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Published at 14th of January 2016 12:40:38 PM

Chapter 76

Losing Jian Yao is something Bo Jinyan will never be able to accept .  


The surroundings are quiet .   There’s blood flowing along the arm, down to the fingertips, then onto the ground .


Jian Yao’s face touches the cold concrete floor . She is not moving .   There’s a burning pain coming from her back and her waist .   It feels like her body doesn’t belong to her anymore… 


But her vision is still blurred .   Lights, bed, metal bars, every thing around her are turning into monsters .   There are lots of voices speaking at the same time .   Her head is so painful it feels like it’s going to explode .  


“Yao Yao, remember daddy’s words .   Live with integrity .   Do not do anything that goes against your conscience . ”


“Hey sister .   Why are you so nice to the weirdo…”   


“Jian Yao, I’ve never seen him care so much about a girl before . ”


“Don’t you want to kiss me?”


“If you kiss me every five minutes, I will do anything with you . No matter how boring it is to me . ”


“Now, do you feel it’s real?”




Tears stream down her cheeks, down past her cracked lips .   Everything tastes salty and bitter .   She can’t recognise any other tastes anymore .   Sweetness? That’s a thing of the past .  


“Tak… Tak… Tak . . ” Some footsteps comes close .   Jian Yao instinctively curls up like a little vulnerable animal in the corner .  


“Why aren’t you running anymore?”  Xie Han’s voice appears from behind .   “This is no fun at all .   You were still hopping like a rabbit two days ago . ”  


Jian Yao lowers her head .   She looks at her hands, which are full of wounds and dried blood .   They used to be so soft and smooth .   She covers her head with her hands and wait for the whipping that is about to start .  


Perhaps he’s amused by her slow and futile actions, he laughs .  


“Swoosh . . ”  The cracking sound of the whip seems cuts through the air .   The familiar burning pain lands harshly on her waist .  


Jian Yao feels like she is going to pass out .   All her internal organs feels like they are bunched up together .  

 This endless pain .   When is it going to end?  What can she do to bring it to an end?




“Ok . ” A pair of hands carries her and put her gently on the bed .  


“Do you want to end this?” He asks softly, as if he can read her mind .


Jian Yao doesn’t answer him .   Her eyes can’t seem to focus .   She opens and closes her palm repetitively .   This is the only way she can tell herself she is still in control of her own mind .   That she is not controlled by him .   And she cannot give up .


“Write it down . ” He says it like a sweet temptation: “Just write down how you feel .   If it’s not for Bo Jinyan, you will be a happy, ordinary lady .   Living a life of a normal person, without having to endure all these pain and suffering . ” 


Xie Han puts a pen into her hand .   “Write it down . ” He gently coaxes her: “Tell him you will leave him .   Then it will be all over .   No more pain .   You will get a new life .   I will let you go . ”


Jian Yao looks at the piece of paper before her .   Everything is still a blur .   She is in a drowsy state . She can see Xie Han’s  handsome face smiling at her .


- Just writing one letter… leave Bo Jinyan… this man will let me go?


- Just one letter?


The tip of the pen touches the surface of the paper .   She writes down his name - 


“Jinyan: “


Her hands and joints are painful from the whipping . She is crying silently . She pauses .


“Why have you stopped?” He asks gently, but his tone sounds a little cold .  


Jian Yao lets go of the pen .   It falls down onto the bed sheet and the ink from the pen leaks to stain the linen .   She lowers her head and wraps her arms and rests it on her arms .   Her heart hurts too much to continue .  


No .   No matter how much physical pain I am experiencing .   I can’t write that letter .   He is lying to me .  

She knows that the moment the letter is written, he will kill her .   Because it’s not just a letter .   It’s her suicide note .   A suicide note to destroy the love between her and Bo Jinyan - That’s his intent all along .   He knows how to deliver the biggest blow to Bo Jinyan .   And that’s more just killing her .  


Endure .   She has to endure .  


She needs to stay alive until they meet again .


Xie Han senses her determination .  

A cold hand taps her shoulder .   He rubs a part of her skin that is still nicely ‘preserved’, free from any injury .


“Hadn’t I done enough?” He asks softly: “Did I give you the illusion that you can disobey me?”


He spoke with a calm but cold tone .   Jian Yao’s heart starts to pound .  


He is angry .  


She can’t avoid provoking him after all .


“Hor hor …”  He laughs .   It’s a terrifying laugh .   His fingers that are rubbing her skin increases in strength so Jian Yao’s starting to experience pain .  


“Let change our strategy . ”  He says: “It’s time to give Simon a present . ”


His hand glides over her shoulders, neck and onto her back .  

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He rips the fabric at the back of her top .   He takes a look at the skin on her back .  


“It looks beautiful . ” He gives a sigh .   “Not even a red mark .   Just like I promised you . ”


Jian Yao starts to shiver .   Tears flows down her face uncontrollably .




Fu Ziyu  woke up 48 hours after the operation .   It took him one more day before he could start talking .  

He is still in the intensive care unit .   The doctors are very strict with number of visitors allowed in the ward at one time and the length of visit .   After spending some time with his family, a nurse comes to Fu Ziyu .   Anam wants to see him .


Although he is quite weak, he agrees to see Anam, because he knows it’s something to do with Bo Jinyan .


Bo Jinyan has not appeared once since he woke up .   Fu Ziyu  knows he is focusing on finding a way to save Jian Yao .   That is the absolute priority at the moment .


When he thinks about Jian Yao, his heart aches .  


So, why is Anam there to see him? 


It’s late afternoon .   Fu Ziyu  lies in bed .   He is still very weak and his face looks pale .   He smiles at Anam .  


It’s only been a few days .   Anam is usually very tidy and doesn’t have much expression on his face .   But today,  Fu Ziyu  can see the stubble on his chin .   And the young man looks worried .  


“He’s locked himself inside the hotel room for three days . ”  Anam says: “Nobody is allowed in .   He is not taking any phone calls .   Nobody knows what he is doing . ”


A few sentences .   Then the ward is quiet again . Neither of them speaks .  


After a long pause, Fu Ziyu  asks: “Do… we… have … any news… on… Jian Yao?”


Anam looks heavy hearted: “No . ” 


The US is a big place .   It’s not easy to locate a missing woman .   Especially when she is abducted by a highly intelligent and organised criminal .


All the profiling and analysing on Xie Han has been done prior to Jian Yao’s disappearance .   There is nothing much Bo Jinyan can add to the FBI investigations .   It’s now the job of the officers to try and track down Xie Han .  


“Even a genius in criminal psychology can’t save his own girlfriend . ”  This is what one of the FBI agents said to Anam: “I think Simon needs time to accept this … truth . ” 


Anam is concerned for Bo Jinyan .   He has come to see Fu Ziyu  because he might be the only person that can help Bo Jinyan get out of that hotel room .




“He… will never accept it . ” says Fu Ziyu .  


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Anam looks at Fu Ziyu .   He’s not sure what Fu Ziyu  is referring to .   He notices that Fu Ziyu  looks sad .  


He knows his best friend .   That straight forward and proud man - to lose Jian Yao… is something that Bo Jinyan will never accept .  


Now he is back to his own world .   What’s in his mind?  If Jian Yao is dead, what will become of him? 


Fu Ziyu  thinks for a while: “I’ll… . give… him a… call . ”


Anam nods .   He takes his mobile phone for him, then he dials the number and puts the phone to Fu Ziyu ’s ear .  


The phone rings…  Anam frowns .   It’s been a while but no one is answering .   But Fu Ziyu  looks confident .  


“Click . ” It’s connected .


“Jinyan?” Fu Ziyu  asks with a coarse voice .


There’s silence on the other end for a while, the a voice speaks: “Ziyu,”


Anam sees a shocked expression on Fu Ziyu ’s face .   Fu Ziyu  looks up to Anam and says: “Anam… can you please… . leave…for a while?”


Anam nods .   He puts the phone on Fu Ziyu ’s hand and walks to the door .   When he is outside, he turns around to close the door .   He glances at Fu Ziyu .  


Fu Ziyu  is still lying down on the bed, with one hand holding the phone .   On the pale and handsome face, a tear glides down his face .  


This doctor is Bo Jinyan’s only friend .   The day when he was shot, when his life was in danger, he muttered: “Jian Yao… . not able to protect… Jian Yao…” .   He didn’t cry when he was injured and in pain .   He didn’t shed a tear when the anaesthetic starts to wear off .   But when he spoke to his good friend, he cried .  


Anam closes the door and waits outside quietly .   He doesn't know the real reason why Fu Ziyu  cried .   It’s not only until the case was over did he did find out why he cried that day .  




Marriott hotel Suite .  


Bo Jinyan is changed into his black suit .   He stands in front of the glass window .   The golden glow from the sunset shines on his face .   He is holding the mobile phone to his eyes .   He looks out of the window into the city that underneath him .   There is no expression on his face .   Only an icy gaze .  




When Jian Yao is awake again, she is lying with her back to the ceiling on a metal frame .   She has her clothes on, but her back feels exposed .   Her limbs are firmly locked in chains .   She can’t move her body .


She looks around . The lighting is soft and dim . She is not in her cage anymore .   She feels like a fish on a chopping board that is about to be scaled and gutted .  


She bites her cracked dried lower lips .   A tingling feeling comes to her .  


Her brain feels heavy .   But she is feeling more alert .   Perhaps he’s stopped the medication .   Is that because he is ready to move to the next phrase - skinning? 


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Jian Yao’s trying to control herself not to sob .   But Xie Han realises she is awake .   He whistles as he walks toward her .


“Finally, you are awake . ” He says .   She hears a crisp sound of metals touching .   She can guess what’s in his hand .   His scalpel and other tools for skinning .  


His cold fingertips touches her bare back . He glides over the smooth skin .  


“I am about to start . ” He whispers in her ear: “But I’ve arranged for some accompaniments .   I am sure it will help us to be happier and more excited . ”


Jian Yao’s hand holds tightly to the metal frame .   She starts to shiver .  


What she doesn’t expect is that the ‘accompaniment’ he mentioned is news on Bo Jinyan .


He switches on the the LED screen in front of her .  


It’s the news .   The presenter is reporting: “Famous criminal psychologist Professor Bo Jinyan’s girl friend Jian Yao has been missing for four days .   She’s kidnapped by the Flower Cannibal No . 1 .   Police assures the public that they are doing the best they can to track down suspect Xie Han .   And as we can see from behind us… Professor Bo has locked himself in the hotel room for four days . He has been refusing all communication with the outside world…”


Jian Yao’s tears stream down her face .


Her reaction pleases Xie Han .   He smiles and walks to her and says in a delighted voice: “The more intelligent a person is, the prouder he will be .   When they face adversity, they will completely collapse . ”  


He turns to her: “You are very important to him .   I can’t imagine how much fun there will be when he receives a piece of your skin .   The guilt and pain will overwhelm him .   He will not be able to forgive himself . ”


Xie Han puts one hand on the back of her neck, to stop her shivering .   With the scalpel in his other hand, he slowly lowers it onto her back .   Jian Yao can feel the cold sharp blade touching her skin… .


Jinyan… save me .


Jinyan, save me! 


“Breaking news!”  The news presenter’s voice cuts through the silence .   It interrupts Jian Yao’s thoughts and Xie Han’s actions .   They turn to look at the screen .   There’s images of grass and police offices running taken with a hand held camera .  


The presenter speaks: “… We’ve just got the latest information on Flower Cannibal No . 2 Tommy .   He’s broken out of jail 18 hours ago .   FBI and the police refuse to comment on the issue .   But we are told a large number of officers are deployed to find him… . ”


The image shifts back to the presenter in the studio: “… According to inside information, Tommy has written the word ‘revenge’ with blood on the floor of his cell .   Who is he referring to?  Is he after Professor Bo Jinyan? Will the two Flower Cannibals reunite? …”


Jian Yao is dumbfounded .   Xie Han throws his tools onto a table .   “Oh… Shit!”  He swears .   A strange smile appears on his face .   Then he walks off into the darkness, leaving Jian Yao where she is .


Jian Yao looks around her .   Everything is back to its stillness .   Deep in her heart, a small glimmer of hope mixes with desperation and hopelessness .  


Is that him?  


Is that part of his plan? 


Or did Tommy really break out of prison?  Then he will have one more problem to deal with .   They will never meet again…


She keeps watching .   There’s no more news about Bo Jinyan .   She lowers her head and let those big tears flow down her face .  

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