Reality is like a sudden nightmare; the turning point of fate often comes unexpectedly.

It was late at night the next day when I walked out of the interrogation room of the Mu Mang Palace Special Patrol Team. The continuous downpour gradually stopped, and the air was filled with the fragrance of soft lampbells and jasmine grass.

But at this moment, Caroline had no mood to appreciate the fresh scenery after the rain.

How did things get to this point?

With no intention of returning home, Carol walked towards the edge of Fontainebleau in a daze, her chaotic mind replaying the inexplicable experiences of the past two days.

But no matter how hard she racked her brains, she could not come up with a reasonable answer.

It all started two days ago on a rainy afternoon.

……

"Sister Carolie, I'm going back now."

"Be careful on the road, Chiara."

"Chiara knows!"

After seeing off the confused Chiara, Carole tidied up the scattered documents on her desk, picked up her small backpack from her seat, and prepared to leave Chasing Shadows Court as well.

With the torrential rain, barring any unforeseen circumstances, today will likely be another peaceful day in Fontainebleau.

After locking the door of the Shadow Chasing Pavilion with peace of mind, Carolie opened her pink umbrella and skipped towards the Maple Dew Cafe.

With this torrential rain, I bet Brother Mufeng is slacking off at the coffee shop again.

Carolie secretly guessed, a gentle smile appearing on her cute little face, and she quickened her pace slightly.

Due to the severe weather, the streets were deserted, with almost no pedestrians in sight; only the splashing sound of footsteps echoed through the empty streets.

"Officer, please catch that thief!"

A sharp scream shattered the tranquility of the street. In the distance, two figures, one in front of the other, sped through the rain, rapidly approaching Caroline's direction.

The person running ahead was wearing a black trench coat and a hood, his face obscured by the shadows under the brim.

Meanwhile, the woman chasing behind him seemed to be exhausted and could only watch helplessly as the distance between them widened.

The man in black appeared to be holding a vaguely shaped package, which, according to the woman, was most likely the stolen valuables.

"Damn it."

Seemingly noticing Caroline in a police uniform ahead, the man in black cursed under his breath, then turned at lightning speed and ran into a side alley in the Grey River district.

"Don't worry, ma'am!"

Seeing this, Caroline didn't have time to think and instinctively chased after the man in black. The woman followed closely behind.

"I am a police officer from the Shadow Chasing Court. People in front, stop immediately!"

Caroline shouted, trying to stop the suspect in front of her, while taking out her police self-defense weapon, ready to subdue the suspect who had nowhere to run.

The fleeing man in black paid no heed, focusing all his efforts on weaving and twisting his way around, trying to shake off Caroline who was hot on his heels.

However, the winding terrain of the Grey River District did not seem to affect Caroline's judgment. The man in black not only failed to escape, but the distance between him and Caroline was also constantly decreasing.

Seemingly in a moment of panic, the fleeing man in black vanished into a dead end and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Caroline gradually slowed her pace, shielding her weapon in front of her, and cautiously walked step by step into the depths of the alley in the pouring rain, in case the prisoner, having lost all escape route, resorted to desperate measures.

"Stop immediately."

Caroline suddenly emerged from the corner of the alley, brandishing her weapon and shouting into the depths of the alley.

However, no one responded.

Caroline's pupils constricted sharply, almost unable to believe the scene before her.

In the empty alley, surrounded on three sides by high, flat walls, Carole could see everything clearly even through the water droplets constantly sliding down her cheeks.

Other than that, there was no one.

The man in black who had just fled inside had vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.

The mysterious disappearance of the man in black put Carole on high alert. She slowly walked forward and found a figure lying prone on the ground at the end of the alley.

A black trench coat lay scattered around the figure, and a messy black plastic package lay nearby. The figure was lying motionless in a puddle.

It seems he tripped and fell during his escape...

Thinking this, Caroline quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and gently tried to help the fugitive who had fallen to the ground up.

However, the moment the figure turned over, Caroline's beautiful light blue eyes widened instantly, her gaze filled with shock and confusion.

On the chest of the fallen figure was a gruesome wound so deep that bone was visible. The corpse's pupils stared blankly at the sky, clearly indicating that it had been dead for some time.

Caroline took a few steps back in alarm. Although she had doubts about the mysterious corpse, as a police officer of the Shadow Chaser's Court, she quickly regained her composure.

Picking up the black package, Caroline immediately stood up, preparing to contact Watlin and the special patrol team to investigate.

However, before she could take any action, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from all directions, surrounding her completely.

"Those inside, don't move!"

The next moment, Watlin, who had received the report and led the team to the scene, and Caroline, who looked surprised, looked at each other.

……

What followed was a series of "coincidences".

The victim's identity was quickly confirmed: a fugitive long wanted by the special patrol team, with several lives on his hands.

The black package didn't contain any valuables at all, but rather a blood-stained dagger. And the "lady chasing the thief" that Caroline mentioned was nowhere to be found.

The claim that Caroline chased the robber into the alley was met with skepticism from everyone.

Not to mention the special patrol team, even Caroline herself couldn't explain how a living man in black could disappear without a trace into a dead end with three walls.

In this situation, there were no witnesses, but the physical evidence was irrefutable. Despite Watlin's secret assistance and trust in Caroline, Caroline's situation remained precarious under the overwhelming evidence.

Caroline was able to escape temporarily only because the existing evidence was not yet sufficient to prove the innocence.

However, a charge of accidentally killing a fugitive while pursuing him seems unavoidable.

……

On the other side, Watlin also told Mu Feng the whole story.

"Ah."

After hearing the details of the case, Mu Feng sneered. He had no doubt about what Caroline had said.

A woman and a thief suddenly appear, a seemingly unintentional dead end is entered, and the body of a wanted criminal is found dead under mysterious circumstances.

Furthermore, just the next day, the previously strictly confidential case information was leaked to the entire Fontaine with the sensationalism of the Melousin murder case, once again stirring up a wave of resistance and calls to drive out Melousin.

If it's said that no one is secretly manipulating things, it's better to believe that Fufu will give up making small cakes and work hard tomorrow.

“I know that too.” Watling sighed deeply, his face showing exhaustion. “But we have no evidence.”

"The most urgent task is to clear Caroline of suspicion."

Mu Feng fell silent, a rare occurrence for him.

The vanished man in black.

All the doubts stemmed from this seemingly non-existent third person.

To others, there was only one fugitive from beginning to end.

However, Mu Feng believed in Caroline.

The deceased was not the man in black that Caroline had imagined. Even if it was suicide, it couldn't explain the body that had been dead for some time.

Therefore, this second man in black, fabricated in the eyes of onlookers, became the key to explaining this perplexing case.

Without secret passages or locked rooms, how could a living person disappear into a dead end in such a short time?

Without explaining this seemingly impossible problem, Caroline can never be cleared of suspicion.

Looking at Mu Feng, who was deep in thought, Wottering sighed heavily again, his eyes flashing with resentment and anger, and his fists unconsciously clenched tighter.

Mu Feng's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat. Suddenly, a terrible thought flashed through his mind, making him involuntarily shiver.

"Brother Watling, could you please take me to the scene?"

Mu Feng suddenly stood up and spoke with a grim expression.

I hope it's not what I think.

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