Pristine Darkness

Chapter 3

Translated by: Ting

Translation checked by: Tranzgeek, Clue

Edited by: Librismuse, Calculusfanatic

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Fang Qing thought about it and said, "It seems like it, but not quite."

"How would you describe it?" His partner asked.

"If the killer had an abnormal mental mindset, he would kill people impulsively, but the crime scene is too clean. He obviously planned the crime out like a normal person would. However, it is indeed true that he handled the corpse extremely crazily, like a perverted person."

The two of them didn't speak again. After all, they didn't have any experience with this type of murder case.

The night sky got darker and darker before their eyes. The police weren't made of steel so Fang Qing gave everyone half a night's break to go home and rest. Fang Qing slowly walked out of the police station for a stroll.

The moonlight was very bright. Whenever his heart wasn't calm, Fang Qing liked to walk around the ancient city. Furthermore, they were unable to find any leads for the case. Fang Qing had always followed an old police saying: Once a case has run into a bottleneck, go back to the crime scene again.Who knows? One may discover something new.

After walking for a little bit, he walked by the Yao family's inn. It was a little past eleven p.m. and the main door of the inn was wide open. As far as he could see, there really wasn't anyone in the inn. Fang Qing thought about it and walked inside.

The Yao's inn was pretty well known throughout the ancient city. The Yao family was a very prominent family in the area. Yao Yuange was currently the head of the household, and he had many inns, restaurants, and factories under his control so he could be considered a local tycoon. Reportedly, the Yao's courtyard was an old residence that was left from the Ming or Qing dynasty. As for the members of the Yao family, he heard they lived in an old house nearby.

In each of the four corners of the courtyard, there was a stone statue of a beast. These statues looked very intimidating. The courtyard was big with a garden behind it, which contained a fish pond and quite a few trees. Fang Qing went into the garden, and saw a middle aged man standing near the fish pond, feeding the fish.

Fang Qing recognized him from a glance. He was the Yao family's boss, Yao Yuange. He was of a medium stature and was wearing a dark grey Chinese styled outfit. Fang Qing had seen his profile details. He was forty-eight years old, and he had taken good care of himself. Based on his first impressions, Yao Yuange looked like he had just turned forty years old. He had an upright appearance and seemed to have a cultured and unrestrained temperament.

Fang Qing recognized him but Yao Yuange didn't seem to recognize him. Yao Yuange smiled when he saw someone approaching and asked, "You haven't slept yet?"

He had most likely mistaken Fang Qing as a guest of the inn.

Fang Qing also smiled and answered the question with another question, "Yep, couldn't sleep. You are also staying at the inn?"

Yao Yuange laughed. "I'm the boss of this inn."

Fang Qing put on a surprised face and said, "How disrespectful of me! This inn is really nice and the boss runs it very well." He then started to praise the inn, talking about how the interior decorations had form and style, how all the plants had inexplicable charm, and so forth. Yao Yuange smiled as he listened to Fang Qing.

"But ..." Fang Qing knitted his brow, "I've heard that a guest living in the building in front of us was murdered a few days ago. The inn's business has probably been affected, huh? To be honest, when I heard about it, I got pretty scared."