Candlelight, music, wine.  However that is solely a false image of concord and quietness.

Jian Yao sits on the couch.  She is holding a wine glass, quiet as a mouse.  Xie Han is sitting subsequent to her.  They’re watching TV collectively.

The identical information presenter that they’ve seen many occasions for the previous few days speaks: “It is a touching letter.  We have now invited the well-known felony psychologist Professor Makie to share with us his ideas on the letter.  He believes the letter is written by Miss Jian Yao below duress.  She is almost definitely threatened by the Flower Cannibal no.1. The ideas inside the letter is coherent, and totally conveys her honest and heartfelt love for Professor Bo Jinyan.  By way of a variety of logical and grammatical analyse, he believes the contents of this letter is credible.  Nonetheless, he additionally thinks that Miss Jian Yao might have been killed shortly after the letter is written, which we’re very sorry to listen to about…

Nonetheless, Professor Makie believes that Miss Jian Yao has accepted the existence of Professor Bo Jinyan’s break up character.  We consider her views on the problem will affect and persuade those that are nonetheless doubtful.”  

Xie Han smiles and appears at her: “Nicely executed.”

Jian Yao holds the glass tightly together with her hand.  

She thought she would die.  The letter is what Xie Han’s been ready for.  Her suicide word.  

She kept away from writing the word earlier as a result of she doesn’t wish to die.  However that evening, she was on the verge of a psychological breakdown.  She knew that one other injection would flip her mad.  

When she noticed the FBI took Bo Jinyan away, she’s made up her thoughts.  

She is prepared to die, but it surely have to be a worthy demise – so long as Xie Han could be dropped at justice. 

Jinyan, can you discover the clues I cover within the letter?  

I nonetheless consider you might be my Jinyan.  You’re Simon.  You will note them.  Then you will discover Xie Han, and discover me…

———————

For the subsequent few days, he didn’t give her any extra medication, nor did her torture her.  Actually, he even handled her wounds.  She was handled like a visitor.  They’d beautiful meals collectively.  

However Jian Yao is aware of in her coronary heart.  The explanation she remains to be alive, is as a result of he desires to search out one other ‘good’ option to kill her. 

———————

Xie Han stands up.  He smiles to her: “Guess the place I’m going at this time?”  He straightens his shirt and makes certain his tie is in the appropriate place.  

Jian Yao doesn’t reply.  Xie Han doesn’t appear to thoughts.  He leisurely says: “In the present day, our little Simon… Oh.. and little Allen could have his psychiatric analysis.  As soon as they confirms he has  break up character, because the information presenter says, his fame will likely be utterly ruined.  He will likely be spending the remainder of his life in a psychological establishment, or the Pelican Bay Jail.  Life Imprisonment.”   

Jian Yao’s coronary heart tightens.  Xie Han disappears into the darkness.  She hears his voice saying as he walks away: “He’s on the cliff’s edge.  How can I not be there to see him with my very own eyes?”

——————

Outdoors the  J. Edgar Hoover Constructing in Washington, US.

The winter solar.  Vivid, calm. and funky.

Bo Jinyan is sporting a thick black coat.  He’s surrounded by a gaggle of FBI brokers.  He’s handcuffed.  A cap on sits low his head, protecting his eyes and brows.  

When the reporters spot Bo Jinyan and the FBI brokers, they flooded to them with their cameras and questions.

“Professor Bo Jinyan, do you could have break up character?”

“Are you Simon or Allen for the time being?”

“As a felony psychologist, do you assume you should be take duty of Allen’s crimes?”

“Did Miss Jian Yao’s letter go away you heart-broken?”

Bo Jinyan walks rapidly and ignores the questions till he hears the final one. He pauses for a number of seconds.  However he doesn’t flip his head in direction of the studies.  With the assistance of the FBI brokers, he boards a bullet proof van.

The reporters take as many photographs as they’ll earlier than the van disappears. 

——————

Within the automobile.

Bo Jinyan leans on the facet of the wall.  He’s quiet.  Two younger FBI brokers sit reverse him.  They aren’t talking both.   

The van has been on the motorway for some time. There are two police automobiles accompanying the van.  One travels in entrance of the van, main the way in which.  The second automobile is follows intently behind. 

After being on the motorway for about half an hour, the motive force within the police automobile in entrance of the van studies to the opposite drivers: “There’s an accident forward. A lane has been closed and it’s inflicting a visitors jam.  If we wish to make it to the hospital by the scheduled time, we should always take a distinct route.”

The 2 younger FBI brokers have a look at each other.  Then one in every of them says: “We’re not suppose to detour.  Contact headquarters to rearrange for assist to direct visitors.” The opposite officer takes a look at Bo Jinyan. He holds on to his gun within the pouch. 

Quickly, there’s reply from the headquarters.    There was a visitors mild malfunction, which brought about a severe accident. The entire space is congested.  There’s nothing a lot they’ll do.

“Detour.” That’s their solely choice.

Bo Jinyan closes his eyes, as if he takes a nap.

Purple lights.  Purple lights. Purple lights.  Inexperienced lights… the van travels on a secondary street, which is much more quiet than the principle street.  There’s college dormitories and residential buildings alongside either side of the roads.  It’s a workday, so there’s hardly any pedestrians on the street.  

“Shit!” says the motive force. He’s hit one other set of pink lights. The police automobile handed it earlier than it turned pink, however the van didn’t make it in time.  It’s caught behind the visitors lights along with the police automobile behind it.

“Tat.. tat… tat….”  Contained in the van, the motive force faucets his fingers on the steering wheel. No one speaks.  

Instantly Bo Jinyan asks: “What time is it?”

One of many officers seems at his wrist watch: “3:12 pm.”

Bo Jinyan then smiles.  Then he lowers his head and covers it along with his hand, in a brace place.  He leans his physique in direction of the wall.  He did it in entrance of the 2 officers.  

As the 2 officers are a little bit puzzled by his actions, they hear a sound that’s getting louder and louder above their heads.

“Oh! Rattling it!” They shout, and decrease their heads and canopy their heads with their fingers too.

“Gong!” Instantly the van is being hit by one thing.  The entire van shakes.  And people who are exterior the van – pedestrians, folks wanting via the home windows from the dormitories and residences – are horrified with what they noticed.  

A navy helicopter hovers above the van.  The violent shake was attributable to a mini rocket hitting the van.  Then machine weapons on the helicopter begins to shoot on the two police automobiles which are accompanying the van.

The cops takes out their weapons.  One in all them calls the headquarters: “We’re ambushed!  However… why are they from the navy?!”

All of the pedestrians are petrified.  They scream and run for for shelter.  

From one of many close by buildings, a sniper goals on the officers which are contained in the police automobile.  One down, two down… quickly all of them fall with a bullet going via their hearts. 

As that is taking place, a pair of eyes in an not noticeable nook watches with nice curiosity.  The bullet proof van has rolled over to its facet.  It has hit the protection railings on the facet of the street.  There’s smoke coming from the van.  

“Eaaa…” the door is opened from the within.

Bo Jinyan’s black coat is roofed with mud.  His face has blood on it.  He’s holding a gun.  He didn’t totally shut the door as he walks out of the van.  The 2 officers that have been sitting reverse him lie immobile on the ground.  They’ve a pink patch on their chest. Clearly, they’ve been shot.

He adjusts his cap, then rapidly walks in direction of a facet avenue. Quickly, he disappears from the scene. 

And the helicopter makes a flip, lifts its altitude and flies off into the clear blue sky.

—————

The identical day.  Later within the afternoon.

Jian Yao is sitting in darkness.   Her coronary heart is unsettled.

Jinyan.  What are his plans?  What’s he making an attempt to do?

“Dong..”  Jian Yao is conversant in this sound.  It’s the door opening.  Then the footsteps which are like an evil curse sounds nearer and nearer to her.  

Jian Yao sits on the couch.  Her fingers are tightly clenched collectively.  She waits for him to talk. 

“Oh!  Ready for some information?”  Xie Han takes off his leather-based jacket and throws it onto the couch.  He speaks with smile: “Are you continue to hopeful that you’ll dwell to see him once more?”  

Jian Yao’s coronary heart feels prefer it’s been pricked by a needle.  However she makes certain she seems calm and quiet.  

“However…” He pours himself a glass of water: “It’s excellent news.” 

Jian Yao picks up the distant and activates the TV.

It’s a chaotic scene.  There are a lot of our bodies coated in white garments, and many folks injured.  The offended condemnation of the information reporters, and the embarrassed spokes particular person from the Army….

Jian Yao’s coronary heart is pounding.  Xie Han begins to talk, with pleasure and admiration in his voice: “What an ideal and complex plan.  Little question, he used thoughts management strategies on that hacker child.  He managed to hack into the navy management system and the visitors management unit.  Each route, each level of assault, even the practice he took to flee… It’s good.  And the hacker child finally ends up being  within the hospital, poisoned.  I heard he’s in a vital situation…”

Jian Yao is in shock.  Xie Han ignores her and continues: “Clear.  Ruthless.  It’s Allen’s fashion.”

Her palms are moist with chilly sweat.  

She made herself consider there is just one Jinyan.  The whole lot is only a plan of his, to catch Xie Han.  However the pictures on the casualties and the harm are proper earlier than her eyes.

Jinyan, Jinyan… is that this true? 

Ought to I nonetheless consider you, even when it’s in opposition to all odds?

As soon as once more, her ideas can not escape Xie Han.  

He smiles: “Quickly, he’ll come to search out us.”

Two days later.  

A brief commercial seems on the categorized part of the Washington Financial Instances. 

“Hello. J.  I’m again.”