Pure Darkness

Chapter 115

Jian Yao's gaze was as clear as water.

Oi! I am an article!

Bo Jinyan continued, “Although everything she does comes from her psychopathic personality, her role-playing personality, her stubborn disposition, as well as Han Yumeng's revenge case. There must be a reason that prompted him to do this. Tell me, what is he looking for?”

Jian Yao stared blankly without saying anything.

Oi! I am an article!

In his mind, all sorts of details about these two cases began to appear. . .

A grieving man avenging his wife's death;

Abducted girls who have all been separated from their loved ones;

He only took Han Yumeng with him when he went to sea, but he never killed her, he constantly kept her by his side, drifting for several years. . .

Oi! I am an article!

Han Yumeng returns to hurt the man she once loved;

Fu Ziyu and Han Yumeng were killed together;

The masked killer hid in the darkness and giggled;

. . . . . .

He trembled violently, and he even remembered that night in the barn. Bo Jinyan lost her footing and fell, while she hung in the air, cried, and fainted.

. . . . .

“Love,” Jian Yao spoken slowly and firmly. “Has she really been using these last few years, all that blood, to find love?” This thought appeared unsolicited in his mind, although the logic of his deduction was unclear.

Bo Jinyan did not mock him in the slightest, but simply smiled slowly. “Yes. What he is looking for is an earth-shattering love. He was fascinated by her because she never had it, because her heart was always lonely. Therefore, he was very fascinated. ”

“However,” said Bo Jinyan, when the flow of the conversation turned sharply, “why is her heart so lonely, why is she so eager to experience affection, as if by doing so she can find herself, and, how all this leads to a sense of self-humiliation and arrogance – this is something we cannot see at the moment. Only by truly entering the heart of this individual can we uncover his secret.”

Jian Yao was overwhelmed by emotions and had no way to verbally express what she was feeling at the moment. The faces of those few people floated in his mind, but which one was their target? That mean, cruel, shy, psychologically abnormal man?

”What we are worried about, our chances are . .” Bo Jinyan continued, “We came here due to a completely unexpected turn of events. Even the masked killer wasn't ready for us. Therefore, he has no time to hide, and must continue to show us his true self and not be hidden. Then, in a game that features the Buddha Hand as the playing field, we will see who wins the first chip.”

Jian Yao nodded forcefully.

Both were silent for a moment. The river water slowly slid over the gravel near their feet, then retreated. Just like this deep and quiet night, with its dark and surging undercurrents.

“As for that police officer, even though we know very little about him, we can still make some bold conclusions.” Bo Jinyan went on to say, “First, she was specially chosen by Zhu Tao. Let us first analyze what kind of person Zhu Tao is: to have a deadly hatred of evil, with a firm, courageous but careful will. He had been fighting criminals in the southwest for over ten years and had achieved an impressive victory. His willpower was more than an ordinary person, and he was more capable than most people. So, what kind of young cop would he choose a few years ago to infiltrate the Buddha's Hands?”

After pondering for a moment, Jian Yao replied, “That person should be extremely outstanding, intelligent, firm, and careful. This was the only way he could distinguish himself in the Buddha's Hands, as well as continue to protect himself. His determination must be more than superhuman, his ability to endure patiently must be extraordinary, and his sense of justice and truth must be overwhelming. Then only Zhu Tao would dare to place him in this position. ”

Bo Jinyan nodded. “For him to be able to live under Song Kun's nose for so many years and reach a high position, not only did he have to be astute and assertive, he had to be, he obviously had to endure enormous and contradictory psychological pressure. However, he was recently able to find a way to provide information to Zhu Tao, which showed that he did not turn out to be a traitor and still considered himself a police officer, which we should trust. But he's not made of steel. He is under such great internal pressure, in such an uneasy situation, that he must definitely show certain behaviors or habits in which he tries his best to calm himself.”

“In addition, the most important point,” Bo Jinyan smiled faintly as she said, “His powers of observation are very strong and his thoughts are deep. He must have been watching us from his own point of view. That information, which will deal a heavy blow to the Buddha Head, is also the result of his years of blood and sweat, and concerns victory or failure, as well as his life or death. He was almost Zhu Tao's most important chess skill, and Zhu Tao would do his best to ensure that he had a clear understanding of the situation*, which would make him safer for all. Before Zhu Tao agreed to give us this information, did you think he would inform the police officer about this situation? I think it's very possible because, at this critical moment, none of them are capable of making a misstep. If he really knew of our existence, if he knew about Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao, then he would most likely have already guessed our identity. Then, we have added another criterion to the – rating since our arrival in this small town, this person did not really make trouble for us, and may even have helped us.”

*T/N (er cong mu ming) – light up. have good eyes and ears

“Then, what should we do now?” Jian Yao asked.

Bo Jinyan was silent for a moment before putting on her sunglasses, raising her head, and suddenly smiling.

——

The next few days seemed calm.

Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao continued to stay in the inn. They play cards during the day and become more familiar with those people and other gang members. At night, they would drink, smoke, and chatter, a depiction of a ruthless gang. Sometimes, Song Kun assigned some gang members to help them, allowing them to get to know the gang more. Due to their interactions in the past few days, Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao had more opportunities to observe those few people and become more familiar with them.

Although he had not seen any results from the execution of the main task he had set, Song Kun was very satisfied with their method of doing something — is quite simple, keep calm and calm. Smart guy.

Song Kun even assigned them a small house to live in, not far from the inn. The gang members had already tidied up and cleaned it up, so Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao moved in.

Song Kun was clearly intelligent. Jian Yao ransacked the entire house and found no surveillance cameras or listening devices. Thus, he felt relieved.

That night, everything was quiet, and the small town was very quiet. The distant mountains looked like sleeping beasts. Instead, the night sky was studded with brilliant stars. Every now and then, they could hear men laughing and talking

This was actually the first time in days Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao were able to sleep soundly. Clean beds, soft beds, soft lights, with nothing to bother them. They lay in bed, wearing cheap pajamas they bought in a small shop. Bo Jinyan held onto Jian Yao's hand. He didn't wear his sunglasses, but kept his eyes closed. Its features are smooth and beautiful.

“How do you think this small town came into being?” Jian Yao asked. “How does it become like this?”

“Slogan-slogan from the 1950s and 1960s is still plastered on the wall, and the city seems stuck in those days, including the clothes and living habits of a small part of its population, he said,” said Bo Jinyan, “shows that this place is a small corner of the abandoned world, forgotten by civilization. Occupation of the Buddhist Hand in this city as their hiding place may further hinder their communication and interaction with the outside world.”

“I heard there are about 100 to 200 natives here. The rest are all members of Buddha’s Hand, about 20 to 50 people. They controlled the only waterway exit in the small town, and were armed with heavy weapons. That is, it will be very dangerous on the day the police launch an all-out attack.”

“Ya.”

Jian Yao leaned into his embrace. After a while, his hand moved upwards in a calming motion. Jian Yao whispered, “Are you still in the mood?” He replied, “When the body acts, the spirit calms down. This will help us to relax more.” Jian Yao could not help but laugh. He had already precisely grabbed the bedside lamp and turned it off. In the darkness, Jian Yao's breathing became irregular as her hands and mouth were extremely precise in finding various positions. Jian Yao said, “You. .” He said, “Obviously, I have now adapted to the darkness better than anyone else.” Jian Yao's heart shattered hearing these words, and she bent her body to welcome him completely.

. . . . .

During this period of time, Bo Jinyan also visited Wen Rong clinic once again to fill out another prescription. Naturally, whenever they came out these days, no matter what they did, they always had one or two gang members following them.

Wen Rong still treated Bo Jinyan gently. Sometimes, Bo Jinyan would stay in the clinic a little longer to chat with him, but she did not show much enthusiasm or sentiment. On the other hand, Wen Rong was honest and funny, always reminding Jian Yao of Fu Ziyu. He did not know if Bo Jinyan felt the same way.

In the afternoon of the third day, Bo Jinyan went to look for Song Kun.

As before, in that secret office, teapots, cigars. Jian Yao sat quietly on the side.

Song Kun had just lit up when he heard Bo Jinyan's cool and complacent voice say, “Bos, I know who that police officer is.”

The hand holding the cigar stopped in the air.