Pure Darkness

Chapter 70

“There is a strange lifestyle habit of Nie Shijun,” said Bo Jinyan. “Yesterday, Jian Yao also pointed out that Nie Shijun's most frequented places include parks, her workplace, and shopping malls. Neighbors, roommates, and colleagues agree. According to your description of her clothing and lifestyle habits, she is a very simple, modest girl, who very rarely owns or uses expensive brands and luxury items. He does not have a credit card, however, according to his bank card records, there are two large and strong withdrawals from his account every month. Why did he spend all this money? I think we need to visit the shopping mall that he usually visits to find out. ”

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Everyone was a little surprised.

Jian Yao strongly agreed. Right now, they had no clue about the killer, so it made sense to focus on the victim. As Bo Jinyan had emphasized before, there must be something special about Nie Shijun luring the killer to begin his murderous journey. They cannot miss out on unusual details, no matter how small, though most likely have nothing to do with the case in the end.

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“OK. Thank you for your hard work. We will contact you if there is progress.” Shao Yong left, and Jian Yao handed the breakfast package to the two otaku. An Yan softly uttered, “Oh yes,” and sit down to eat at once.

A steaming hot takeout box was placed in Bo Jinyan's hand. When he opened it, he smelled the light fragrance of yuxiang *.

*T/N (yu xiang) – Chinese cooking spices that usually contain garlic, leek, ginger, sugar, salt, chili (etc.) Although ‘yuxiang’ literally means ‘aroma fish’, it does not have to contain fish or seafood.

“Mie meatballs,” soft voice heard in her ear. “The meat is made from fresh fish. Be careful, there may be small bones.”

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“Hmm, okay.” Suddenly, Bo Jinyan was startled by an impulse, and reached out to grab Jian Yao's hand. Unexpectedly, he actually caught it. His hand was still so pliable that it looked almost boneless, but his fingertips detected a minute difference, almost invisible – he clearly felt calluses on his palm. As a result, he was even more unwilling to let go, and gripped his hand even tighter.

Jian Yao's heart was in turmoil. As he lowered his head, he could see his black hair, sweeping across his forehead, his pale face under the sunglasses. His somewhat dry fingers pressed down on his palm, and in a split second, his entire body trembled.

Someone walked into the room. He quickly pulled his hand back and returned to his seat.

The new arrivals were Fang Qing. He woke up early in the morning to find that Jian Yao, next to him, was long gone. She knew, of course, that this girl would not be able to do anything once she saw her husband.

However, he never expected to meet such a harmonious atmosphere when he walked into the office. The three calmly ate breakfast.

However, after careful examination, he detected a hint of awkwardness in the air.

Nonchalantly, Fang Qing walked over to the table, picked up one of the packaged breakfasts and sat down by himself to eat. Talk can wait until they finish eating.

For a time, no words passed between the four of them.

Shortly after, everyone finished eating. Bo Jinyan said, “Let's go to the shopping mall to see Nie Shijun.” production records

Jian Yao replied, “Oke.”

Fang Qing glanced at him but did not speak.

As they walked out of the door, An Yan stuck to Fang Qing's shoulder, only to be shaken. An Yan cursed gently, “Sial”. Fang Qing ignored him. After a while, when they had reached the ground floor, Fang Qing reached into his pocket to look for his cigarette, but was unable to find his lighter. An Yan took out a matchstick from where Fang Qing had dropped it and handed it to him. Fang Qing looked at him, picked up a match and said, “Thank you.”

An Yan replied, “No need to thank me.”

Fang Qing lit his cigarette. After a few puffs, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.

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Luo Lang had to exercise every morning. If it doesn't rain, he'll come out and run for two hours. If it rains, he will run at home and do strength training.

It was after seven in the morning, and he had just finished exercising. He sat on the sofa with a white vest and sweatpants. His long and slender physique, his toned muscles, his hot body filled with sweat – he did not at all look like a respectable man of the elite class.

He looks like a real man. Dress up, she looks slim and proportionate, but, without clothes, she is all muscular* – this is the most appropriate way to describe her.

*T/N (chuan yi xian shou, tuo yi you rou) – flaming. with clothes, skinny; with loose clothes, fat.

Of course, he still had the characteristics of an entrepreneur and a public figure. For example, right now, he was watching morning news reports, various financial news, as well as reports on current affairs. At the same time, he unhurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, seemingly indifferent to everything that was happening in the world.

Except someone with a surname, ‘Jian’.

As soon as the news report mentioned ‘Xun’ City, he looked up.

If his memories were not wrong, Jian Yao was currently in Xun City to investigate a case.

Subsequent news reports caused his brows to wrinkle more severely.

Since the police have not made any official announcements, the people interviewed in the news reports have started to exaggerate or fabricate aspects of the case, making it even more extraordinary and mysterious. A serial killer who always appears on rainy nights, targets women in red, and then makes the body into a human butterfly. . . .

Until the end of the news report, Luo Lang maintained a grim expression.

After a while, he looked down and laughed mockingly.

Where did this irreverent little thief come from, making things unnecessarily complicated and even worrying about the entire city? He considered that his Jian Yao should fill his ears in work.

Luo Lang's expression turned cold.

If there was something in this world that would make him very worried, it was only Jian Yao. After that case, he swore that he would never again let any case or person hurt Jian Yao.

And, he himself no longer wanted to suffer being persecuted.

He stood up, bathed in the bathroom, changed into a black t-shirt and black pants, put on a hat and backpack, then called his secretary to say, “ . . . I have to go on a business trip for a few days, do not contact me during this time. If anything comes up, ask another partner to handle it. .”

He got down to the garage, pulled out a car he normally wouldn't use and drove straight from Beijing.

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An Yan's car was parked in the parking lot of the police station. He unlocks the door and opens the driver's door. At this moment, he heard Jian Yao's voice, saying, “Fang Qing, let's sit behind.” Fang Qing and An Yan looked up at the same time and exchanged glances.

Fang Qing made a sound of approval and climbed onto the back seat with Jian Yao.

Bo Jinyan bit her lower lip lightly before sitting in the front passenger seat with an indifferent expression.

The car drove away.

At first, everyone was silent. After some time, Jian Yao coughed twice. Fang Qing and An Yan did not notice, but Bo Jinyan slightly lowered her head. As the car was passing a corner, he suddenly spoke. “Why are you coughing?”

JIan Yao raised her head to look at him and replied, “Nothing, just a dry mouth.”

Bo Jinyan remained silent. An Yan immediately took out an unopened bottle of water from the center console and handed it to her. Jian Yao said, “Thank you.” Fang Qing smiled and said, “My mouth is also dry.”

An Yan said, calmly, ‘No more.

Jian Yao drank a mouthful of water and coughed twice more.

Bo Jinyan asked, “Is it because you kicked a blanket while you slept last night?”

An Yan and Fang Qing pretended not to hear it.

Jian Yao did not know how to reply, feeling awkward and a little troubled. So, it turned out that this man was still the same as before, speaking intimate details without caring about the people around him.

“Not your business,” answered lightly.

An Yan and Fang Qing both looked out the window.

Bo Jinyan was silent for a while before she said, “This is my business. Because I wasn't by your side to cover you with a blanket.” He sounded extremely pitiful, but An Yan and Fang Qing both had an inexplicable desire to laugh. Jian Yao bit her lips and turned to look out the window while saying, “I no longer need someone to cover me with a blanket.”

Fang Qing interrupted at this moment. “I can prove that. Jian Yao got up early every morning to practice – runs, hand-to-hand combat, target practice. . Now, she was almost considered the most formidable female criminal investigator in the station; he could defeat three burly men alone. A little flu won't affect him. ”

An Yan was somewhat surprised. “Very strong?”

Fang Qing said, “Oh. . .it would be like a game for him to defeat the two of you now. ”

An Yan said, “Really? Sister-in-law, let's try later. ”

Jian Yao smiled faintly as she said, “Sure.”

Bo Jinyan spoke. “I will also try.”

Jian Yao ignored him.