Love Me if You Dare: Pristine Darkness

When Jian Yao knocked on the door of Room 302, Unit 3, Block 2, Xincun Village, Guangbo Road, Feng Yuexi's face flashed a little flustered.

Jian Yao smiled: "You should still remember me? I am the criminal police involved in the investigation of this Nie Shijun case. Suddenly I think of some questions and need to ask you again."

Perhaps it was because she arrived too suddenly, and Feng Yuexi was so panicked that she couldn't refuse her request to go in and sit. When she was already sitting on the sofa, Feng Yuexi was afraid and frightened, as if hanging on a line. But when Feng Yuexi poured a good tea and looked at Jian Yao, he found that the latter looked serene and kind, and seemed to find nothing. This makes Feng Yuexi a little more certain.

Jian Yao took the water she poured, but didn't plan to drink it at all. When you have it with you, take the opportunity to look at the furnishings of the entire house. This is a one-bedroom, small in size, but spacious and bright. The decoration is very new, simple and exquisite, which is in line with the aesthetics of a girl like Feng Yuexi. There are also some sorting boxes stacked in the corner of the living room, showing that the owner had just moved here and hadn't had time to arrange them completely.

"This is your friend's house?" Jian Yao asked.

"Ah, no." Feng Yuexi replied, "Because I don't plan to live back, he rented this house for me."

Jian Yao accidentally glanced at the scenery outside the window, but it was a moment.

An off-white brand new modern style building, one of which has a sign on its roof: Jiamei Mingyuan.

Almost across the street.

Twilight came slowly, and the two women sat opposite each other, both of whom seemed extraordinarily quiet. Jian Yao glanced at Feng Yuexi's wrist, wearing a "Pandora" brand bracelet, she did not wear it during the previous two inquiries. Behind her was a Gucci bag. There are a few pairs of shoes on the entrance shoe cabinet near the entrance. Jian Yao pointed his eyes and saw the LOGO of the sole.

"You know, right?" Jian Yao asked suddenly.

Feng Yuexi looked blank.

"She's that kind of person."

Obviously Ms. Feng's response was not as wit and prepared as the previous two times. Her face changed suddenly, but the response was relatively quick. She tried to calm herself, her lips moved, and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about.

"She loves you." Jian Yao's fingers rubbed against each other silently. "She is also one of those who love you."

Feng Yuexi turned pale as if struck by lightning. Suddenly, many things came to mind, and Nie Shijun smiled and looked deeply into her eyes. Once she held her hand and was thrown away, and pulled and thrown away ... and she lay on the butterfly In the pattern, the cold and powerless photos ...

Non-vegetation. Seeing that she was finally in the mood, Jian Yao continued to attack her heart calmly: "In the beginning, we could not find the motive for killing, and thought that the serial killer committed the crime randomly. But now, there is motivation. It is for love . "

Feng Yuexi seemed to be awakened, but it was too late, all the emotions just now had been revealed on his face. Her eyes were hesitant, and she couldn't say a word.

Jian Yao's voice was calm and majestic: "We have checked Nie Shijun's affairs and confirmed that she is gay. But why did you hide it from the police before you?"

"I'm not concealing!" Feng Yuexi retorted subconsciously, "I just ..." She lowered her head: "I'm just afraid to get in trouble and cause me unnecessary trouble. I don't know if this has anything to do with your investigation. And she It's gay, and I'm not! I didn't accept her. She got behind, really ... a little sick. "

Jian Yao was quiet for a while. Intuition told her that it was close to the truth. Feng Yuexi's refutation is so pale and weak, and has unconsciously leaked part of the truth, which is undoubtedly the weakest breach of this crime. When she touched the cell phone in her pocket, she just wanted to make a call and clicked. The living room door lock was opened and someone came in.

Feng Yuexi stood up almost immediately, like trying to catch the last straw.

"Chen Jin," she called, "are you back? The police are here."

The man at the door looked up.

Jian Yao also watched him.

It was a 27-year-old, eight-year-old man, more than one meter and seven meters in length, wearing a polo shirt and black trousers, and he kept his hair, clothes and shoes neatly. The face is a bit small, but the figure is strong. A pair of dark eyes, there are deep bags under the eyes.

Jian Yao was silent for a moment and smiled slightly: "Hello, Chen Jin ... right? I'm Interpol Jian Yao, and some clues need to come over to confirm with Feng Yuexi and disturb you."

Feng Yuexi stood with her back to Jian Yao, so Jian Yao couldn't see her eyes, but Chen Jin saw it. He stared for a few seconds before slowly looking away, looking at Jian Yao, and smiled politely: "Comrade police, you are welcome! It is our duty to cooperate with your investigation." Then in Feng Yuexi A pinch on the back of his hand: "I don't know if I can make a cup of tea for the police, go!" Feng Yuexi immediately flashed into the kitchen, leaving them to sit in the living room.

Jian Yao asked gently: "Did you drive here?"

Chen Jin didn't expect her to ask such a question, and gave a short answer: "I don't need to drive, I live in the neighborhood."

Jian Yao smiled.

Feng Yuexi brought two cups of tea, Chen Jin picked up a cup, lowered his head and blew, took a sip, set aside and asked: "Are you sure to ask Yue Xi clearly?"

Feng Yuexi sat beside him, his face flushed.

Jian Yao's look remained unchanged: "Ask clearly."

All three were quiet for a moment. The golden sunset was shining through the window in this silent room, Chen Jin groaned for a moment, and said, "In fact, I also have a clue to report to you, but ... I can't make up my mind."

Feng Yuexi was startled.

Jian Yao stared at him: "What clue?"

Chen Jin glanced at Feng Yuexi: "Yuexi, please avoid it first, go to the kitchen and make some order." The last two sentences he spoke a little slowly, Feng Yuexi paused for a moment and stood up: "OK."

Chen Jin loosened his tie and threw it on the sofa, his hands entangled, still seemingly struggling: "I suspect that a man is the murderer who killed Nie Shijun."

"Who?"

Chen Jin looked up at her, his eyes firm: "Our friend, Shi Peng." When Jian Yao showed a look of doubt, he continued to whisper and explained: "I, A Peng and Yue Xi, three have grown up from childhood. A Peng He has always liked Yue Xi. But Nie Shijun, who lives with Yue Xi, seems to have been blocking his pursuit of her. A Peng has told me more than once that it really annoys Nie Shijun. Later we both knew that Nie Shi Jun's sexual orientation may not be normal. I advise Yue Xi not to interact with Nie Shijun, but Yue Xi's softhearted, long-term friends can't make up his mind. Then Nie Shijun becomes more entangled, I'm fine, However, A Peng always has a bad temper and loves to fight in the factory. He said that he must find a chance to clean up Nie Shijun ... I didn't care at first, but after Nie Shijun's death, I remembered that A Peng said something happened several nights. He drove out by himself. And when Nie Shijun died, when we mentioned it, he seemed quite happy ... "

His dark eyes were staring at Jian Yao, his low and hasty words seemed to be revealing a shocking secret to her. Jian Yao heard it with a little stun, and vaguely remembered that there was two men and another in the car where Feng Yuexi was picked up at the police station that night.

Seeing that she was always silent, Chen Jin frowned slightly and said, "And ... I have something that happened to be found at A Peng's house, and I secretly took it back. It may be evidence that the killer is Shi Peng."

At this moment, Jian Yao's expression moved obviously: "What?"

Chen Jin looked at her momentarily: "Just in the bedroom cabinet, I'll show you."

Jian Yao answered, "OK."

The door to the bedroom was behind the sofa. The two stood up, and Jian Yao looked at the quiet bedroom. Chen Jin walked around the sofa and walked behind her.

"Where?" Jian Yao asked.

"It's in the nightstand on the right."