Pristine Darkness

Chapter 71

Our reunited sleuths head to the mall to investigate Nie Shijun's spending habits, and they make an interesting discovery. Where - or who - will it lead them to? Meanwhile, Bo Jinyan can't stop thinking about Jian Yao, and they finally end up . . . (read the chapter to find out!)

(On another note - Welcome back to PD, Clue!)

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Translator: Clue

Editor/ Proofreader: Anks

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Xun city was not large, so they quickly arrived at the entrance of the mall that Nie Shijun often went to. Jian Yao and Fang Qing pulled open the car doors and got out, An Yan's fingers tapped on the steering wheel.

"You'll wait in the car?"

"Mhm," answered Bo Jinyan.

Everyone left the car, and the car's interior was quiet again. Bo Jinyan sat for a little while, feeling the sunrays traversing through the car window, shining on his face, it was a little warm. However in his head, he remembered every sentence from the conversation he had just had with Jian Yao.

It was an inexplicable kind of warmth. In the past year, he had used a callous and cool attitude to seal himself away. He didn't want anyone to get close to him. But ever since the first moment he encountered her again, his heart had already started to surge like a wave. He already could almost not control himself, and wanted to embrace her in his arms, furiously kiss her. Alas, this was his wife, his wife that he could not reach out and embrace because he was so far away for a year.

He wanted her, wanted her kisses, wanted her forgiveness and understanding, wanted her tenderness.

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Jian Yao and the two others returned very quickly. Although Nie Shijun had used cash to make her purchases, she had registered a points card at the mall, so inquiring about her purchase records was a very easy task.

Fang Qing held in his hands the stacks of long receipts that had been printed, pulled open the rear car door, and was stunned.

Bo Jinyan had moved himself to the back seat.

The proud yet calm appearance, both hands leaning on his walking stick. Fang Qing could not hold back his smile, and glanced at Jian Yao. Jian Yao was looking at Bo Jinyan, and did not move. Fang Qing gave her a little push, seating himself in the front passenger seat. An Yan smiled slightly, and started the car.

Just a stone's throw away, an entire body permeating the cold aura of a scholar was right beside Jian Yao. As soon as she lifted her head, she could see the cuff of his black suit, and the clean and slender fingers. She could even see the thin scarring on one finger.

"How are the results of your inquiries?" Bo Jinyan asked.

Fang Qing flipped through the purchase records, and lightly responded, "Every month, Nie Shijun seems to almost always have one or two purchases: lipstick, skin care products, accessories, women's clothing.... She has it all. I looked, and during times like the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival (Chinese New Year), the things she bought were a little more expensive."

An Yan asked, "So what does that mean?"

Jian Yao said, "But Nie Shijun herself was a very simple person, she didn't use these things. Last time after interviewing Feng Yuexi, we searched their apartment and didn't find any of these things."

She had just finished saying these words when she suddenly gave a start.

Because Bo Jinyan had grasped her hand tightly without batting an eyelid.