Pristine Darkness Chapter 74

Jian Yao . . . Every day, I love you more and more.

Jian Yao and Bo Jinyan have a heart-to-heart talk, wherein Bo Jinyan realises that Jian Yao has changed, and so, perhaps, have the dynamics of their relationship. However, their love for each other remains as deep as before, or even deeper. How will he react to her ‘confession'? Meanwhile, the investigation into Nie Shijun's case continues with an interesting discovery . . .

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Chapter 74

A full-scale investigation began.

The sky was dark, daybreak was about to arrive. Jian Yao returned to the office, organising the files in her hands. However, she could feel that her heart was agitated, difficult to settle.

After a while, someone entered. He closed and also precisely locked the door. While the footsteps of the police officers outside the door were chaotic, the atmosphere within the room  was quiet as its own small world.

She stood there without moving, while Bo Jinyan felt his way to behind her and hugged her.

She struggled to escape and then walked to a different side of the room.

Perhaps it was because he could smell her scent, because he quickly found and hugged her. He lowered his head and buried it into the crook of her shoulder, his posture was reliant, but his tone of voice was very steady and sure, "Jian Yao, you need to believe that my choice will always be the most logical."

In the past when this happened, Jian Yao would always obediently listen to his words. However, since their reunion this time, he found that this was no longer the case. The woman in his arms quietly let him hug her, then opened her mouth; her voice, however, was quite low. Despite this, her sound was still graceful and moving like a violin ensemble.

"Jinyan. You always want to protect me, to put me in a safe place, impenetrably protecting me, and then go by yourself to go face death and danger. This was the case with the Flower Cannibal Killer, and the Masked Killer too. I love this about you, this man who loves from the very depths of his heart. There is no one better than you, purer than you, more upright than you, a n.o.ble soul.

But I also want to join you. A little bird cannot stand alongside you, only an eagle can. I don't want to be the person who stands behind you; I want to be the person who stands beside you. I want to be undaunted by dangers like you and have the experience and the ability to disregard perils."

Bo Jinyan's heart was like a raging torrent, twisting and turning. Her words were like a light that suddenly started shining on the surface of the water, the light was warm, and the water was also hot. He made an "oh" sound, felt for her hand, grasped it, and then said, "Who said you aren't an eagle? From the first instance I saw you, you have been the little eaglet in my heart!"

The corners of Jian Yao's mouth began to curve, but her gaze was sincere yet full of lament. She held his face with both hands, and, with only his sungla.s.ses separating them, said to him, "Ah, Jinyan, you need to know everyone also knows this, that incident was never your fault. You completed your duty very well; you already did the best you could. Under that disadvantage, you even destroyed almost all of their main forces, and saved me. There's no one more sharp and more wonderful than you. We only lost . . . Ziyu, but before the incident occurred, they had already killed him. You need not keep blaming yourself; it wasn't your fault. It was never your fault. You need to come back, you need to come back as a whole person. You can't leave again; you can't get yourself involved in danger by yourself again. I can't let you do that. I think if Ziyu's spirit were looking down on us, he would not let you do that either.

I know that your natural personality is to be selfless, but on this earth, you can be selfless with anyone. The only person you cannot be selfless with is me. Because I am not your friend, nor a victim. I am your wife, your only wife in this life. I love you as you love me. You can protect the entire world, but I will protect you. From now on, during each year, each month, each day and each night, we cannot be apart. This past year has been my limit, I thought it would be best if I tolerate you, give you s.p.a.ce, but it has only resulted in me missing you day and night, feeling sorry for you. The 'you' that left me and Ziyu, the 'you' whose eyes cannot see, the 'you' whose heart broke into pieces like that, exactly how are you going to stand up with strength? I don't ever want to live like that again. Oh, Jinyan, you need to know, I, Jian Yao, am willing to die for you."

Bo Jinyan's face was ashen, quietly standing there without a sound. The genius with an eloquent yet vicious tongue, for the first time in his life, lost the ability to speak.

Looking at his demeanor, Jian Yao also felt extremely sad. She quietly said in a low voice, "I have to go back and finish some things." Putting down the dossiers, she began to open the door to go outside.

"Jian Yao," he suddenly opened his mouth, "Every day, I love you more and more."

Jian Yao's heart felt like it had been swept up by a tide in reaction to his sudden love confession. She quietly said in a low voice, "Me too, Jinyan."

The courtyard outside had a few trees; perhaps because they were trees of the police station, they were uniquely tall and straight compared to trees in other areas. Jian Yao stood for a bit, as she felt her heart slowly calm down. At this point, she saw the other team of officers return – this was the team that was tasked with a deep dive on the first victim, Nie Shijun.

"Have there been any breakthroughs?" Jian Yao asked.

Right now, it seemed more like the killer was a disorganised serial killer, his pattern difficult to determine. His a.s.sociation with Nie Shijun did not seem to be all that clear either.

The two officers looked at each other, and one of them said, "We found nothing at Nie Shijun's university. However, for high school…. There was some gossip saying that she was very close to one cla.s.smate, their relationship ambiguous."

Jian Yao didn't have time to reflect on this information before the other officer said, "It was a female cla.s.smate, it was said that when they graduated from high school, the university one got into was in the north while the other was in the south, that female cla.s.smate caused an awful ruckus. In the end, her parents thought it was shameful, so everyone in the family moved."

The two police officers went upstairs to report on the situation, while Jian Yao just sat there in deep thought.

Nie Shijun . . . was h.o.m.o~s.e.x~ual?

*TN: the "~" is to indicate pauses in saying the phrase – reflecting Jian Yao's surprise.

Thus, so many things could logically be explained. For example, why she bought so many branded products for females, but there was no evidence she used it. Were they for her female lovers?

But, after asking everyone around her, no one knew who they had been given to.

So who could have most likely to have received these products? Who could have caused Nie Shijun to spend so much money to please?

Who was lying?

Jian Yao's heart suddenly trembled faintly, because she remembered something that Bo Jinyan had said before: he likely was one of the people you questioned yesterday, or at least, you questioned someone close to him, so this provoked him into committing another crime.

Jian Yao's heart beat loudly, she was in deep thought for a while before turning to walk into the criminal investigation room. She asked an officer, "What is Feng Yuexi's current address?"

First time in the police station, Feng Yuexi mentioned that, because this case was too terrifying, she temporarily did not live at home, but lived instead at a friend's house. Yet the first time officers searched her and Nie Shijun's personal items, it was at the original home, but they never searched her "friend"'s house.

Because she was connected to such an important case, Feng Yuexi's current address and whereabouts all needed to be reported to the police in a timely manner. That police officer looked it up for a bit, and said, "At Guangbo Road, New Village, Building 2, Unit 3, Room 302."

Jian Yao was not very familiar with Xun City's geographical environment, so she had the police officer point her to the approximate area of the address on the map so she had a general idea where it was – it didn't seem too far from the station. So, she turned and left the building.

Jian Yao stood at the door of the police station and called Fang Qing, "I'm going to take a trip to where Feng Yuexi resides now."

Fang Qing was investigating suspects with a group of other police officers in the station, so when he heard what she said, he only gave an "Oh" in response. He meant to say more, but Jian Yao had already hung up the phone. So Fang Qing didn't pay it too much mind and continued  with his work.

Jian Yao stood in the pale yellow sunlight, quietly waiting for the taxi.

Translator: Clue

Editor/ Proofreader: Summer