Pure Darkness

Chapter 77

At the same time, police forces launched a surprise attack on the next-door apartment in Jiamei Mingyuan, Chen Jin's home.

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However, Chen Jin was not home.

Bo Jinyan stood in the middle of the living room, listening to An Yan describe the entire apartment. An Yan's description was extremely harsh, completely devoid of Jian Yao's proficiency and meticulous powers of observation, and his voice was also ominous. However, to Bo Jinyan, it was better than nothing.

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A lot of planning and research has been done to decorate the apartment, which is a minimalist Scandinavian style. Furniture and household appliances are all of high quality. The books in this study are all specialized tome about finance and economics, or data and information. Another room contains treadmills and bodybuilding equipment, providing evidence of the industrious and disciplined life of its inhabitants. In the wardrobe, coat, shirt, pants, and*********** the newly washed western style, everything is neatly folded and arranged.

In the bedroom, an abstract butterfly painting is hung on the side of the bed. The sweep was very messy and the color was striking, and the painting was not autographed.

In a locked room closet, police found rope, paint, and blood-stained black clothing. There was also a cell phone with a picture of Nie Shijun's scene and the death of that tramp. There were only about ten images of Nie Shijun, but, perhaps because there was enough time, there were over a hundred images of vagabonds, taken from different angles.

In regards to this, Bo Jinyan said unhurriedly to An Yan, “Did you notice that it was as if I was standing right in front of him, painting his portrait*? As if I saw it with my own eyes?”

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*T/N Bo Jinyan refers to the accuracy of the criminal profile she previously created for the killer, as evidenced by the apartment decor etc.

An Yan said, “. . . . Indeed.”

Bo Jinyan smiled faintly.

An Yan also smiled faintly. This man had always been arrogant, and after Jian Yao's arrival, the overbearing aspect of his personality became increasingly clear. It was very different to what he had experienced in this past year, where he sometimes attempted to influence the deep and reserved aura. An Yan felt that the current situation was extraordinary, extremely overwhelming.

When the criminal investigators saw everything, they felt happy and cold. After receiving news from the frontline troops, Shao Yong asked his superiors to issue an order to immediately hunt down Chen Jin throughout the city.

Since everything had happened so suddenly, Shi Peng along with the police force ran to and fro. He had heard some pieces of rough conversation and seen some clues, which made him become shocked and speechless. Never in a million years could he have imagined that his friend would be the prime suspect in a serial murder case. Now, his heart and mind were in turmoil as he grappled with many thoughts and information and as a result, grew increasingly silent.

As Chen Jin had yet to be found, Fang Qing felt a deep sense of unease as his subconscious continued to push him that something important had been ignored. However, since the current situation was chaotic, with so much to watch out for, he could not think of what it was.

At this point, Bo Jinyan walked over to Shi Peng who had been held in a corner, and asked him directly, “Do you think where Chen Jin most likely is, now?”

A myriad of thoughts raged in Shi Peng's mind. Finally, he asked, “Is it dangerous for Yuexi if she is with him now?”

Bo Jinyan simply replied, “Maybe.”

Shi Peng gritted his teeth and said, “He rented an apartment for Yuexi at Guangbo Street Housing Development, nearby. I'm not sure if he's with her now. ”

The criminal investigator is leaving. Fang Qing suddenly slapped his forehead. “This is not good! Just now, Jian Yao also said she would visit Feng Yuexi's temporary accommodation!”

Bo Jinyan's facial expression was initially calm and indifferent. Hearing Fang QIng's words, he turned his head towards Fang Qing and asked, “What are you talking about?”

Face changed. Without waiting for Fang Qing's reply, he turned around and stumbled upon the criminal investigator.

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Jian Yao put on her gloves and took two steps into the room. Sunlight shone through the window, giving everyone a rare shadow. He suddenly felt that something was wrong. When she looked back, she discovered that no one standing at the door of room – Chen Jin had disappeared somewhere.

He turned around and headed outside the room, then heard ‘ dings ‘ doors closed; someone had escaped from the apartment. When he ran into the living room, he immediately realized that Feng Yuexi's bag was missing from the sofa and a pair of running shoes were missing from the entrance. He wanted to chase, but someone walked out of the kitchen and his body blocked most of the sunlight from the window, so his face was a bit dark. He just stood there quietly. He had already taken off his coat, so he was just wearing his shirt. His sleeves rolled up to the elbows. The financial expert's slender hand was holding a rope.

The rope is so familiar.

Jian Yao stood in place, motionless, watching him approach step by step. There was a slight smile on his gentle face, but it could also be sadness.

“Is it for love?” Jian Yao asked.

He was silent for a moment and replied, “Ya.”

Right now, he was the most well-behaved and gentle, yet the most brutal killer. Whatever he asks, he will answer.

“I always felt that I saw it everywhere, and it was always in my dreams, maybe it was from my past life. I've seen butterflies kill people.”

It seems that he most likely suffered from delusional paranoia.

Jian Yao continued to ask, in a calm tone, “Tast night, you suddenly killed that bum, it was because Feng Yuexi was once again summoned for questioning by the police. . . does it have anything to do with those luxury items?” He set his sights on the items scattered randomly throughout the apartment.

Chen Jin suddenly smiled before replying, “Ya.”

She was already standing right in front of him, all 175cm away from her facing her tiny frame. He stared fixedly at her, his gaze hooded and dim, hard to read.

“You're thinking of making it look like a serial killer to mislead the police?” she asked.

He replied, “Ya. Did I make it look convincing? ”

Jian Yao looked at him with silent eyes like water. He sighed as he said, “But you are already a serial killer.”

Chen Jin started off violently.

Like a scorching sun suddenly, mercilessly, it flooded the dark night with a blazing light; like a long-shackled, ice-bound river suddenly burst out of its restraint, it, the expression in his eyes changed as his face turned evil, as if turning him into someone else.

Turned into his true self.

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The stairs echoed in a hasty move by criminal investigators. Another team of criminal investigators and Bo Jinyan anxiously boarded the elevator to the top.

Fang Qing's face was deathly pale. Even though he said Jian Yao's current fighting ability was quite good, he had never been alone facing such a ruthless serial killer before. An Yan was also very agitated; he repeatedly grasped and released his fingers, while muttering lowly, “Sister-in-law, sister-in-law. .”

Bo Jinyan could only stand in the corner of the elevator, never loosening her deathly grip on her staff.

Elevator door ‘berding’ when opened. The criminal investigators are all set to escape, but the frail criminal psychologist has moved forward, blocking the door as he rushes out, his reaction faster than anyone else.

Fang Qing and the criminal investigator were momentarily shocked at his incredible speed, but they naturally could not let the blind lead. Exchanging glances, everyone moved quickly to surround him on both sides and reach the door in an instant.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the door to 302 was unlocked.

Fang Qing took over. He listened carefully for a moment before gesturing with his hand. Two criminal investigators, with pistols out, violently kicked the door open and stormed in while shouting, “Don't move!”

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Many people rushed past Bo Jinyan and entered the apartment, but the expected sound of struggle or rising voice was absent. Bo Jinyan calmed herself down and gripped her wand with all her strength. Led by An Yan, he dashed inside.

An Yan exclaimed, “Oh. .”

Bo Jinyan looked up. His thin lips slightly pursed and he stood motionless for a few seconds before shouting, “Jian Yao, Jian Yao?”

It was sunset. The suspect, Chen Jin, had fainted and was lying unconscious on the floor. There was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but his breathing was in order. The person who beat him was obviously a bit aggressive, as one side of his face was bruised. His hands were handcuffed to the metal grille on the window, and he could not fly even if he had grown wings.

Jian Yao stood framed by the light of the setting sun. His arms were crossed at the chest as he leaned against the wall, sipping a cup of water held in one hand. The slightly frayed rope was neatly rolled up on the table next to it. His initially indifferent expression on his face turned into a faint smile as he watched the people enter the room, nodding slightly to them. When Fang Qing and the others accepted the situation, they all laughed. Fang Qing even walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

Then, he raised his head and observed Bo Jinyan enter.

He stood alone amidst the crowd of people, clutching his staff, his face pale.

Jian Yao barely stopped before she put down the water cup and walked towards him.

His kind and irresistible hearing caught the sound of his footsteps, and he turned towards her, slowly extending his hand. Jian Yao clasped his hands and spoke so that only the two of them could hear. “Don't worry, Jinyan. In the future, let me deal with this unqualified serial killer. ”