Chapter 169: The Price of Not Admitting Defeat

Emma spent the next two days investigating the case without sleeping or eating, not only reading all the information the police had about black cats, but also looking at similar cases, and even putting forward some ideas that made her colleagues look sideways. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Even the sheriff kept lamenting that arranging her in the archives room was really a burying talent.

However, no matter how good Emma is, she can't find a trace of a black cat.

The sheriff brought her a cup of coffee, tapped her shoulder and said, "Hug ...... Let's look at it a little, although it is three days before Kelly's disappearance is two hours away, but Kelly also has two hours left, so she doesn't have to suffer from the black cat anymore. ā€

"Two hours...... There are still two hours to go......" Emma, with a haggard face, suddenly thought of something, and tossed all the materials on the desk under the desk.

"Emma, calm down......"

"These are hallucinations!" Emma said with red eyes.

"Alas, I can understand your feelings, I had an old partner who was also ...... by gangsters"

"These are hallucinations!, a deliberate trick by the black cat!" said Emma, grabbing the sheriff by the collar.

The sheriff frowned, "You mean, the black cat misled the direction of our investigation?"

Emma nodded, "Yes!"

The sheriff sighed, "What's the use of knowing this now? Time has ......."

"Intuition. Emma looked out the window at the night, "If it's Kelly, she's more in her instincts than in reasoning." ā€

"But the black cat is not Kelly. The sheriff shook his head.

"Of course not. Emma picked up her coat, "But Kelly's instincts have always been accurate, so she will definitely predict the appearance of the black cat, she will definitely set up a defense, and she will definitely leave me a clue." ā€

"Where are you going?" the sheriff was worried about her, and hurriedly brought his coat as well.

"Lost and found. Emma replied without looking back.

At the police station's Lost and Found Center, they find Emma's alleged clue, a silver watch.

"Even though it was picked up on the night of the crime, but Kelly didn't have a watch?" the policeman wondered.

"It's not Kelly's, it's the black cat's. Emma said, staring at her watch.

The sheriff exclaimed......, "How do you know? Woman?"

"My gut told me that this was the clue that Kelly had left me, and that the watch could be worn by a man with a slender wrist, so it was impossible to determine the gender. Emma looked at the stop time on her watch: "At ten and fifteen, what does Kelly want to tell me?"

Although the sheriff felt that Kelly's statement was not reliable at all, he was unwilling to stop her. Having lost his best friend, he understands that what Emma needs at this time is not persuasion, but silent care.

"I see!" Emma turned and walked away, the sheriff following closely.

When the two came to a small newsstand in the city, Emma stopped the car and said, "Kelly and I used to come here after school to read all kinds of newspapers, and the uncle who sold the newspaper was very good and never took us money, and 10:15 was the time when Emma needed to go home when she was here to read the newspaper." She must have passed by after being kidnapped by the black cat and dropped the watch she had stolen from the black cat. ā€

The sheriff looked at the buildings around him, "So, the black cat's den should be around here." But it's all houses......"

"No, no, there was an underground printing house around here before World War II! It was there to print newspaper leaflets for the Resistance! Black Cat and Kelly were there!" Emma said and started the car again.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure! Kelly believes me, I trust my instincts!"

"Okay, I'll call for reinforcements. Emma, don't be impulsive, wait for reinforcements to come......"

"There's no time! there's still ten minutes!"

"But ......"

Emma stops her car in front of an abandoned building, pushes the door open and rushes in.

The sheriff sighed and pulled out his pistol and followed.

"Emma, there's a fork in the tunnel ahead. ā€

"I'm left, you're right!"

"No! we can't be separated!"

"Please, Kelly is out of time!"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ All right. ā€

Emma, who saw this dream, turned her head and shouted at the woman who was like herself, "Enough!

The woman shook her head: "What follows is the truth of the facts. ā€

"The truth is that Kelly is dead! I'm late!" Emma roared.

"No, that's just the truth in your memory. The woman shook her head.

"My memory is the truth! She's dead, my friend is dead!" Emma pointed with her hand, and her dream self ran to the end of the passage and found Kelly lying in a pool of blood.

Emma ...... I...... Know...... You're going to ...... Come on......" Kelly said, closing her eyes.

"Why? Why should I see this again!" Emma sobbed with her head down.

The woman still shook her head and also stretched out her hand: "The truth is that you caught the black cat." ā€

"What?" Emma was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the dream, where she was still standing next to herself holding Kelly's corpse...... A woman with her hands raised.

"Black ...... Black cat!"

"Bah!Bah!"

Emma in the dream didn't think about it, she took out her pistol and fired, and the black cat fell in a pool of blood, with a weird smile on her frozen face.

"I ...... Did I catch a black cat? Why...... I don't remember?" muttered Emma.

"Because she won, kill your friend. Because you lost, but you were unwilling to admit that you lost. So after intense psychological stimulation, you subconsciously reject the death of this black cat that had frustrated you. The woman said and moved the dream.

"Emma, are you alright? Kelly...... This...... Is this a black cat? you killed her?" the sheriff rushed over, stunned to see the scene.

However, the experienced man quickly reacted, and after looking around, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, cushioned the handkerchief, picked up a blood-stained cat's claw-shaped blade on the ground, and stuffed it into the dead black cat's hand.

Then he put his arm around Emma's shoulders, who had lost her mind: "You came here to find that the black cat was persecuting the victim, and shot her after warning to no avail, understand?"

But no matter how much the sheriff shook her, Emma didn't say a word, her eyes were empty.

Later, police reinforcements came, and when colleagues learned the "truth" from the sheriff's mouth, they all felt sorry for Kelly, and also praised Emma for her wit and bravery.

"Doctor, what's going on with Emma? She's the best detective I've ever had! and she's about to be awarded a medal!"

"I'm sorry, she's fine, but she's mentally ......"

"But what? Tell me the truth, how long will it take for her to recover?"

"This ...... It's hard to say, maybe a week, maybe a year. Rest assured, Sheriff, we will put her in the best nursing home......"

"Emma, it's been a year, why haven't you been well, you're the best detective I've ever seen, I have a lot of big cases to deal with for you......"

"Emma, it's been three years, I've been the chief, but I'm about to retire, you get better quickly, as long as you say a word, I will immediately arrange for you to be the sheriff. ā€

"Emma, it's been five years, I'm retired, and now I can't help but be a sheriff, hehe...... Alas, you don't deserve this, alas, if the black cat hadn't been killed by you at that time, maybe you would have been able to vent the depression in your heart......"

"Black ...... The black cat is not dead?" Emma, lying on the hospital bed, finally said the first sentence in five years.

The old sheriff was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted in surprise: "Doctor!

Emma quietly watched the dream end, then closed her eyes and said, "Don't look at it anymore, I remember it." After that, I escaped from the sanatorium and traveled the world in search of the black cat, but I didn't realize it...... I ......"

The woman who looked exactly like her vanished, leaving Emma alone in the entire dream.

"I'm the new black cat. Emma said, looking at her hands.

"No, you're not. "A black crack cracked in the dream space, a voice Emma had heard a lot lately.