Pure Darkness

Chapter 26

Someone knocked on the door immediately.

“Who is this?” Jian Yao opened the door to look at Fu Ziyu's pale face and red eyes. It was clear that he was crying and this caused fear in Jian Yao. Who would cause Fu Ziyu who was always gentle and gentle to cry?

Fu Ziyu gave Jian Yao a nod and tilted her head to try to avoid Jian Yao seeing his face. He went straight in and asked, “Where is Bo Jinyan?”

“In the workspace,” said Jian Yao hurriedly.

Fu Ziyu pushed the door open to enter the study. Inside, Bo Jinyan lowered her head, reading a book. Fu Ziyu took the book from his hand and threw it to the side.

Bo Jinyan looked at him with a questioning look.

“MY . . . I saw it. .” Fu Ziyu's voice was rough and trembling.

“Who?”

“Joe….Yumeng, Han Yumeng.”

Bo Jinyan's complexion changed slightly and she glanced at Jian Yao.

“You sure you see clearly?” Bo Jinyan asked.

“That's it!” Fu Ziyu nodded quickly, “I very clearly saw it. The same forehead, eyes, nose.. . even the small birthmark on his neck is exactly the same – except, in this world, there are two people who look almost identical.”

Fu Ziyu's voice sounded like he was in pain. Bo Jinyan clapped her hands, leading her to sit down. He took out a bottle of water and handed it to Fu Ziyu, who opened the bottle and gulped it down. Then, he stared at the ground with his red eyes. Under Jian Yao's clear ‘hint’, Bo Jinyan did a good job of comforting her friend.

Not to mention Jian Yao, even Bo Jinyan had never seen Fu Ziyu like this.

Jian Yao quietly sat down next to them.

“Where did you see it? Where is he now?” Bo Jinyan asked softly.

Fu Ziyu nodded his head and said, “I saw him on the business road but at that moment, I was so shocked that I thought I was hallucinating. As soon as I decided to go after him, he had already disappeared. ” She put her finger in her hair. “I've asked the staff, and there must be a woman who looks like her and has bought the goods.”

Bo Jinyan thought for a moment and looked at Jian Yao, “Immediately tell An Yan, gather all the surveillance from that street, and look for all the traces of that woman.”

Jian Yao immediately got up. Bo Jinyan looked at her friend and said, “I will immediately ask all related departments to do all they can to find her. Once they find the trail, I'll let you know. But Fu Ziyu, to be honest, I am not sure about the possibility of him surviving based on the circumstances back then. The woman you see may just be similar to her, so prepare yourself. ”

For a long time, Fu Ziyu did not say anything. After that he said gently, “Oke.”

Fu Ziyu stayed at Bo Jinyan's house for a while and finally calmed down. He didn't need Jinyan to drive him home. He can do it himself. However, both Jian Yao and Bo Jinyan knew that she would have trouble sleeping tonight.

Not just tonight. Based on Fu Ziyu's temperament, it was likely that he would start having trouble sleeping for a long time.

The stars shine brightly in the night sky.

Bo Jinyan hugged Jian Yao and leaned against the bench, looking at the night sky.

“Do you think that person is Han Yumeng?” Jian Yao asked.

“I don't know,” said Bo Jinyan with a deep gaze.

He thought, if he said that it was all a mistake, it would be the end of the matter.

But what if it really was Han Yumeng, who had been missing for so long?

……

How did he get out alive then?

How could he escape the clutches of that murderous maniac?

Where has he been all this time?

Why had he never looked for Ziyu?

Why did he suddenly appear again now?

A faint cold breath spilled into his heart. Nevertheless, when Jian Yao extended her hand to hug him, there was warmth in his stomach.

Bo Jinyan looked down to look at him.

There was a little pain in his stomach. It was the kind of tender pain felt when innocent and sweet people were involved. He kissed her forehead, smiled, and said, “What are you saying? We definitely won't split – how can I let such a thing happen? How can the sun leave its sky?” Jian Yao could not help but smile.

The two hugged for a moment and Jian Yao fell asleep in his arms. “Oh!” Bo Jinyan said and stood up, carefully lifting her up and carrying her to the bed. It was like carrying a soft cat. This simple action caused Bo Jinyan's heart to be filled with an irresistible longing. He found a ridiculous thought, one he had never thought of before: he was actually kind of looking forward to a situation like this, where time slowed down and lengthened for longer, he said, where he felt that he never wanted it to end.

——

Early the next morning, Bo Jinyan had found people from each department to help her find the locations where the woman was seen.

However, the results were not satisfactory.

An Yan had obtained all the scrutiny but, unexpectedly, there was no recording that captured the woman's face. All that was recorded was an obscure shadow in the city.

The clothing store has been thoroughly examined by forensic investigators. Surprisingly, they were unable to find any fingerprints matching Han Yumeng's.

“Did he wear gloves back then?”

“I don't think so,” recalls the employee. “In this kind of weather, wouldn't wearing gloves feel weird?” Fu Ziyu was lucky. That day, after being interrogated, the employees remembered the woman clearly and were able to identify her. The woman in their photo looked exactly like Han Yumeng.

Although the woman in the photo looks the same, there are no fingerprints.

For any detective, these are all facts worth considering.

The past two days were extremely busy, so, Bo Jinyan did not inform Fu Ziyu of the progress of the investigation, nor did she bring him to all the different places where the woman was seen. Bo Jinyan wanted to avoid causing her mood to fluctuate too much. He planned to explain it to her once they had clear progress.

Thus, Fu Ziyu calmed down. He may be waiting for news of an investigation.

There's an animation convention on Sunday afternoons. Since there was no progress on the trail of the woman, there was no point wasting time on it. So, Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao had decided to go to the convention to relax.

While Jian Yao walked out of the front door, Luo Lang, whom she had met a few days ago, called out to her.

“Jian Yao, responses to three legal issues you consulted with me last time were in your inbox.” Although he could only hear his voice, Jian Yao could feel his simple, kind, and gentle smile.

“OK, thank you, Mr. Luo. Sorry to bother you. I'll check it out when I get home tonight. ”

“No problem. You're leaving your house?” Luo Lang asked with a smile.

“Yes, I'm going out with my husband for a walk.”

“Oke, happy weekend. If you have any questions about the law, please feel free to ask me.”

Jian Yao's heart warmed as she hung up the phone. The police have their own legal counsel, but correspondence between departments sometimes takes several days to complete. So recently, whenever Jian Yao read through the information or organized the files and found a problem, she would send her question to Luo Lang, as long as there was no secret information involved. He was always patient in his response and provided a lot of help for the job. Slowly, Jian Yao and him began to become more familiar with each other.

Of course, in order to thank Luo Lang, Jian Yao had bought some books to give him. It was a criminal investigation book that he had previously mentioned had an interest.

Bo Jinyan was not worried that she was helping them. Unexpectedly, Jian Yao said, “It's a pleasure that my old friend can give us legal advice. This is a completely complete system: our dedicated team, with four official team members, half a forensic pathologist who is currently emotionally unstable, and half a lawyer.

……

“Honey, can we go on a date now?” Bo Jinyan asked, smiling.

Jian Yao looked up and saw that he had changed his clothes and pants. He wore a polo shirt and casual pants and ended up looking a little gloomier and softer.

He doesn't seem like a criminal psychology teacher right now. He looked very young, learned, refined, and handsome.

This was definitely the result of Jian Yao giving fashion advice to Bo Jinyan these past few years. Otherwise, an otaku, who would wear a suit to go hiking, would consider wearing a shirt and leather shoes as a good idea.

Jian Yao could not help but smile, threw her phone into her bag and hooked her arm to his.

“Let's go, Mr. Bo,” said.

The two of them went to a famous animation park in the outskirts of Beijing.

The wind blew gently through the open car window, music played inside, and the couple talked from time to time. Even when Jian Yao's phone shook due to the text message, she did not hear it.

His silver phone was lying in his bag, the screen became bright and dark.

It was a message from an unknown number:

You really can't go to an animation convention.