Pure Darkness
Chapter 92
At first, Luo Lang only listened to those stories as harmless anecdotes. However, after that, they became more and more outrageous, and both the speaker and the audience became even more riled up.
Oi! I am an article!
“Jian Yi ah that, he looked down on us who are part of jianghu . He thinks we're all trash! He does not know that we also believe in loyalty and self-sacrifice, what the hell is this!”
“All the crows are black, when does a cop ever do good? Whoever you are, if you commit a crime and take advantage of your connections, you will eventually be released! If you don't have money then it's useless. Ha ha! No money!”
Oi! I am an article!
“Hey, do you think Jian Yi will take bribes?” “Of course!”
“Jian Yi it looks so pure and neat; I heard that there was a female villain who wanted to be with her, so despicable! Who knows how many secret women he has!”
“How cold! Rubbish!”
“Of course, these days, famous people are not those who have greater abilities, or who work sincerely on behalf of us ordinary people. Those who are smart enough to have a strategic way of doing cruel and merciless things!”
Oi! I am an article!
“One stays! Yep! Yes!”
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As far as the gang suffered at the hands of Jian Yi and the police, their descriptions would contain elements of slander and self-deprecation. At that moment, Luo Lang was still young, so how did he know? After hearing everything they said, his only reaction was that this Jian Yi was really just seeking fame, a despicable person, like Yue Buqun in ‘The Wandering Swordsman’*, he said*, a hypocrite and an incredible criminal!
*T/N (xiao ao jiang hu) – a novel by Jin Young (Louis Cha) serialized in the Hong Kong newspaper Ming Pao in the late 1960s, it has spawned many film and television adaptations. Yue Buqun was the head of the Hua Mountain Sect who was secretly conspiring against the novel's protagonist, Linghu Chong. Read more about this novel here.
So, after they finished talking, Luo Lang banged his beer glass on the table and said, “F **k, police bastard!”
Afterwards, someone said, “Brothers, do you dare to teach this person a lesson?”
At first, everyone was a bit surprised. Then, one by one, their drunken faces reddened with blinding emotions. “Go! Just go! Go”
They were fortified by alcohol, and their numbers were numerous. They had already lost control of the raging flames within them; whether something was right or wrong no longer mattered to them, they only needed a way out. In fact, what they poured out was actually their dissatisfaction with themselves.
That day, a gang member saw police car Jian Yi go to his parents' residence. This was excellent; it was as if heaven had predestined Jian Yi to meet with this calamity. If he returned to the police compound, they would not dare to go there, and nothing would happen. The next day, upon awakening, the intoxicating impulse of courage will disappear.
When they arrived outside Jian Yi's old man's residence, they could hear the sound of a flaming television, as well as the sound of a calm and gentle dialogue. In the silent night, and compared to the cold state they were in, it felt like they were in two completely different worlds. Strange emotions, a combination of sadness and courage, infiltrate the heart of the gang leader. He raised his knife and attacked with a stern expression on his face. . . Transmissible emotions. Previously, they only talked about ‘teaching Jian Yi lesson’, but did not know what ‘lesson’ like they wanted to teach him. Thus, when they rushed to Jian Yi's house, when one person was overwhelmed by a deadly fury, the others followed him. In that split second, they did not face a lone police officer and a pair of physically weak parents*, but as if they were fighting with another gang, beating up members and slashing at them, he said, slash it, let's go! After some time, they discovered that they had hacked everyone to death.
*T/N (shou wu fu ji zhi li) – literally, there is no power to tie a chicken.
Luo Lang was puzzled as he walked to the Jian residence. He thought they were going to beat up the police officer, to ‘give him a lesson’. However, as soon as he walked in and saw the bloodied floor, his mind was completely muddled.
Amidst the flashing sword and the piece of flesh that dominated the room, he suddenly felt a hand, on the ground, holding his ankle. Shaking, he looked down. It turned out that Jian Yi, his body was pierced with several knives, managed to crawl onto Luo Lang's leg and somehow grabbed his leg.
Luo Lang was fixated on the spot in shock, and he felt as if ants were crawling all over his body. They were red ants, and climbed up from his ankles to cover his entire body.
It was then that Jian Yi raised his head and locked eyes with Luo Lang.
What kind of eyes is that? For many years and months after that, Luo Lang could never forget that scene. Even when he closed his eyes, he could still see the criminal investigator lying at his feet.
Even in such a situation, those eyes were still dark and silent. The 16-year-old Luo Lang had never seen, nor would he ever see, another person whose eyes were so clear, as they were completely pure and full of silent power. However, at that moment, Luo Lang also saw that those pitch-black eyes had traces of sadness spreading. As there was fresh blood dripping from Jian Yi's hair, it dripped into his eyes.
Jian Yi was clearly shocked as he looked at Luo Lang. It was as if he had never imagined that a child like this would take part in the slaughter of his entire family. However, his expression affected Luo Lang's heart with the force of the collision. In an instant, he found it difficult to maintain self-control, while his brain was completely unable to function and his hands trembled. Then, someone next to him shouted, “Free them! Free them!”
He heard a hysterical scream that emerged from within him, and when he regained his senses, he had already moved with a machete in his hand and slashed at Jian Yi's neck.
He actually cut Jian Yi's neck.
Jian Yi was finally dead.
The fatal blow had been his.
Tears welled up in Luo Lang's eyes, and he let it out. Amidst the mad human nature and the bloodstained ground, a young man holding a machete stood up, not knowing where to go.
Suddenly, he noticed that the locked door of the television cabinet moved slightly. He seemed to see a pair of eyes hiding in the depths of the closet. A chill down to his heart – if there is someone in the cabinet, then the gang will not be able to escape unscathed.
However, if he spoke, the person inside the cabinet would die, without question. Those pair of eyes clearly belonged to a child. A boy younger than himself.
Luo Lang stood for some time in this disturbed state, although it seemed like he was only standing there for a few seconds. Then, he moved to stand in front of the television cabinet, blocking her from the sight of others, and blocking the sight of the pair of eyes.
When he once again looked up, he saw Jian Yi, lying on the ground. He had already been slashed so many times, his body was in a terrible condition and his head was drooping. Behind his body, fresh blood continued to flow nonstop. The pattern of blood flow is concentrated and terrible. Is it defined by destiny? The lines slowly formed a circle and Luo Lang continued to pay close attention. In an instant, a thought popped into his mind: it was really like a butterfly.
The dead criminal investigator is like a soul that has reached nirvana and is reborn as a butterfly. The eyes are darker and purer than those of butterflies. From now onward, those eyes, which looked at him so calmly and lovingly, would be in every dream of his, in his life that had collapsed ever since he was young.
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After that day, Luo Lang did not return to the Axe Gang, nor did he attend school. He's been hiding in his room all day. With the tragic death of Jian Yi, everything about this extraordinary criminal investigator began to be reported repeatedly in the newspapers.
He was very honest and frugal, every month, from his small salary, he of his own accord would buy rice and oil for the families of innocent victims.
He takes his family responsibilities seriously, and is loyal and reliable. His wife was his first love, and once he met her, he never looked at another woman again. Female criminal who has served her sentence and is supposed to like it – she treats him as a younger sister, and never has any feelings for him. When he was released from prison, he had a difficult life. Jian Yi allowed his wife to personally visit him and gave him 500 renminbi . From then on, the girl felt ashamed of herself as well as grateful. He continues to work hard at his job and is able to start his life from scratch.
