Pure Darkness

Chapter 10

“Nothing matches.” said Fang Qing.

Jian Yao was stunned and looked at Bo Jinyan, but she looked calm and she did not say anything.

At this point, Fang Qing did not say anything more about the matter, but added, “Jian Yao, Fu Wei's sacrificial family has rushed over; their emotions are extremely unstable. You are an expert criminal psychologist and a woman, can you come help us calm them down?

Jian Yao immediately agreed, and hung up the phone. Bo Jinyan nodded at him. Jian Yao pondered for a while, then said, “You stay here alone – don't run.”

Bo Jinyan very indifferently smiled, pointing at her own cheeks. Jian Yao stood on the tip of her toes and gave him a kiss. Only then did he answer, “Sure, but I never ran.”

Jian Yao replied, “... Sure, if you say it.”.

Jian Yao quickly walked out of the door and hailed a taxi, Bo Jinyan slowly climbed the stairs by herself. Today, the night sky is clear, the weather is cool. He walked to the second floor, and raised his head to look at the courtyard. He was practically blocked by the tree, so there was nothing extraordinary to see.

In most situations, Bo Jinyan was extremely obedient to Jian Yao. After she returned to her room, locking the windows and doors, Jinyan sat alone on the bed in a daze.

However, his brain was spinning at a high speed.

In a different family environment with one husband and many wives, there will be long-term repression and resentment.

Arrogance, possessiveness, addiction to collecting things? Coupled with a weak, easily controlled partner, and an ego driven by money and power.

……

“Fu Wei. When she was in high school, she toyed with young girls and dated online.”

“She has saved her vacation hours ... and even said that she hoped she would have an affair.”

“She even left me her QQ ID. At that moment, the old ladies who swept the floor and the other servants laughed at me.”

……

The corpse had suffered more than forty puncture wounds, with each time the blade met the bone. His face was also cut into pieces. That's unparalleled madness.

Calm yet angry, restrained yet insane, it is an extreme psychological distortion that stems from long-term repression.

……

New wounds on the face of the floor sweeper.

Zhang Junfang raised the pengki and slammed it hard.

Quiet and silent, the almost silent courtyard. The servants remained silent.

Zhao Xia stood beside the fish pond and said, “Bos will not go to my room tonight. Don't worry, he won't hit you again.”

……

“Oh.” Bo Jinyan lifted her head and lifted her bare feet from the bed. He walked to the window sill, picking up the binoculars Fang Qing had left behind.

The yard was quiet, and the lights were turned off.

He searched for a moment, moving the binoculars to look at different areas.

Kitchen.

The inn's kitchen was divided by the Yao family courtyard. It was now almost 12am, the lights there had long since been turned off. It was a very large building and stood alone behind the inn.

Bo Jinyan felt the blood in her veins boil slightly. Every time he approached the truth, he always had this feeling. He took out something from his bag, something he took from Fang Qing – a bottle of luminol.

As soon as he pushed open the room to his door, he suddenly stopped because outside the kitchen building, he saw a dark shadow flashed by. He immediately picked up the binoculars, but saw that no one was there. Bo Jinyan immediately thought of how today, the police went to the Yao Family using the “disinfection” excuse to collect fingerprints. That person had a sharp mind, and also had anti-detection abilities. They may be alert and will take action.

Bo Jinyan immediately ran downstairs.

He quickly arrived outside the kitchen. Inside it was pitch dark – people could only see the outline of the counter. The moonlight shone lightly. There were only a few quiet trees around it.

Bo Jinyan looked around again, and really did not see anyone's shadow. Maybe just now, it was just a passer-by.

He pushed the door a little. It was unlocked; there was only a wooden board that seemed to serve as a key*. Bo Jinyan sneaked to the side, not closing the door completely.

*Maybe what it looks like, but the technology is inferior

Raising his head to look around, he noticed that the room was about twenty square meters in size with a large and long table, cupboard, and sink. Tidy and ordinary. Bo Jinyan's line of sight first fell into the sink where there were two large knife racks that housed more than a dozen knives. There's a kitchen knife, a paring knife, and a bone knife. His line of sight moved upwards, landing on some thick work uniforms hanging on the wall. They must have come from the Yao family factory, worn by the chefs.

Bo Jinyan took the luminol and very carefully selected a few specific areas, then sprayed them.

After quietly waiting for a few minutes, Bo Jinyan raised her head and smiled.

——

Fu Wei's father was Fu Dafan, a man in his 50s. This time, he came alone because his wife was paralyzed. Since he had been locked up in his bed for so many years now, there was no way he would have been brought here. Therefore, he had to first calm down his family before coming, and by then his son had already died for several days.

He was a technician at a local factory where he worked all his life. He was sitting in the reception room of the police station wearing a nearly worn-out coat, formal trousers, and old leather shoes with both eyes looking very red, and at the same time ferocious yet thin.

Jian Yao looked at the appearance of this old father, and also felt sad. Even though they gave him a gentle reassurance, who could really empathize and heal the pain of losing a child?

Both of Fu Dafan's hands were in his hair because just now, he finally saw his son's corpse. He was still trembling a little. She couldn't understand - how could her son just leave?

The kid he grew up with hard work, the bratty and smart, who made him proud but made him miss him. He knew that his son was not obedient enough. Although the economic situation in their family was mediocre, from childhood he was never treated shabby, and was often loved more than children in other families.

As soon as this son grew up, he was no longer close to his parents. After entering university, he rarely returned during the winter and summer holidays, rarely calling other than for living expenses. After he started working, every time he called they didn't talk for long. But this was the child he loved so much, the only flesh and blood he had in this world. But as long as they knew he was happy, as parents they were willing to use everything for his happiness.

However, he died. Died in such a horrible and painful way, leaving only a pile of blood, flesh, and bones to be returned to his parents.

Fu Dafan's tears continued to fall in large droplets.

Jian Yao calmly said, “Master. Fu, take care of yourself. We will definitely catch the villain.”

Fu Dafan howled painfully, suddenly raising his head to look at him, “Criminals? I heard that criminals are psychopaths. I heard them say that! I heard everyone on the street say that. But you're a cop, how can you let a psychopath come out and kill people? Why can't you catch a psychopath? Why?!”?

He suddenly pounced on Jian Yao, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. The two officers at the side immediately intercepted him, and held onto this emotionally distressed father. Jian Yao's face was slightly pale, but she also felt sorry for him. The attendant gestured for him to leave for a while, and after Jian Yao saw the sad and sad Fu Dafan, she immediately turned around and left.

Jian Yao stood in the hallway of the police station staring at the mountains and the desolate city.

He thought again about his own father, how even now he could barely remember his face.

He might have been five or six at the time, and could only vaguely remember his father's strong shoulders, shiny silver police badge, neat police uniform. She hugged him as she smiled – he often just came home late at night, his body smelled of sweat, his, but she will never forget to go to her bedside and her little sister to give them a good night kiss. Sometimes, he would wake up, extend his hand to “Father!”, And would see that indomitable man, smiling gently at him.

Jian Yao's eyes became wet.

The floor full of blood, broken corpses, groans of pain added to the hazy scenery that flashed in his eyes. The last memory is his father's quiet instruction, “Jian Yao, Father gave you the mission — take your sister and hide there. No matter what, don't come out, don't make any noise. ”

……

Everything is the same in the world; there will always be evil.

There will always be a need for someone to guard the borders of the ordinary people's world.

Father is one, Bo Jinyan is one, and she is also one.

Jian Yao lowered her head, pulled out her phone, and called Bo Jinyan.

After ringing, Bo Jinyan picked it up.

“Halo?”

“Halo, my lover.” Bo Jinyan's voice was very low.

Jian Yao was startled, the tip of her lips curled upwards. Every time he gets excited, he can't help but call him “lover”. Does this mean he has made progress in this case?

Indeed, Bo Jinyan lightly laughed, “ Guess what your husband has found.”

Since getting a marriage license, even though he is still not very romantic, through the little things in his words and actions, he likes to show off his marriage from time to time. Especially when she was with Fu Ziyu and An Yan, she suddenly lightly said something like, “I'm married. You shouldn't ask me about these kinds of things, ask Lady Bo. ”

Fu Ziyu and An Yan: “..

Everyone was just trying to ask where he went for dinner that night, did he have to act like a man ready to die for virtue…?

……

Jian Yao laughed as she asked, “Then may I ask what Master Bo found?” If Jian Yao knew the situation that Bo Jinyan would face next, she would definitely not be able to laugh at all.

What Bo Jinyan saw was a dark world that shone lightly from fluorescence.

The wind outside the window caused the trees to rustle in a gloomy mass. The kitchen was even darker, like a monster. There were only two places that shone with light.

Luminol should be used with great care because once it touches the blood and reacts chemically, at the same time it will also affect further testing of the blood content. So, Bo Jinyan had only chosen one area to use luminol.

In this area, there is a knife. Boning knife inserted into the knife rack.

The cooks in the kitchen of course need to cut the bones and cut the meat so that the body of the blades will be contaminated with blood. After the animal's blood is washed, it will still leave a trace of blood, so after meeting luminol, it will cause a reaction. But it was only to cut bones and meat, not to be slaughtered. Bo Jinyan believes that no chef knife will look like this one – with the whole blade body, the edges, everything shines with fluorescence. To the point that the entire wooden handle glowed blue.

It was like it had been soaked in blood. As the person holding the knife had released it, and the entire blade had been stained by a spray of blood from the aorta before it was then pulled out.

Bo Jinyan only sprayed one side of the blade, leaving the other for forensic personnel.

Although luminol cannot be considered as real proof — it will require additional testing to be proof — Bo Jinyan can basically make sure that this is a murder weapon!

Bo Jinyan silently looked at him for a long time.

In other areas, hang some work uniform jackets.

Almost all of them have only a slight fluorescence, probably because when knives are used in the kitchen, someone accidentally gets blood on it that is no longer washed. There was only one piece of clothing, where the entire chest area was completely blue, and could no longer be washed.

“Oh.” Bo Jinyan softly sighed.

“... Why are you in the kitchen?” Jian Yao asked from the other end.

Bo Jinyan replied, “Because I think the villain is here.

My profile can't possibly be wrong, the villain is definitely within the set range. Sherlock Holmes once said: ‘Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever is left, no matter how impossible, must be the truth. So, after eliminating those who could not become criminals, all that was left, it must be him.

The women in the Yao family all had depressed souls in the long run, but in the courtyard was another group of people who also experienced long-term oppression. They had been bullied, verbally abused, and treated cruelly, but for the high wages of the Yao family, they had to bear it. The women from the Yao family had received the pressure of the handicap they themselves had borne, and released it on those people. Thus, the servant situation became worse.

As per the written testimony of the workers at the inn, the servants in the backyard would also help at the inn. As such, they might have made contact with Fu Wei. And what triggered the killing intent of “dia”, I think it must be because of Fu Wei's lust. It triggered a pain that was deeply hidden in his heart.

Identification records claim that the weapon was about 20cm long and 10cm wide. There are many knives that fit this description, but the size of kitchen knives that are often used also fits this description. A waiter who always sweeps and works in the kitchen, if he wants to kill someone, what weapon will he most likely think of and be able to get? It will be the tool he is most familiar with, the tool he thinks is most convenient, and most convenient.”

“Can't he leave his gun in the kitchen?” Jian Yao asked in surprise as she did not know that Bo Jinyan had already found her.

Bo Jinyan was silent for a while, then coldly chuckled, “Normal people will not do it, she will immediately hide or throw away her weapon. But first, if the kitchen suddenly loses the boning knife, and a murder case occurs, it will arouse the suspicion of others. He is a smart man, knowing that the most dangerous place is the safest place. Second...” he raised his eyes to the blade and clothes that glow with fluorescence, “If he really hates everything, and left the knife in the kitchen and continued to use it, If he really hated everything, wouldn't that give him a sense of happiness?”

Jian Yao was stunned.

A blade that had been soaked in human blood, which had cut human flesh and was then used to cook food for the Yao family and for the guests…

He suddenly shuddered, feeling a wave of disdain.

Bo Jinyan is at the end there to cheer him up, “Don't worry, these past few days at the inn, you followed my taste and probably didn't eat meat.”

Jian Yao replied, “...of course not! I will tell Fang Qing immediately to bring the team!”

“Alright,” replied Bo Jinyan, “I'll be dia—”

His voice suddenly stopped, and there was a hoarse and intermittent breathing sound.

Jian Yao started, “Jinyan? Jinyan!”

There was no reply, and then suddenly there was a deafening static sound, as if the phone had fallen to the floor. After that, no matter how many times he called his phone, no one picked him up.