Pure Darkness

Chapters 24.1

With the closure of the ancient city case featuring Yao Yuange, it is time for our team to take on a new challenge. What will this story arc bring us? Read on to find out when new (and old) characters are introduced.

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The sunlight shone brightly, and the morning breeze blew gently. On the quiet Lin Meng Road, An Yan flew with his bicycle. A girl by the roadside was startled by her lithe figure, but she could only catch a glimpse of her white shirt and handsome face.

He had a black computer bag on his back, earphones on his ears, and running shoes on his feet. He looked like a university student. It might be because the weather today was too good, but his actions seemed very lively. To the extent that when he parked his bike and walked into the Public Security Bureau, the security guard even asked him, “Is your mood really good today?”

It was only at this moment that An Yan noticed, from his reflection on the glass door, a faint smile was on his lips.

He immediately straightened his lips, returning to his poker face.

Security guard says, “Hey. .” There he goes again, pretending to be sophisticated and wise beyond his years.

An Yan pushed the office door open, but there was no one inside.

They haven't arrived yet.

An Yan threw his bag on the table, saw that time was still too early, and opened the computer to play the game, blacklisting some gaming bullies as he did so.

The door was pushed open again, bringing fresh and cool air. The face of the tall man who used his hands to hold the door open was very indifferent. The slender woman walked lightly into the room, and said, “Ah, An Yan is already here!

An Yan was distracted, and was killed in the game, He raised his head, glanced at them, and said, “Mhm.”

Aiyo! He was just about to defeat his opponent.

Only God knows how bored he's been in the office these past few days. Since Bo Jinyan was away, they were unable to accept the case. An Yan had infiltrated the Bureau system three or four times, because life was so quiet and cold.

Although her eyes were staring at the screen, An Yan still glanced at her from the corner of her eyes. Bo Jinyan took off her coat, hung it on the shelf, rolled up her sleeves, and went to make coffee.

“Make me a cup too.” An Yan said.

“I only made one for Jian Yao. Don't you have any hands?” Bo Jinyan replied.

Jian Yao sat in front of her desk, and immediately refused, “Jinyan, make her a cup, it will not require any effort at all.”

Bo Jennyan could not say anything more.

An Yan lightly smiled.

A box of peach blossom biscuits was placed in front of him. Jian Yao smiled and said, “How do you like to eat sweet?

An Yan immediately opened the box, picked up the biscuit and put it in his mouth. “Thank you, sister-in-law.”

On one hand, Bo Jinyan chuckled and said, as if talking to herself, “I am a person who does not like sweet foods.”

An Yan instantly stuffed the entire box into his own drawer.

The bell to start working rang, and the soft aroma of coffee permeated the entire room. The sunlight calmly shone through the window. It was a quiet but productive day. With no case to worry them, Bo Jinyan read the file; Jian Yao wrote a follow-up analysis report on the ancient city case; and An Yan calculated the latest criminal statistics of the year.

The Special Case Unit of Criminal Psychology of the Public Security Bureau was established earlier this year. After Bo Jinyan returned to China and took the lead in solving a series of cases, the superiors specifically formed this unit for her. Jian Yao and An Yan were both considered as his assistants, and they were given the status of criminal investigators for now. Usually, when they act, the city police will send a team of officers to cooperate with them.

*T/N This is the main case in the previous novel, ‘When He Comes, Close Your Eyes’ aka ‘Love Me If You Dare’.

“Oh yes, Chief Yan said last week that he will assign us another officer again, transferred from another place.” Said An Yan.

“There's information?” Bo Jinyan asked.

“Not yet sent.”

Bo Jinyan let out a voice of “hmph”, and said, “I don't want an untalented person.”

Since An Yan and Jian Yao were both busy with their own tasks, the two of them ignored them. After a while, he said to himself again, “But, again, I really don't have a good officer for me.”

An Yan said, “Sister-in-law, keep him quiet.”

“Diam.” says Jian Yao.

At the same time all of this happened, Fang Qing dragged his luggage, walking out of the Beijing train station. He raised his head, looking at the not-so-blue sky and the thick clouds. It was only one day in May, and strangely it was already hot like this. This bad weather, far from weather like the constant spring, distant skies, and vast clouds of ancient cities. As he looked, his nose itched, and he sneezed hard.

Hey, who's thinking about him?

He dragged his suitcase, and got on the bus to the Public Security Bureau.

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At night, Bo Jinyan went to dinner with her old friend, Fu Ziyu.

Fu Ziyu rode a Cheroke, heading towards the area around the Public Security Bureau. He thinks it's funny. Why would Bo Jinyan come back and she (FZY) have to drive her car (BJY) and wash it for him? Other than Jian Yao, didn't Bo Jinyan have a person named An Yan working for her? Last weekend, he even saw An Yan at Bo's house, helping himself to eat and drink.

Why does the slave's job of washing cars still fall on him? Now that Bo Jinyan had a new friend, shouldn't she be upgraded to the VIP friend position?

Although he angrily thought like this, yesterday, after receiving the phone call “I will return” from Bo Jinyan, Fu Ziyu still bears the responsibility of washing the car without a grudge. He even used his own money to buy a replacement mat for her.

From afar, Fu Ziyu could see Bo Jinyan standing in the doorway of the restaurant, with both hands in her pants pocket. He exuded a cold aura, giving the impression that he was no match for the people around him. The moment Fu Ziyu saw him, he suddenly smiled again.

Perhaps what Bo Jinyan said was true – she has the disposition of an old woman, the fate of an old woman.

Surely he had too much tender and tender love in his heart, and without taking it out, he could only shower Bo Jinyan.

The two sat down, and as usual, ordered fish, a vegetable dish, and a plate of wuhuarou* fried – of his meat for Fu Ziyu.

*T/T – on. five flower meats – usually fatty pork dishes.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Fu Ziyu asked, “Where is Jian Yao? Why didn't he come to eat with us?”

Bo Jinyan acted as if she had heard nothing. He lowered his head and carefully picked up the fish bones with his chopsticks.

Fu Ziyu said, “Hey, I'm talking to you! Where's your wife?”

Only then did Bo Jinyan put down her chopsticks, sip her tea, and lightly reply, “She was gathering with the people from her hometown.”

“People from his hometown?” Fu Ziyu started to understand more and smiled. “And his childhood sweetheart was there too?”

“Hmph,” replied Bo Jinyan, “If we look at it from the point of view that humans live to be a hundred years old, I am Jian Yao's lover. That person was just someone from his hometown in his youth.”