“Emma, is there something you’re not telling me?”
Emma Richard’s body stiffened, then recovered as usual, blankly shook his head: “No, I was just thinking … grandpa has been sick a lot lately, how to regulate it.”
“The family doctor comes every month to give him a full body checkup, he is in fair health, as long as he is emotionally stable, there is no problem.”
Hearing that Emma Richard was being perfunctory, Joe Wright pretended not to notice and reassured as usual: “We’ll spend more time with him at home after this is over.”
“Okay.”
Emma Richard agreed, and then continued to eat, not daring to think about this night’s action.
After dinner, the police gathered in the living room for a meeting. Joe Wright came out of Master Wright’s bedroom, but could not find Emma Richard anywhere, and only after asking some of the servants did one of them say she had just gone out.
Joe Wright chased out the door, looked around, found Emma Richard’s back in the distance a flash, and lifted a step to follow.
After following her from a distance of more than ten meters, the figure in front of him finally disappeared inside the door of the convenience store.
This convenience store is not far from the old house, Joe Wright used to pass by, occasionally stopping to shop, so know that there is a back door inside. After ten minutes, he didn’t see Emma Richard come out, so he rushed in.
Just as he entered, he collided with someone walking on his way.
“Sorry …”
Subconsciously apologizing, he raised his eyes to look over, only to find Emma Richard staring at himself in surprise.
“Brother Joe, are you here to buy something too?” Emma Richard shook a large bag of snacks and drinks in her hand: “Just saw the police in a meeting, buy some night snacks for them.”
No wonder it took so long.
Joe Wright was relieved, but did not want to deceive her, hesitated for a moment, but said frankly: “I saw you distracted at dinner, afraid you do something stupid, so I followed you … sorry.”
“It’s okay, I should be the one to say thank you.” Emma Richard understood his gesture and went home with him.
The wait was always a long one, Emma Richard fidgeted in her room, clicking her phone on every few minutes, counting the minutes, and finally made it to eleven o’clock.
As the conversation in the guest room ended and the villa fell into silence, she slipped out of her room and descended the stairs with a light footstep.
After nightfall, there were only a few street lights left in the courtyard of the villa, so when she drove the car out of the courtyard, she didn’t even dare to turn on the lights. But even so, Joe Wright, who was always standing in front of the window, noticed her movements.
He was about to go after her when he met Officer Wang in the foyer, who had just returned from outside.
Officer Wang, who is habitually nervous when working on a case, had been patrolling the yard earlier, and when he saw someone driving away, his guard rose and he returned to ask Joe Wright about the situation.
The two men exchanged a few words and agreed that it was highly likely that Emma Richard had gone to meet the kidnappers and were busy chasing after them in a car.
The car was speeding along the empty street, but the direction was not north of the city as agreed with the kidnapper on the phone, but south of the city.
The unusual action alerted Joe Wright and Officer Wang, but there were so few cars on the road that Emma Richard was still aware of them even though they had intentionally distanced themselves.
Not far away, the car suddenly braked at the side of the road, Joe Wright quickly turned his head to look at Officer Wang: “She stopped, what do we do?”
Officer Wang, with years of experience, made a snap decision: “Drive over!”
Emma Richard’s heart finally fell back to where it was, thinking she was paranoid, and started the car again and continued on her way.
When she passed a certain section of the road, the car appeared behind her again like a ghost.
Joe Wright looked at his wristwatch and saw that it was 12:00 midnight.
In the dilapidated building, a few flashlights suddenly appeared.
Emma Richard hid her bank card in her personal clothing and got out of the car to walk towards the shabby building.
“You gave her the money?” Officer Wang contacted his colleagues by phone while asking Joe Wright about the situation.
Joe Wright shook his head with a heavy face: “I was worried that she had acted without permission and specifically hid the bank card under the old man’s pillow, so I think it must have been discovered.”
Emma Richard looks naive and simple, but in fact, she is very intelligent. She was bullied in the past only because she is kind-hearted and unwilling to move with others. But whenever she makes up her mind to do something, no one can stop it.
Seeing that she has entered the rotten building, and Officer Wang is still deploying police, the police in the villa will take at least half an hour to rush over, Joe Wright fears that something will happen to her, quietly approaching the rotten building.
At this point, Emma Richard has met the kidnappers.
In contrast to the clear-minded and cautious kidnappers on the phone, the men in front of her looked more like social thugs, and when they saw her approaching, they didn’t even check to see if there was a “tail” behind them, they just reached out for money.
“Where’s Keira?”
Emma Richard looked at them warily, while her eyes roamed around.
It was hard to see every corner of the empty room, which was less than a hundred square meters, at night, but only the flashlight held by the gangsters illuminated a corner.
The leader of the kidnappers walked in a few steps and scolded gruffly, “Pay first! Don’t want to see the kids without money!”
Emma Richard scrambled back, full of fear, but having to play it cool.
“I’ll see Keira first, then I’ll give you the money. She clenched her trembling hands and raised her voice, “Keira? Mommy’s coming to get you, Keira!”
“Shut up!”
The punk shouted, reaching for her.
She quickly dodged, subconsciously raising her hands to protect her chest: “What are you doing? Keira is not here, you lied to me!”
Seeing that she was too defensive, a sharp-tongued punk came up behind her, smiling and reassuring: “Miss Richard, don’t be afraid, Keira is sleeping next door. If you pay the money, you can take her home right away.”
Hearing the words “sleep” and “go home”, Emma Richard finally relented and asked tentatively, “Really? If you’re lying, I’ll call the police immediately.”
The gangster pretended to be afraid and waved his hands, “No, no, no, no, let’s make a fair deal, why give the police any trouble? How about this, first you tell us where the money is, then you go see the kid and we send someone to get the money.”
“The money … is right here.”