Pure Darkness

Chapter 71

Xun Town was not big, so they quickly arrived at the entrance of the mall that Nie Shijun frequented. Jian Yao and Fang Qing opened the car door and exited, An Yan's fingers tapping on the steering wheel.

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“You will wait in the car?”

“Mhm,” replied Bo Jinyan.

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Everyone left the car, and the interior of the car went back into silence. Bo Jinyan sat for a while, feeling the sunlight penetrate through the car window, shining on her face, it was a little warm. Yet in his head, he recalled every sentence of the conversation he had just had with Jian Yao.

It was an unexplained kind of warmth. In the past year, he had used a heartless and cold demeanor to seal himself. He didn't want anyone to come near him. But from the first moment he met her again, his heart had already started to surge like a wave. He was already barely able to control himself, and wanted to hug her, kiss her angrily. Unfortunately, this was his wife, his wife whom he could not reach and hug because she was so far away for a year.

He wants her, wants her kiss, wants her forgiveness and understanding, wants her tenderness.

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Jian Yao and the other two returned very quickly. Although Nie Shijun had used the cash to make his purchase, he had registered a point card at the mall, so inquiring about his purchase record was a very easy task.

Fang Qing held in his hand a long pile of receipts that had been printed, opened the back door of the car, and was stunned.

Bo Jinyan had moved to the back seat.

A proud yet calm appearance, both hands leaned against his staff. Fang Qing could not help his smile, and glanced at Jian Yao. Jian Yao looked at Bo Jinyan, and did not move. Fang Qing gave him a slight nudge, sitting himself in the front passenger seat. An Yan smiled slightly, and started the car.

Just a stone throw, the entire body that absorbed the cold aura of a scholar was right beside Jian Yao. As soon as he lifted his head, he could see the tip of his black suit, and his clean, slender fingers. He could even see a thin scar on one finger.

“How was the result of your question?” Bo Jinyan asked.

Fang Qing flipped through the purchase records, and lightly replied, “Every month, Nie Shijun seems to almost always have one or two purchases: lipstick, skin care products, accessories, women's clothing…. He has it all. I saw, and at times like the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival (Lunar New Year), the items he bought were a bit more expensive.”

An Yan asked, “So what does that mean?”

Jian Yao said, “But Nie Shijun himself is a very simple person, he does not use these objects. Last time after interviewing Feng Yuexi, we searched their apartment and did not find these items.”

He had just finished saying these words when he suddenly gave a surprise.

Because Bo Jinyan had clasped her hands tightly without batting an eye.

“He must have bought it for other purposes.” Bo Jinyan said lightly. The morning sunlight shone on his face; as the car moved, the rays and shadows intertwined, his pale and pale face like a calm statue.

Jian Yao wanted to withdraw her hand, but the grasp of her finger was extremely strong, so she could not.

Fang Qing said, “Maybe he bought these items to hide them? A few days ago, I saw a news broadcast, a girl always went to the mall to steal branded items, but she never wore them outside, just wore them to look at herself in the mirror. When he goes outside, he will only wear cheap jerseys and jeans.”

This conjecture was rather interesting, but even Bo Jinyan could not come to a conclusion now. But whether these details and his death are related, no one knows where to find out.

“Could he buy all this for his mother?” Said An Yan.

Fang Qing replied, “Are you stupid? These were all brands that young girls used, how could he buy them for his mother? And which girl gives her mother a gift every month?”

Jian Yao's heart trembled slightly, she felt what Fang Qing said touched something, but she was not sure. His hand was still held tightly by Bo Jinyan, he could not pull it out even though he wanted to.

Bo Jinyan's heart had an inexplicable blood wave. He sat quietly for a long time, before opening his mouth to speak, “Let's invite Feng Yuexi back to ask a few more questions.”

His words that were spoken casually caused Jian Yao and the others to be slightly startled. The shadow of Feng Yuexi floated in their minds – wore a brand from head to toe, a face with exquisite makeup. Compared to Nie Shijun's abnormal life habits, was there anything to do?

However when Feng Yuexi was invited back to the police station, he clearly stated that he had no premonition about any of this.

Compared to the shock and sadness he experienced when he was last taken to the police station, Feng Yuexi today seemed much calmer and calmer. However, he also looked somewhat thin, both of his eyes had dark circles; it was clear that he was not sleeping well.

“I'm not sure,” Feng Yuexi clenched his hands together, puzzled as he spoke, “We sometimes go to the mall together to buy some items, but I didn't know he bought this much, but I didn't know he bought this much, and I’ have never seen him use it ah.”

Fang Qing asked, “Could he have bought it for someone else?”

“I'm not sure.”

Fang Qing changed his question, “Then did he ever give you these kinds of things?”

Feng Yuexi was silent for a while before replying, “Ya. When I celebrated my birthday, she gave me clothes, for the New Year she gave me a bottle of lipstick. But when she celebrated her birthday, I also bought her a cake and gave her a gift.”

The police also interviewed Nie Shijun's family members and colleagues, but they all stated that they were unaware of Nie Shijun's buying habits, in line with what Feng Yuexi said. This trail ends here because for a while there was no valuable information. Bo Jinyan and Shao Yong both thought that if they continued investigating, they should look to Nie Shijun's university days and see if they could find a breakthrough. So, Shao Yong also sent a team to follow this lead, and in the end, there was actually a reward, but that was the story for later.

Night had arrived, they had completed their initial inspection of those living in houses close to Nie Shijun without finding any obvious suspects.

The full moon was like a silver plate that emitted light, hanging in the sky. Jian Yao had finished organizing the investigative notes of the officers and brought them to the office, when she saw Bo Jinyan sitting there alone, using a finger reader to “read” files, she said, Fang Qing and An Yan were both not there.

Jian Yao was silent.

Recalling what had happened in the car earlier, only when the car arrived at the police station did he let go of his hand. But his mind fell apart, and he got out of the car immediately. In truth, he did not know what he was trying to resist, but he would subconsciously reject it to try to get close.

Bo Jinyan was originally engrossed in reading the file when she heard it coming in, unexpectedly, she did not raise her head. As if they were still in Beijing, in their comfortable home, she read the files, and she accompanied him.

“Jian Yao,” he suddenly started talking, “Can you explain to me the appearance of the victim, Nie Shijun? Your impression on him.”

Jian Yao was slightly surprised, “Did An Yan not tell you?”

“He does, but his observation skills are rough, and does not have sensitivity to human nature, unlike how detailed you are.” He paused for a while before continuing, “Often, only you have the same effect as me.”

Jian Yao paused for a moment, then said, “Alright. See Nie Shijun…. He looked peaceful, reserved, closed; he had flat eyebrows, the base of his nose was quite high, his lips thin. Looking at her, she looked innocent and unattractive, but..personally, I feel she is not an easily bullied and gentle character. The expression in his eyes looked a little gloomy, as if he was hiding something, giving me a little strange feeling.”

Bo Jinyan thought for a while, she tapped her finger on the table, then slowly said, “Right now in my heart, I have some guesses. But I still lost some details to confirm it. The amount of detail I can “amati” is too little. He paused for a while before continuing, “If I can see the face of Nie Shijun, if I can more accurately determine the characteristics of his behavior, then I can confirm my conclusion.”

Jian Yao did not say anything.

After a while, he said, “Jian Yao, forgive me.”

He said, “I'll be back, but not now.”

He said, “I promise to bring back the bodies of these killers.”

Jian Yao cried, she raised her head, only to see her pale, stubborn, yet handsome face. The black night sky was behind him, as was the starlight. In dimness, he seemed to have become a portrait of immortality, frozen in his field of vision. Then he stood up, his hands propped up by the table, slowly feeling his way towards her. He took off the sunglasses he was wearing, closed his eyes, and lowered his head to kiss her. Jian Yao had never rejected his kiss before, and in that case, she could not refuse it either. His lips moved along his face, his tears shifting, like a long-buried bomb, that was about to explode inside their bodies. His kiss became more and more intense, the grip of both hands on his shoulders becoming tighter and tighter.

After a long while, his lips finally moved. Both of Jian Yao's hands caressed both of his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

At that moment, someone barged in, it was Fang Qing. Looking at the scene, he stared blankly for a moment, then said, “They found the second corpse, it's the Butterfly Killer again!”