Pure Darkness

Chapter 38

We finally found out what happened to Ke Qian and the others on one fateful night. He was the only one who dared to pursue his dream, but reality (sense? common sense? practicality?) just have to interrupt. . . . As for Jian Yao, he realized something that made him love Bo Jinyan even more. Keep reading to find out what it is!

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Wen Xiaohua and Xu Sheng still clearly remembered the scene that night.

How could they forget? Every detail of each frame was engraved in their minds, like a meticulously crafted painting.

After midnight, they received a call from Lu Ji. “Come to Ke Qian's place soon.”

Wen Xiaohua did not know what was going on. “So late? How were you talking to him?”

“Don't ask much! Quick come.” Lu Ji's voice indicated that something was happening.

After that, everyone arrived.

Upon entering Ke Qian's house, each of them was scared to death. Blood on the floor. Unexpectedly, Ke Qian wore a black wig and a thin white dress, and everything was contrived. She wore her favorite cosplaying female role.

A knife was sticking out of his left chest, and he was lying in a pool of blood. His eyes opened and stared, and he had already stopped breathing.

Blood was still flowing nonstop. Wen Xiaohua had not previously imagined that so much blood could come out of one person.

“What happened?” Rong Xiaofeng asked loudly. “You killed him? Kill her?”

Xu Sheng and Wen Xiaohua were both unable to speak.

Jiang Xueran just sat there with a wound on his face. Stuff scattered around the room. Lu Ji was leaning against the door, his face was not covered in blood.

“It was an accident.” Jiang Xueran's voice was still slightly trembling. “He suddenly became hostile and refused to give us money. Then, he made his move. ”

“I have no intention of killing him, I do not . .” Lu Ji whispered. “We were all fighting, I grabbed a dagger on the table just to scare him. But, he refused very loudly; once we talked about the topic of money, he became very fierce and even told us to get lost, saying that he would report us. I'm very angry. .”

Everyone fell silent, and a strange atmosphere enveloped the room.

“Have you called an ambulance?” Wen Xiaohua stuttered.

“He is not breathing, and there is no heartbeat,” Jiang Xueran said in a low voice. “We just checked it. Moreover, if we call an ambulance, can we escape involvement?”

Everyone in the room had a pale face. Rong Xiaofeng suddenly shouted, “What do you mean, ‘we’? You're the one who killed him, what does that have to do with us? Why are you dragging us into this? Why did you ask us to come here? ”

Xu Sheng also moved his lips.

Lu Ji turned his head without speaking. Jiang Xueran shouted furiously, “Damn it! Don't we all agree that we should get money out of it? Even if he doesn't want to, he still has to comply with our request – isn't this what we agreed on? Xiaofeng, aren't you waiting for money so you can go on a vacation abroad with your girlfriend? Currently, because there has been an accident – this is an accident – this not only happened to the two of us, you are all also involved. Why don't you try to make a police report, and see if you have collusion responsibility or not. Will the police believe that you are innocent?”

Rong Xiaofeng was so shocked by this that he could only murmur indistinctly. Xu Sheng did not make a sound. Attacked by terror, Wen Xiaohua exclaimed, “Are we going . .must go to jail?”

Jiang Xueran paused for a moment before replying. “Yes. If we make a police report, we'll go to jail. If we don't do it. .” He glanced at Lu Ji. Lu Ji's face was terrifying to look at. Almost inaudible, she whispered, “Ke Qian, she. . .he has no other friends, and she lives alone. She hasn't had a job this half a year since graduating.”

“Let's bury it together,” Jiang Xueran said slowly. “No one will notice if he disappears. We will split the money, each $400.000.”

The night was very dark, and the moon was very bright. Five young people who are at the top become members of a society that contribute to carrying the body, avoiding being seen by others, and walking, all the way to that desert.

That night, Wen Xiaohua even forgot to cry; she was only vaguely aware of the trees in the distance and the moon in the sky. He once learned from watching television that one's body would become cold after death. That night, he actually experienced it for himself as Ke Qian's body became increasingly cold. The boy in the studio who always carefully weighed people's expressions, brought them breakfast, helped them tidy up the table, the only one who dared rain to buy medicine for him when he was sick, was, and smiling happily as she did it – that kid is completely dead, dead and cold.

They dug a hole and buried it in it.

Someone had closed Ke Qian's eyes, or could it be that she herself had closed them? At that moment, a strange idea suddenly flashed through Wen Xiaohua's mind that this was the best way for Ke Qian to die. White clothes, long hair, delicate makeup, full of vitality. Forever frozen in her most beautiful favorite appearance. He was also no match for this world, he was too naive and too weak.

He's different from the others. He believed in his dreams, and persisted in them.

In fact, he was more courageous and talented than they were.

Then, for two million dollars, he died at the hands of those who were mediocre and had no guts.

……

But, now, Wen Xiaohua and Xu Sheng simultaneously stared at the empty hole in front of them, not daring to trust their own eyes.

Where did the body go?

Where the hell's he going?

——

The second exploration point for criminal investigators was the place Ke Qian used to rent, which was in a nearby residential complex. Although it had disappeared some time ago, other residents had not even noticed it.

“Because he paid rent and utilities two years in advance, about half a year ago,” obviously the owner. “The place is in a remote and damaged location, so I usually do not go there.”

The building is in the corner of a residential complex. From the outside, it was indeed an old and narrow one-story house. However, when Bo Jinyan, Jian Yao and the others walked in, it felt like a breath of fresh air.

Beige wallpaper, patterned with delicate flowers, is on the wall, and paper lanterns are hung on the ceiling. Although these are not expensive, they do fit the style of the building. The sofas, tables, and chairs were made of wood, ancient furniture. Jian Yao knew that many people liked to explore the flea market to look for such items. No bed, just an old rope hammock with a Minion* pillow placed on it.

*T/N (xiao huang ren) – literally, ‘small yellow men’. Taken to refer to Minion from the movie ‘Despicable Me’.

There was dust everywhere, but the blood that should have been on the floor had been cleaned.

“That's his style,” suddenly Bo Jinyan whispered.

This statement caused Jian Yao to be extremely frightened.

He suddenly realized that he had yet to truly understand Bo Jinyan. He knew he was intelligent, arrogant, and resolute. He is not afraid to mediate with the cruel and very evil ‘wis’, and even get satisfaction and excitement in doing so.

However, against some villains, such as Xie Min in the case of Ancient City, or Ke Qian in the current case, he would vaguely show some sort of extremely intense mood, and it's very hard to explain. Is that sympathy? No, he would never be so soft-hearted so far. Is that understanding? No, he had said that one should not kill even if one was faced with a coercive and difficult situation.

That's an insight.

It was a kind of calm, compassionate, and calm insight. It would not be easily affected, but it would also not give rise to any humiliation or prejudice. He looked at these criminals who had reached the end of the rope, and he saw no difference between them and innocent ordinary people.

After thinking this, Jian Yao raised his head and looked at him steadily. His handsome and focused profile, his clear and perceptive eyes.

Therefore, he loved her.

Much better than any sight he had seen so far in his life.