Chapter 71:

The city is small, and soon arrived at the door of the shopping mall that Nie Shijun used to visit. Jian Yao and Fang Qing pulled down the door and An Yan's fingers knocked on the steering wheel: "Wait in the car?"
Bo Jinyan: "Yes."
Everyone got out of the car and rested in the car. Bo Jinyanmo sat for a while, feeling the sun shining through his car window, a little warm. In my mind, I remembered every conversation I just had with Jian Yao.
It was an indescribable warmth. This year, he has sealed himself with coldness and calmness. Don't want anyone to come near. But the moment he met her again, his heart rolled. He could hardly hold back, and wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss frantically. It turned out that it was his lover, the lover he couldn't reach and hug after a year away.
He wants her. Want her intimacy, want her understanding, want her tenderness.

The three members of Jian Yao returned soon. Although Nie Shijun uses cash to make purchases, she has a point card in the mall, so it is easy to check her spending records.
Fang Qing held the long printed receipt in her hand, opened the back door, and stunned.
Bo Jinyan sat in the back row himself.
Proud and bland, with his cane in his hands. Fang Qing couldn't help laughing, taking a look at Jian Yao. Jian Yao looked at Bo Jinyan and did not move. Fang Qing pushed her and sat down to the co-driver. An Yan smiled slightly and started the car.
Just a stone's throw away, a cold book volume is on the side of Jian Yao. She looked up to see his black suit cuffs and long, clean fingers. I even saw thin old scars on one finger.
"What's the result of the investigation?" Bo Jinyan asked.
Fang Qing flipped through the consumption records in his hand and replied lightly: "Nie Shijun has almost one or two purchases every month, lipstick, skin care products, jewelry, women's clothing, etc ... I have a look. Something is more expensive to buy. "
An Yan asked, "What does this mean?"
Jian Yao: "Nie Shijun himself is very simple and did not use these things. After inquiring Feng Yuexi last time, he searched their home and found none of these things ..."
The voice didn't fall, and suddenly hesitated.
Because Bo Jinyan held her hand. Hold tightly and stay calm.
"She bought it, there must be other uses." Bo Jinyan said lightly. The morning sunlight reflected on his face. As the vehicle moved, the light and shadow intersected, and his fair face was like a quiet sculpture.
Jian Yao wanted to pull his hand back, but his knuckles were stable and couldn't move.
Fang Qing said, "Maybe she bought these things just to hide? The other day I read a news, a girl always went to the mall to steal the brand, but never wore it out, only one person secretly looked in the mirror at home. Go out and wear cheap T-shirts and jeans. "
This speculation is interesting, but even Bo Jinyan can't reach a conclusion now. It is not known whether this has anything to do with her murder.
"Will it be bought for her mother?" An Yan said.
Fang Qingdao: "Stupid, you are all a brand used by young girls, how could it be bought for her mother. And which girl gives her mother a gift every month?"
When Jian Yao moved, she always felt that Fang Qing's words touched something, but she was still not sure. Bo Jinyan's hand was still held tightly, but he couldn't pull it out.
But at the moment, Bo Jinyan felt excited and satisfied. Realizing she wanted to escape, he decided to pretend he didn't know. Instead, use her thumb to gently scratch the back of her hand. Then she lowered her head and didn't move.
There was an inexplicable surge of blood in Bo Jinyan's heart. After being silent for a while, he said, "Call Feng Yuexi back and ask."
One sentence he downplayed, but Jian Yao and others were slightly sloppy. Feng Yuexi's image emerged in her mind, a well-known brand with exquisite makeup. Does it have anything to do with this unusual lifestyle of Nie Shijun?
However, Feng Yuexi, who was called to the police station again, made it clear that he was unaware of the incident.
Compared with the shock and sorrow when he was taken to the police station last time, Feng Yuexi looks much quieter today. But it also looked emaciated, with dark bags under her eyes, showing that she did not sleep well at night.
"I don't know." Feng Yuexi clasped her hands and said blankly, "We occasionally go to the mall to buy something together. But I don't know she bought so much and I haven't seen her used."
Fang Qing asked: "Will she buy it for others?"
"I am not sure."
Fang Qing turned around: "Did she give you something like this?"
Feng Yuexi was silent for a moment, and answered, "Yes. She gave me a dress for my birthday and a lipstick for me during the new year. But I also bought her cakes and gifts for her birthday."
The police asked Nie Shijun's family and colleagues again, but they all said they did not know about Nie Shijun's consumption habits, just like Feng Yuexi. When this clue is found here, there is no more valuable information for the time being. Both Bo Jinyan and Shao Yong believed that it is necessary to look ahead and check the events of Nie Shijun University to see if they can find a breakthrough. So Shao Yong sent another group of people to stare at this line. Later, he really gained something.
That night, a preliminary investigation of the crowd near Nie Shijun's house was completed, and no obvious suspect was found.
A full moon hangs in the sky like a shiny silver plate. After Jian Yao sorted out the investigation records of the criminal police officers and brought them into the office, she saw that Bo Jinyan was sitting there alone, and was "reading" the information with a reader. Fang Qing and An Yan were not there.
Jian Yao silently.
Thinking of being in the car just now, he didn't let go of her hand until the car reached the police station. Confused, she turned to get out of the car. In fact, she didn't know what she was resisting, but she subconsciously resisted his approach.
Bo Jinyan could read God from the original reading materials. He didn't look up when he heard her come in, as if he was still in Beijing. In their gentle home, he was looking at the dossier, and she was with her.
"Jane Yao." He suddenly said, "Can you describe to me the face of the dead Nie Shijun? How do you feel about her?"
Jian Yaowei: "Did An Yan tell you?"
"Sayed. But he has a rough observation and lacks perception of human nature, not as delicate as you." He paused and said, "Many times, only you and I feel the same."
Jian Yao was silent for a while and said, "Okay. Nie Shijun looks ... quiet, silent, introverted, flat eyebrows, straight nose, thin lips. It looks bland, but ... I personally feel that she does Not a weak character who is bullying. Her eyes look slightly gloomy, as if hiding something. It always gives me a weird feeling. "
Bo Jinyan imagined it in his head, tapped his finger on the table, and slowly said, "I have some guesses in my heart now. But I still lack some details to confirm it. I can 'observe' too few details. "I paused and said," If I can see Nie Shijun's face and have a more accurate judgment on the characteristics of her behavior, I can clarify my guess. "
Jian Yao didn't speak.
After a while, he said, "Jian Yao, I'm sorry."
"I will come back, but not now," he said.
"I swear to return with the bodies of those murderers," he said.
Jian Yao burst into tears, looked up, and saw his pale, stubborn and handsome face. The night is behind him, and the starlight is there. He seemed to be a timeless painting, fixed in her field of vision. Then he stood up, holding the table by the hand, and slowly touched it. He took off the sunglasses on his face, closed his eyes, and bowed his head to kiss her. Jian Yao never refused his kiss, nor could he at the moment. His lips moved along her face, and her tears moved like a long-buried bomb that was about to explode in both of them. He kissed more and more enthusiastically, holding her hands on her shoulders, and holding them tighter and tighter.
It took a long time before his lips moved away. Jian Yao's hands touched his eyes, tears were streaming down.
At this time, someone broke in, it was Fang Qing, and when he saw this he hesitated for a moment, and said, "I found a second body, and it is a butterfly killer!"