Nora was reading all afternoon. At five oâclock, Justin called and said Cherry wanted to have dinner with her. A puzzled Nora asked, âSo, why donât you both come?â.
Justin hesitated for a moment, apparently somewhat reluctant to say anything. In the end, however, he said, âI doubt if we can go to the Smithsâ. After all, Uncle Ian seems to have quite a bit against me.â
What he said simply made it sound as if he were suffering too much injustice.
Nora suddenly felt a pang of pain in her heart, so she said, âOkay, send me the address. Iâll go with Pete.â
âOkay.â
After hanging up, Justin texted her the address of the restaurant they were going to for dinner.
Nora glanced at it. It wasnât too far from the Smith mansion.
So she decided to read for another half hour before setting off.
However, perhaps because she was destined to find no peace, her phone suddenly lit up: Johnson had sent her another email inviting her to join the special department.
This time, the email was sent to Black Cat. The email read as follows:
âHi, Black Cat â have you seen my last email? Even if you are not interested in the US special department, donât you care if Karl Moore lives or dies?â.
Nora looked at the email and narrowed her eyes. She immediately replied to the email, âWhat do you mean?
She had always been direct in her writing, and didnât even bother to add punctuation marks.
The other party quickly replied, âKarl has been arrested for breaking the law in the United States. You must be aware of that, right? Donât you want to save him? If you agree to join the special department, I can find a way to free him.â
Free Karl?
Nora narrowed her eyes and scoffed.
Did that man think she was a three-year-old girl? Karl had broken the law. Without a reasonable explanation, how could the special department release him?
She narrowed her eyes and replied, âHow could you release him?â
Johnsonâs response was even quicker this time: âI can make a public statement that he is my informant. Then you can say that it was on my instructions that you brought those people into the country.â
At this, Noraâs pupils shrank sharply.
An informantâ¦
Now that was an impeccable explanation. Besides, it would allow the special department to release him immediately!
But why would Johnson say that Karl was his informant?
Nora frowned. Suddenly, she thought about how Karl had insisted that he was doing it for money when both she and Morris had asked him over and over again why he had illegally brought the people of the mysterious organization into the country After that, Karl had successfully escaped from the special departmentâs cellâ¦.
Could it be that�
Nora narrowed her eyes. The dark pupils of her feline eyes flickered with a faint glow.
She seemed to have discovered something.
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In the special department.
Morris stood in front of the door to the interrogation room, hoping to overhear the conversation taking place inside. Unfortunately, the interrogation room was soundproof, so he couldnât hear anything.
He wanted to know what the two were talking about, but as soon as Johnson had entered, he had turned off the surveillance cameras, so Morris couldnât find out what Johnson and Karl were talking about.
His eyebrows scrunched tightly together. After waiting for about half an hour, Johnson finally left the room.
Morris hastily stepped forward and asked, âDid you get anything out of him?â
Johnson looked at Morris and shook his head. âHeâs still refusing to talk.â
Morris suggested, âI would suggest hiring Nora Smith back on the team. She knows Karl. She made up her mind to talk the other time.â
Johnson grimaced as he listened to what she said. âSheâs a medical examiner, so itâs not like sheâs part of the interrogation process. Why would we ask her to come back? To watch the special department make a fool of itself? Iâll tell you one thing: I donât agree with it!â
Then Johnson pointed at him and said, âThe one we need most right now is Black Cat. Iâve stressed this many times before! To ask a doctor to be a forensic expert? Are you trying to be funny? Does she have any experience in solving criminal cases? Or have the people in the special department become so poor that they canât even afford to see a doctor when theyâre sick?â
Morris clenched his jaw. Johnsonâs words struck him as too unpleasant.
He took a deep breath. âCaptain Johnson, you are prejudiced against Nora!â
Her manner of addressing him had changed from âSirâ to âCaptain Johnsonâ, which showed that Morris had taken a dislike to him.
âYes, I do! She was simply too unprofessional at the wedding! We donât need someone like her! Ha!â
Morris glared at Johnson. âDonât be so sure. Never offend a doctor.â
Johnson scoffed, âHeh, are you threatening me? Iâll tell you this, the thing Iâm least afraid of is getting sick! Iâm in great health and Iâve never gotten sick in all these years! Even if I fall ill, I will never ask you to treat my illness!â
After saying this, he left the room immediately.
But as soon as he reached the door, his vision went black and he suddenly fainted and collapsed!
âCaptain Johnson!â
âCaptain Johnson!â
Amidst the chaos, Johnson was sent to the hospital.
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Nora drove Pete to the restaurant.
When they arrived, for the first time, Justin wasnât there before them. Nora didnât lose her temper at having to wait. She took Pete into the private room.
They were in a Japanese restaurant. The solid wood decor of the private room looked very comfortable.
Pete took off his shoes and began writing his homework cross-legged. As he did so, he asked, âMommy, why does the tyrant insist that we have dinner together tonight?â
Nora was about to reply that she didnât know either when the door was pushed open. Cherry rushed in first. She blinked her big round eyes and looked at Nora. Then she said excitedly, âMommy, quick, look at Daddy! What part of him is different today?â
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