I'm dead again [quick time travel]

"You... what did you say?"

"Please host to find the murderer who killed Qiao Yehong."

"Qiao Yehong... is dead?" He struggled to say the last two words, and it took him a long time to spit them out.

"Yes," said the mechanical voice without emotion, "please the host find the murderer as soon as possible."

Qiao Jiu stood up and put on his clothes, and heard the voice of the system again: "Please don't leave this room tonight, the host."

Qiao didn't speak for a long time, he took a few steps outside, and the next second, he couldn't move.

The system's voice sounded again: "Please host not to leave this room tonight."

Qiao Jiu blinked and was able to move again.

He still had the clothes in his hands, and before he could change them in time, Qiao Jiu clicked his tongue, threw the clothes in his hand on the ground, and sat up straight on the bed.

"Is there a time limit?"

"Yes," the system said, "before it's too late."

Qiao Jiu was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

The system stopped talking.

Qiao Jiu stopped asking if he couldn't figure it out, and sat on the bed blankly, thinking about what the system just said.

There was loud thunder outside the window, and Qiao Jiu suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the door. It was not prominent under the cover of the thunder, but it made Qiao Jiu tense again.

The knock on the door kept ringing, Qiao Jiu stood up and walked to the door, took a deep breath, and then opened the door.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across, and everything around him became clear, except for the person in front of him.

Under the light of the lightning, the black hair seemed to have turned into silver hair. The hair lay limply on his forehead, and he couldn't see his expression clearly with his head down.

Qiao Jiu tentatively asked, "Boss Gu?"

The person in front of him raised his head, his eyes were deep, but seemed to be filled with ice.

Qiao Jiu was displeased by this look, and then thought that this was his boss again, and he couldn't offend him, so he didn't open his mouth, and stretched out his hand to close the door.

With a bang, the door closed, and Qiao Jiu was even more annoyed.

Neuropathy!

That night, Qiao Jiu didn't sleep well and woke up several times. When he got up the next morning, he was sweating and found the tub to take a bath. Wang Qingqing pointed to the small room: "Gu Ci just finished washing, the fire is still burning, you go directly to Let's wash."

Qiao Jiu snorted and walked over with his clothes on. He asked the system, "Can I just go over?"

"can."

As long as it can, Qiao Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, and was going to take a look after taking a shower.

Qiao Jiu got up early today on purpose. It was only six o'clock. People in the village usually don't get up until six o'clock in winter, so it should be enough time.

Thinking of this, he quickly took a shower and walked to Qiao Yehong's house.

Wang Qingqing called from behind: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going out for a stroll," Qiao Jiu said in a hurry without turning his head.

Before leaving the yard, he bumped into someone.

"Dahe, something happened to Yehong!"

Behind him was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. It was the laundry basin Wang Qingqing was holding.

Qiao Jiu raised his head abruptly.

The person in front of him had red eyes, chapped lips, and a trembling voice: "Hurry up and call the town!"

Wang Qingqing finally came back to her senses, ran into the house in a hurry, tripped over the threshold and almost fell.

He was supported by Gu Ci.

Qiao Jiu swallowed, as if he had realized something, he ran towards Qiao Yehong's house.

Only a few minutes away, Qiao Jiu was out of breath.

The door was not closed, and crying could still be heard from inside the room.

It rained last night and the ground was wet. The yard of Qiao Yehong's house was still muddy. Now he was lying on the muddy ground. His body and face were covered with muddy water, and he couldn't see his original appearance clearly.

There seemed to be a big hole in his head, and blood was trickling out.

His body was red, and blood flowed out continuously.

It was an indescribable color, which made Qiao Jiu feel a little queasy.

There was an old man sitting in the mud, crying with Qiao Yehong in his arms. He didn’t think it was dirty. He cried and cursed at the same time. When he saw Qiao Jiu coming in, he stopped for a while and then continued to cry. This is Qiao Yehong’s mother, Wang Gui. Qiao Jiu wanted to call her Second Grandma .

Qiao Yehong's wife Xia Fangfang was also not far away, sobbing with her head down.

Qiao Jiu took a few steps forward, but Wang Gui suddenly stopped crying, and looked out the door, only a few seconds later, the movement was bigger than before: "Boss Gu, you have to make the decision for me! "

Qiao Jiu turned his head and saw Gu Ci standing at the door.

His expression was light, but his brows were slightly frowned.

Qiao Jiu walked a few steps and stretched out his hand towards Qiao Yehong's face. He wanted to make sure for himself whether this person was really dead.

Before the hands touched him, Wang Gui pushed his whole body down.

An incompetent person fell to the ground.

A mixture of bloody water and muddy water flowed past him, and the wetness gradually became apparent. Qiao Jiu's body was stiff, and he felt goosebumps all over his body.

A slender hand suddenly appeared in front of him, Qiao Jiu looked along and saw Gu Ci's handsome face.

He put his hand on Gu Ci's, Gu Ci held it tightly, and then pulled him up forcefully.

After getting up, Qiao Jiu didn't know what to think, and suddenly squeezed Gu Ci's hand twice, and then quickly pulled it away.

Everything happened in a few seconds, and when Xia Fangfang came over, Qiao Jiu was still the taciturn Qiao Jiu.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Gu Ci's mouth, but Qiao Jiu didn't see it when he turned around.

Xie Fangfang's eyes were swollen. Seeing Qiao Jiu's filth, she cried again: "Mom, she loves Yehong the most...I'm really sorry..."

Talking intermittently, Qiao Jiu sighed: "Aunt Fangfang, my condolences..."

Xia Fangfang cried even harder.

Gu Ci held back Qiao Jiu's voice: "Go back and change your clothes first."

Qiao Jiu shook his head, he couldn't go back.

Gu Ci didn't persuade him anymore, and walked to Wang Gui's side, Wang Gui's sharp voice suddenly became shrill.

Qiao Jiu trembled in fright.

Seeing this, Gu Ci took a few steps back.

Wang Gui's emotions became more and more agitated.

He kept cursing, scolding others, scolding himself, even the dead Qiao Yehong.

Qiao Jiu listened carefully to Wang Gui's yelling, Qiao Qiang, Xia Fangfang, Qiao's third son, Wang Feng... In the end, even Qiao Dahe and Gu Ci were scolded.

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps behind him, and everyone in the village rushed to hear the sound.

"Everyone, don't go there, keep the integrity of the scene!"

"The police are coming."

"That's horrible..."

Qiao Jiu heard the rumbling thunder, and for a moment, there was rain falling, Qiao Yehong's face was facing up, the rain was getting heavier, and the mud-stained face was slowly washed away, revealing the original skin.

Qiao Jiu changed into dry clothes, holding Wang Qingqing's ginger soup in his hand, facing two serious-looking policemen.

"What's your name?"

"Joe Jiu."

"Where do you live?"

Qiao Jiu raised his head and glanced at the person who asked this question.

"Where do you live?"

"Here," he lowered his head, "this is the room."

police:"..."

"Why are you at Qiao Yehong's house so early?"

"Brother Qiao Zheng came to our house early in the morning to inform about this matter. I happened to be at the door, so I went over when I heard it."

"Did you see anyone suspicious?"

"No, when I went there, there were only Second Mistress and Aunt Fangfang."

"What was it like when you were there?"

"Uncle Yehong was lying on the ground, Second Grandma was holding him and crying, and Aunt Fangfang was crying too. There was blood all over the ground. Oh, by the way, it hadn't rained at that time, and his body and face were covered in mud."

"I heard you touched the dead."

"No," Qiao Jiu was a little sleepy, and yawned: "I didn't touch it, and the second grandma pushed me away as soon as I stretched out my hand."

The little policeman wearing glasses wrote it down in a small notebook.

...

After asking a few more questions, Qiao Jiu was released.

As soon as Qiao Jiu went out, his face sank.

Wang Qingqing was waiting outside, and when she saw Qiao Jiu coming out, she came up to him, her eyes were red, Qiao Jiu froze, and her nose suddenly felt a little sore.

He patted Wang Qingqing: "Mom, I'm fine."

"It's fine as long as it's fine," Wang Qingqing muttered, "Go back to your room and sleep for a while, and I'll call you later when you have dinner."

"Yeah." Qiao Jiu smiled: "Then I'll go first."

Going upstairs in a daze, Qiao Jiu always felt that he had forgotten something, and he remembered it when he just came out.

I originally wanted to hand it over to the police, but the police here don't seem to be very reliable, and everything has to be done by myself.

Didn't expect it to be such a task.

Rubbing his forehead, Qiao Jiu put his hand into his pocket, but couldn't touch the cigarette. He smiled wryly, but his heart became even more irritable.

As soon as he turned a corner, he saw someone standing at the door of his room. Seeing this scene unexpectedly, Qiao Jiu's heart almost jumped out.

"Damn it! You're courting death!" Seeing Gu Ci's face, Qiao Jiu wanted to slap him.

Gu Ci still looked expressionless, watching Qiao without speaking for a long time.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Jiu was too embarrassed to say anything, so he pushed him away and was about to enter the door.

Gu Ci followed him into the house, Qiao Jiu saw him out of the corner of his eye, suddenly turned around and approached him, raised his eyebrows: "Yo, what is this for?"

In this way, Qiao Jiu's arrogant temperament is undoubtedly revealed.

This face was ordinary, but Gu Ci was stunned by just such a sentence and a single movement.

Seeing that he lost his mind, Qiao Jiu turned his head and sneered.

"I'm going to bed, you go out." Qiao Jiu lay lazily on the bed, squinting at him, and didn't care what he thought.

Gu Ci didn't ask any questions, and went straight out the door, closing Qiao Jiu's door by the way.

Qiao Jiu suddenly remembered, mobile phone!

Today Qiao Yehong had a mobile phone in his pocket, and there were two scratches on the cover of the mobile phone.

It belonged to Qiao Qiang, and the phone that was to be repaired yesterday was also Qiao Qiang's.

But Qiao Jiu watched them collect the evidence, and he didn't have the mobile phone at all.

Who got that phone?

Why take it?

Why is Qiao Qiang's cell phone in Qiao Yehong's hands?

Qiao Jiu's mind was in a mess. If he had known, he would have read more detective novels.

He thought about it and fell asleep.

The dream was all white. Qiao Jiu walked a long way before he saw a man, the only living person in this silent world. Qiao Jiu was a little excited when he saw it, and waved his hands vigorously, calling.

The man seemed to have heard Qiao Jiu's voice, and turned his head. Only then did Qiao Jiu realize that he couldn't see his face at all, only a pair of eyes.

It seems to contain endless emotions, and it seems to be as indifferent as dust.

Qiao Jiu was about to say something, but suddenly woke up.