.

Thinking about it makes my heart feel stuffy, and the pain is unbearable.

Obviously the two have only known each other for a month, but if there is a white head like a new one, there will be an overturned one.

Ye Huairui really couldn't tell when he fell in love with that person.

But the love didn't know where it started, and it went deeper and deeper. Before he knew it, Yin Jiaming had taken root in his heart, the roots were intertwined, pierced to the bone and corroded the marrow. With just a slight pull, he could touch the flesh and blood. He might not be able to tear it apart in this life opened.

As for the 39-year time gap between the two, Ye Huairui couldn't control it long ago.

Now he just wants to clear up the confusing and confusing case before history repeats itself, to clear Yin Jiaming's innocence, and to change his mortal ending...

"...don't worry."

Ye Huairui said to himself in a breathy voice:

"Don't worry... you'll be home soon."

——Soon, you can see him.

But at this moment, the car suddenly braked suddenly and stopped.

Ye Huairui leaned forward following inertia, and suddenly came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

"There is a roadblock ahead."

The driver turned his head and said apologetically to Mr. Ye in the back seat:

"Wait a minute, I'll go ask."

After finishing speaking, he opened an umbrella, got out of the car against the pouring rain, and walked forward quickly.

Ye Huairui opened the car window and looked out anxiously.

Soon, the driver came back.

"There was a landslide in front, and sand and gravel blocked most of the road, and now no cars are allowed to pass."

He apologized and explained to Ye Huairui:

"How about I take you back to the master? Or do you want to go somewhere else?"

Ye Huairui was stunned for a moment.

He is certainly not an unreasonable person.

Yin Jiaming was in the basement of that villa, and it was only a day and a half away, so nothing would happen.

Find a nearby hotel to rest for the night, and wait until the municipal government cleans up the mud and sand tomorrow morning, and then go back after the ramp is reinforced, and there will be no delay.

But Ye Huairui just didn't want to wait.

Not to mention one night, he couldn't wait even a minute.

"Give me the umbrella."

He stretched out his hand to the driver, "It's not far from the villa area, I can walk back."

The driver was dumbfounded and speechless.

This is at least one kilometer away from the entrance of the villa area. With the pouring rain outside, how can an umbrella be used as a fart?

If he was soaked in water, and then turned out to be good or bad, how would he explain to the boss?

What's more, the driver really couldn't figure out why this young master had to go home immediately.

This is not rushing to reincarnate or rushing to have a baby, what if it is a day and a half late?

However, Ye Huairui, who is usually gentle and courteous to everyone, now shows a tough attitude that has never been seen before.

Without further ado, he snatched the driver's umbrella, didn't want the suitcase, got out of the car with his bag, and walked straight into the rainstorm.

As if even the sky was going against Ye Huairui, the heavy rain, which was already pouring, was actually getting bigger and bigger.

And what's worse, not only was it raining, but also lightning and thunder began in the sky.

At first the thunder was very far away, and Ye Huairui, who was on his way, couldn't even notice the dull rumbling.

But soon, the thunder and lightning were getting closer and closer, as if they were exploding above Ye Huairui's head, and the sound was like a piercing spirit.

As the only living creature on the entire road, Ye Huairui was frightened, for fear that Tian Gong, who had no eyes, would kill him, a good man who had never done anything wrong in his life, by mistake.

But even so, Ye Huairui didn't want to stop and find a corner to take shelter from the rain temporarily.

In this kind of wind and rain, a folding umbrella is not worth the trouble at all.

After the second time, he stuffed the broken umbrella into the trash can and walked forward in the rain without shelter.

Ye Huairui's whole body was drenched, and the rainwater flowed onto his face, making it difficult to even open his eyes.

With earth-shattering thunder above his head and overwhelming rain all around him, Ye Huairui felt very cold.

The torrential rain took away his body temperature, and layers of restlessness, restlessness and inexplicable fear weighed on his heart, making him almost out of breath.

——Yin Jiaming!

——Yin Jiaming!

——Yin Jiaming!

Ye Huairui called Yin Jiaming's name over and over again in his heart.

What case, what time and space barrier, this time is no longer important.

He just wanted to see with his own eyes that Yin Jiaming was in good health, safe and sound, waiting for him in the basement with all his beard and beard intact.

——Yin Jiaming!

——Yin Jiaming!

——Yin Jiaming!

When Ye Huairui saw the well-arranged buildings in the half-mountain villa area, the strong uneasiness was like a raging sea tide, drowning him in an instant.

He couldn't take it any longer.

On such a night of torrential rain, thunder and lightning, Ye Huairui ran like a lunatic on the deserted road.

Nine ten sixteen in the evening.

Ye Huairui finally stood in front of the door of his villa.

He opened the briefcase tremblingly, finally took out the key, tremblingly aligned it with the keyhole, and opened the door.

Then he kicked off his soaked leather shoes, and before he even had time to change into his slippers, he entered the room covered in water, went straight to the antique cabinet in the living room, and fumbled to open the cabinet.

The thunder outside the window gradually faded away.

Ye Huairui wondered if this meant that the rain was about to stop.

He was out of breath, panicked and anxious, his fingers were so cold that they were numb, and were so wet and slippery that he almost couldn't hold the small peg.

"X!"

After much difficulty, Ye Huairui finally pushed the peg into the groove at the bottom.

Then he turned the "V"-shaped shelf, and finally opened the hidden door in the lower left corner of the cabinet.

Ye Huairui rushed down the stairs without thinking.

"Yin Jiaming!"

As soon as he stepped into the secret room, he called Yin Jiaming's name loudly.

However, it was quiet in the darkness, without a sound.

The strong ominous premonition made his feet go weak, and he almost couldn't stand up.

He reached out and groped around the wall until he finally found the light switch.

"Snapped!"

The chamber of secrets lights up.

In the next second, Ye Huairui almost stopped his heartbeat.

He saw a man curled up in a corner of the secret room, his clothes were soaked, so dirty that he couldn't see the color, he didn't move, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Yin Jiaming!!"

At this moment, he completely forgot that he should not be able to touch Yin Jiaming, his mind went blank, and he rushed towards the person curled up on the ground.

His hand actually touched a body.

Wet, cold, heavy, almost like a corpse.

"Yin Jiaming!"

Ye Huairui subconsciously called the other party's name, and his voice was already crying.

He turned the person over with difficulty.

——As expected, it was Yin Jiaming!

It's just that Yin Jiaming was in an indescribable embarrassment at this time.

The clothes on his body were torn and dirty, and it was not necessary to lift his clothes to see that he was seriously injured.

His handsome face was as pale as paper, his lips had no trace of blood, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Ye Huairui held his breath, stretched out his hand, and touched Yin Jiaming's neck tremblingly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

He felt Yin Jiaming's pulse.

"call--"

This time, Ye Huairui really went limp.

He sat down on the ground, wanting to cry, laugh, shout crazily, and hug the man in front of him.

But soon, his sanity came back, and Ye Huairui immediately thought of more important things - he had to see how this man was hurt!

Ye Huairui stretched out his hand to tear Yin Jiaming's clothes, but his hand was bitten by a hard object. When he pulled it out, he found that it was a broken watch.

How can he care about Lao Shizi's stuff now?Just throw it aside.

Then he saw a bloody wound directly in front of Yin Jiaming's left chest, which was white and swollen from the blisters, which was extremely terrifying.

"I go!!"

Ye Huairui is going crazy again.

He wanted to call 999 to call an ambulance, but suddenly remembered that there was a landslide on the winding mountain road outside, and even if he called an ambulance, he couldn't get up.

No way, he can only rely on himself!

"Yin Jiaming, you bastard!"

Ye Huairui grabbed Yin Jiaming's arms and dragged them desperately towards the basement door.

Gritting teeth while dragging:

"Fortunately, your man is a forensic doctor, so he can't cure you!"