According to Emma's estimates, it will be a long time before this matter ends. Because the criminals are agile and good at hiding, it is not easy to find and catch them, and the police officer who has colluded with them is also surprisingly tough and refuses to provide any clues. However, once the criminal is arrested and brought to justice, there will be no suspense in this matter.

And a sudden event broke the calm wait.

Emma and Mr. Darcy were playing chess that afternoon. Emma's chess skills were very average, and she might still have an advantage in chess, which she had never encountered before, and only learned the rules when she came to England in the 18th century. Mr. Darcy has been fond of playing chess since he was a child. Rather than playing cards and drinking, playing chess, which requires quiet thinking, is more in line with Mr. Darcy's aesthetic.

Emma stared at the chessboard, her brow furrowed, she unconsciously bit her lip and hesitated to reach out, but shrank back before she could touch the piece. She regretted it a little. When she asked Mr. Darcy how he was at chess, Mr. Darcy replied that he was good at it. She should have thought that Mr. Darcy, who had always been humble and strict with himself, meant that he was very proficient when he said that he was good at it. Emma doesn't really care about losing, but every game is a one-sided defeat Emma holds her cheeks and peeks at Mr. Darcy through her falling hair, doesn't Mr. Darcy feel bored?

Unlike Emma's somewhat lazy posture, Mr. Darcy sat upright, staring at the board with a stern expression, and did not seem bored by Emma's chess skills.

Perhaps Mr. Darcy hadn't played chess for a long time, and it would be a shame to suggest a different form of entertainment. Emma thought so, and pulled herself together to think about the next step.

Mr. Darcy had been staring at the chess pieces in front of him for a long time. Although Emma is cautious and serious in every step, according to his judgment, Emma's game will not last long. Mr. Darcy glanced up at Emma, wouldn't Emma feel frustrated or bored?

Emma did not notice Mr. Darcy's gaze, staring intently at the chessboard, looking very engaged.

Perhaps Emma doesn't care about winning or losing, and wants to improve her chess skills. Mr. Darcy thought so and decided to take the game more seriously.

This is not the first time the two have done this, and if there were no sudden visitors, perhaps the game would have been played for a long, long time.

A police officer, Mr. Thomas, visited Mr. Thomas's home without an appointment.

The uninvited guest first apologized to the owner of the room for his presumptuous visit. Then he turned his gaze to the only young lady in the drawing-room, and bowed slightly. "Good afternoon, Miss Kentra. I would like to excuse myself, but I still have some questions that I would like you to answer about the merits of the case. ”

Emma smiled politely back, "Good afternoon." This is my duty and I am more than willing to cooperate with your investigation. Although she was very cooperative, Emma felt a little strange in her heart. Based on the experience of George's case, the police officer in charge of a case is fixed, and Mr. Thomas specially invited a friend to investigate, even if something happens and needs to be replaced, the police officer who was in charge of the public and private should also come to explain the situation. It would be a bit of a faux pas to Mr. Thomas and to the officer to let the strange officer come on his own.

The strange officer explained a few words: "I'm Jerry Scout. Due to the complexity of this crime, I will investigate it with Mr. Green. I have found some ambiguities in my review of the file, and some new questions have arisen in the investigation, so I would like to ask Miss Kentra to recall it again and provide some clues. ”

After Emma came to the eighteenth century, she had little contact with the outside world, and she was a little uncertain about this situation. "I'm sorry, Mr. Darcy, I think I'll probably need to speak with the officer alone. We're going to have to wait until we do. Emma glanced at the officer out of the corner of her eye. "What do you think?"

Mr. Darcy knew what Emma was referring to, and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to feel sorry for that. During this time, I can discuss with the teacher what to do next, and you can also think carefully before we move on to the game. ”

This meant that Mr. Darcy was not sure, and that he needed to consult with Mr. Thomas, and advise Emma to be cautious. Emma bowed slightly, indicating that she understood what Mr. Darcy meant.

Mr. Darcy and Mr. Thomas left the drawing room.

Mr. Thomas took Mr. Darcy directly to the study. After making sure that no one would hear their conversation, Mr. Thomas said sternly: "I think there is something unreasonable about this. Normally, my old fellow wouldn't let this lad come over on his own. ”

Mr. Darcy had the same idea. "Do you know Officer Scatter?"

Mr. Thomas shrugged. "I'd love to say yes, but no, I've just heard from an old friend about him, a hard-working police officer, with average financial means and a good background. Although this humble young man never mentioned it, it can be seen in the way he talks and does things. He didn't really understand the sophistication of the people in the town, and he lacked the reverence that the nobles and lords should have. My old friend said he was willing to bet ten pounds after Scat was a down-and-out aristocrat. But I think there are other possibilities as well. ”

This information was enough to wary Mr. Darcy, but it was not enough to do further analysis. "So about Officer Scat"

Mr. Thomas did not wait for him to finish his sentence before he took the initiative to say, "I will now let the servant go to the old man's house to find him." ”

Mr. Darcy thanked the teacher and stood up.

Mr. Thomas immediately stood up as well. "Wait, Fitzwilliam. I understand your feelings, but it's obviously inappropriate to bother right now."

Seeing that Mr. Thomas was about to start rambling, Mr. Darcy hit the brakes just in time: "I just want to go back to the bedroom." "Think about what you should do next.

Mr. Thomas choked, his eyebrows about to fly out of his forehead in astonishment. "Fitzwilliam, you're not in a hurry about this?"

Mr. Darcy was certainly not in a hurry, he had his own considerations. "Waiting together here doesn't make the incident resolve any faster, and it can lead to unnecessary trouble. ”

This is true, but the interesting thing about being human is that reason and emotion are always separated. Mr. Thomas winked at Mr. Darcy in his right eye. "Maybe Officer Scott will coax Miss Kentra with all sorts of words. ”

"I believe in her. Mr. Darcy's tone was flat, but firm.

Mr. Thomas was stunned. "Fitzwilliam, for the first time I've seen you, emotions trump reason. ”

Mr. Darcy doesn't think it's a judgment after being carried away by love. "The reason for trust is simply because she deserves it. ”

Mr. Thomas felt as if he had been caught in the eyes by something that could not be seen. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Okay, okay. You can go back to your room. By the way, when you say these two sentences, you are almost half as handsome as when I was younger. ”

Mr. Darcy had long since learned to turn a blind eye to the teacher's teasing.

The strange officer Scat was very gentle and polite, and first asked Emma to repeat the experience in more detail.

It is reasonable that the content and details of the two memories should be different, and normal people will mix a lot of subjective feelings when recalling. Emma deliberately spoke very verbosely. "I was so frightened that I didn't even take my favorite necklace and was taken out by the servants. It was my favorite necklace and a gift from my father for my fourteenth birthday. But of course I don't mean to blame the servants, if they hadn't protected me with their lives, maybe I would have been kidnapped by those savage criminals. At that time, my eyes were black and my body could not move, and the servant carried me out. I dimly heard the gunshots. Four or five, no, more, probably a dozen"

The officer took every word of Emma very carefully, and asked questions from time to time: "How many criminals did you see?"

Emma looked guilty. "It was really chaotic, there was no candlelight, and I was so frightened that I could only see flickering black shadows, but I couldn't tell if they were criminals or my servants. I'm really sorry. ”

"No, I'm sorry to let you reminisce about such a painful experience again. Are you okay?"

Emma says she has no problem at all. "After"

It was two hours before Emma's reminiscences led to meeting Mr. Darcy.

Officer Scat had turned many pages over the notebook in his hand, and his hands were sore from memory. Although his expression was still very serious, he changed his sitting position twice, and the quality of the questions he asked began to decline.

After three hours, Emma finally finished her memories.

Officer Scat coughed lightly, not knowing if it was Emma's delusion, and his expression relaxed slightly. "Thank you very much. Do you know anything else about the case? Every bit of your knowledge could be the key to solving the case. ”

Emma nodded. "Yes, I think these criminals should be organized. My brother and I have been attacked before. They also failed, but did not give up and continued to plot the plot. ”

Officer Scat waited for Emma to finish speaking, then took a few notes and asked, "Is it because they or the instigators behind them have some grudges against the Kentra family?"

Emma blinked. "I also think it's very likely. The father was very upright, and the brother was very proud, perhaps inadvertently offending someone. But the scope is just too broad. My father has been in politics for many years, and every decision can harm the interests of some people. My brother is very travelling, and he is always too direct in his words and actions, and there are many people who feel offended. It's really impossible to determine the goal. ”

Such vagueness was clearly not what Officer Scat wanted. He continued: "Did you propose to investigate the relationship between the criminal and Mr. Brown on the basis of tangible evidence?"

Emma had a gut feeling that the main event was coming.