Love Me if You Dare: Pristine Darkness

This is a warmly furnished studio.

Although the area is small, the walls are all painted light yellow, and the stars and fish are hand-painted on the white ceiling. There is not much furniture, and the bookcase is composed of some scattered wooden squares, which are set on the wall. A log square table, several brightly colored chairs. No carpet, but the cheap light wood floor mats look soft and generous.

But at the moment, the studio looks a little messy. Miscellaneous things and props are stacked in a corner and are not well organized. Books, documents, and fast-food boxes are scattered on the table. The color of the floor mats is not so bright, obviously it has not been tried for a long time.

Bo Jinyan raised his hand and wiped the window sill, which was also gray.

A team of prospectors was already busy driving in the room. Fang Qing stood by the door and kept looking down at the door frame. Like Yao Jin, Jian Yao also carefully looked at each corner of the studio.

Xu Sheng, Jiang Xueran, and Wen Xiaohua stood outside the house, accompanied by a criminal policeman. Their faces could not be seen clearly in the twilight, but they were all silent and looked like Xiao Suo.

"What is this?" Jian Yao pointed at some light traces on the wall. There are areas where the color is noticeably cleaner than the surrounding walls.

"Photo wall." Bo Jinyan said the answer, "Go ask them, where did the photo go?"

"Last time I cleaned it up," Jiang Xueran replied. Xu Sheng and Wen Xiaohua beside him were silent.

Jian Yao looked at his unusually calm face and asked, "What kind of photos are they?"

Jiang Xueran slightly reluctantly tickled his lips and replied, "Activity photos, landscape photos ... are useless."

"So ... can you provide us with the photos in electronic format?"

Jiang Xueran paused and said, "It should be possible." Take a look at Xu Sheng and Wen Xiaohua: "Let's look back."

Jian Yao said, "Thank you."

Then she suddenly asked, "How about you, do you think those photos are useless?" She asked the other two. Xu Sheng nodded, then nodded. Wen Xiaohua's face was a little red, and she answered, "Yes, yes."

When Jian Yao walked back into the room, passing by Fang Qing, he was leaning on the door frame for thought.

"What did you find?" Jian Yao asked.

Fang Qing smiled and said, "Nothing was found." Then she lowered her voice and said, "According to the three of them, only five of them have the keys. I didn't find any traces of tape, scratches, organs ... ... wait, that is to say, unless I am blind, there is no possibility for a sixth person to break in forcibly or create a secret room to enter and poison. "

Jian Yao blinked, and whispered, "Good job."

Fang Qing glanced at her: "Why do you both have a tone?"

Jian Yao: "... is there?"

Looking up, Bo Jinyan was getting out of a pile of debris and took out a small ornament. The colored, porcelain, little monk with a good attitude. Jian Yao has seen it in a brand store before, and the list price is not low, it is more than 200. It was just because I had thrown it indiscriminately, the surface of the decoration was dirty, and there were still many scratches.

Bo Jinyan put the decoration down and said to her softly, "Isn't it interesting?"

Jian Yao thought about it and answered, "Yes."

Bo Jinyan also said: "It's really interesting. The scope of our suspects seems to be getting smaller and smaller, and it's becoming more and more obvious."

Jian Yao touched her chin, meditated, and said, "I remember the earliest case of the ancient city case, you said: Observed some small incidents, connected in a secret way. Now it is the same. The truth covered by time is giving us a mocking smile. '"

They looked at each other and smiled.

Bo Jinyan looked at her seriously and solemnly, and said "Oh".

"You keep learning from me and you become more and more like me," he whispered.

With a deep voice, Jian Yao's heart suddenly jumped. Turning his face, resisting his inadvertent solicitation.

The absence of the three persons proved that they were quickly investigated.

The water was bought by Wen Xiaohua from a nearby convenience store yesterday. Other water tests in the convenience store were no different. The water was also picked by Wen Xiaohua himself.

All three of them were preparing in the studio yesterday, and they all came in and out. So everyone has the possibility of poisoning.

In addition, the remaining bottles of water in the laboratory were tested-all were injected with cyanide.

The studio location is relatively remote in the park and there is no camera at the door.

When evacuated from the scene, Jian Yao saw Jiang Xueran and the three also boarded the police car. At this time the sky was completely dark, and the faces of the three of them showed the same gloom and dimness under the street light. They didn't talk, they didn't look at each other, as if they were all thinking.

And Bo Jinyan stood at the door of the studio and looked at a small flower garden by the door. There are still a few chrysanthemums that don't know how long they will wither, and the once beautiful silhouette is faintly visible. He picked up a flower from the ground, glanced at it quietly.

——

"An Yan didn't find the monitoring picture of Yumeng!" Fu Ziyu was a little frustrated, and he was unwilling to sit down opposite Bo Jinyan.

It was already more than ten o'clock in the night, and Bo Jinyan looked up at him: "Go back first, I will stare for you."

"I want to stay here." Fu Ziyu answered.

Bo Jinyan smiled and said, "If you join the police earlier, you can just stay here right now."

Fu Ziyu also laughed: "Hey, you're enough! Don't bring such a robbery with fire."

Both were quiet for a while, and Bo Jinyan said, "Go back and rest. If she doesn't want to see you, you won't be able to wait. If she wants to see you, she will definitely appear."

Fu Ziyu glanced at him obliquely: "You are more and more like a seasoned love master."

Bo Jinyan replied, "What do I do, not a master?"

Fu Ziyu smiled, but in the end he still got up and planned to go back, but Bo Jinyan told him: "Don't go to her by yourself, or go to the place where she appeared day and night. Take care of yourself."

Fu Ziyu smiled and said, "I try my best."

Not long after he left, Jian Yao came in and asked, "Zi Yu left?"

"Ok."

Jian Yao sat down, sighed, and said, "What on earth is the woman?"

Bo Jinyan did not answer the question: "She happened to appear in front of Zi Yu twice, but she was not captured by any camera. Do you know what this means?"

Jian Yao froze.

Bo Jinyan said quietly: "It means 'she' is a master of anti-investigation."

Jian Yao was silent for a while, and said, "Will you say that the short message was sent to me? But why didn't she send it to Ziyu, but to me?"

"Mrs. Bo." Bo Jinyan said lightly, "Our family has recently investigated the case, and we don't rely on guessing."

Jian Yao glanced at him.

"Fang Qing has detained the three of them separately," she said. "And vaguely revealed to them the results of the investigation where a sixth person could not break in. What should I do now?"

Bo Jinyan stood up and replied, "Hang them for a while."

Jian Yao smiled: "Fang Qing also means that. You two have a tacit understanding."

"Can I choose him?"

"Where are you going?" Jian Yao asked.

Bo Jinyan picked up his coat: "I'm going down."

Jian Yao looked at his side. When Bo Jinyan wanted to go for a walk by himself, there weren't many.

"I'll go too." She caught up.

Although the Criminal Psychology Special Task Force is affiliated with the Ministry of Public Security, it usually works with the Interpol Team of the Municipal Bureau.

Downstairs, there is a playground. The mist is heavy tonight and the sky is cloudy. The light penetrated the dim, making the plastic runway quiet and soft. Bo Jinyan walked slowly in front, and Jian Yao followed behind him. She thought he was probably worried about Fu Ziyu. Otherwise, who can make him sad?

After a while, Jian Yao stepped forward, stretched out his hand and caught his back: "Jin Yan, carry me."

Bo Jinyan's heart was filled with the cool mist around him slowly, calm and deserted. When she heard her request, her heart was very hot, she bowed her waist a little, let her climb up her back, then easily lift her up, and continue to move forward.

She buried her face on his wide back and smiled slightly.

Mr. Bo Jinyan also smiled.

"You're heavy," he said lightly.

Jian Yao was taken aback: "You ... feel so good?" She did gain two pounds recently-probably with Fang Qinganyan and others ...

"I always feel good," he said.

Jian Yao gently "cut".

She lay on his back and stopped talking.

Bo Jinyan wasn't squinting as occasional runners passed by.

Jian Yao was a little embarrassed: "Let me down."

"I want to memorize it again."

"Oh……"

Carrying a short paragraph, he suddenly pointed his thumb to the abdomen and gently rubbed the inside of her thigh.

Itchy, very numb, like carelessness, but also some kind of teasing.

"Don't do this!" Jian Yao blushed.

"Just suddenly thinking about it," he whispered.

The mist hit the face, moist and cool. Both were silent for a while, Jian Yao said, "Hey, shall I carry you?"

This proposal was a bit interesting, and Bo Jinyan put her down. Jian Yao rubbed his hands, walked in front of him, and bent down. Bo Jinyan pressed up politely, but his feet were almost inseparable.

"Uh ..." Jian Yao gritted his teeth and walked on his back several steps.

"Oh." Bo Jinyan praised, "I can't see my wife, and she's very boyfriend."

Jian Yao was teased: "This is the new internet term you heard from An Yan?"

"Yes."

Taking a few more steps, Jian Yao couldn't hold it anymore. There was a grass field in front of him and he just wanted to leave him. Jian Yao stood unstable and was caught by him. Both fell on the grass.

He held her back.

Jian Yao: "What are you doing?"

He was staring at her in the dark night, and his eyes were as bright as stars: "When I saw the grass, I suddenly wanted to hug you ... Get out.

Jian Yao: "..."

Faced with such a buzzing Labrador-Bo, Jian Yao lost his voice.

The two were motionless, lying on the slightly wet grass. Jian Yao lay on his chest.

"Hey, don't worry," she said softly in his ear. "No matter how good the result is, I think he will have a happy life."

"Well, I think so."