The College Girl Who Was Captured / Black Cat Detective-No, Justice Shirou ...

They looked like child traffickers posing as children's parents.

At this moment, Shirou Neko tiptoed behind the punk youth. He was confident that with his skills, he could easily track the youth, see his true colors, and figure out whether he really wanted to start a business or was simply trying to scam female college students out of their part-time jobs.

"Ah, it's me, it's me. Business is starting? I know, I'm on my way." The punk youth said with a smile, then hung up the phone and licked his lower lip.

With a clang, an empty soda can fell from above. It must have been thrown out carelessly by a drunkard from an apartment building on the side of the alley.

Because of the lowered field of vision, Shirou Cat didn't notice what happened at all—how inconsiderate of him! But the punk youth walking in front of him turned around, startling him so much that he froze.

"What? It's just a cat." The punk youth turned around and realized that there was no one on the sidewalk except for a cat standing in the corner.

If he looked closely, he would notice that the calico cat's posture was very unnatural, but as someone who had just made a fortune, he wouldn't pay any attention to the small animal.

Shirou the cat was as steady as a rock! He followed behind, completely inconspicuous, walking on the road like an assassin lurking in the shadows, hiding behind telephone poles and walking along the outer wall of a house on one side of the road.

The young man with the "Shamate" style walked out of the residential area and headed into a small alleyway in a commercial street.

Shirou Cat jumped down from the wall, spun in the air, landed on all fours without a sound, and in a flash followed the punk youth into the dark alley.

Chapter 791 The Arrested Female College Student

The female college student was led into a dark alleyway, surrounded by an unpleasant, musty smell and littered with all sorts of trash. The alleyway was surprisingly deep, winding east and west, gradually moving away from the brightly lit streets. Normally, she would never have gone into such a place.

"We're here, let's go in." The young man with the punk-style haircut arrived at a dilapidated rental house. In front of the rusty gray iron door, there were some dents on the door, as if it had been smashed or kicked.

With a creak, the door opened.

The female college student was forced to stand in the middle of the doorway by her shoulders, and she looked at the scene inside with a confused expression.

Inside, a group of shady-looking people were sitting on the sofa. The table was cluttered with playing cards, bottles of liquor, and snacks to accompany the drinks. Smoke filled the air. Some were drinking and playing cards, while others were smoking something resembling cigarettes, looking completely absorbed. Aside from the mess, it didn't look like a startup company run by young people at all.

A strange smell filled the air. Although the woman didn't know what it was, she could tell it wasn't anything good. She turned to leave this dangerous place.

She had just turned around when the punk rocker grabbed her from behind, shoved her inside, and locked the door behind her, a wicked grin on his face just like the thugs inside.

"Wait! Since we're here, we should at least go in and sit down!" the punk man said.

"Mr. Qianqiu! Who exactly are you?" The female college student looked at her boyfriend, who seemed like a complete stranger, with a livid face.

"Stop talking nonsense! Go inside!" The punk-style man forcefully pushed the female college student into the rented room.

The punk-style man forcefully pulled the bag from the woman's shoulder and snatched her phone from her hand, turning it off. He looked at her with the eyes of a wild animal eyeing its prey and said, "I'll take your bag and phone. You don't have any other valuable jewelry. I held back before because I wanted your money, but you really are pretty tacky."

"Blame it on your bad luck! Saying others don't understand you? It's just that you're too stupid, that's why I tricked you, right? But for you, your unfortunate days will end today. Lingling, thank you for your continued sponsorship." The punk man opened a cabinet.

"What are you trying to do! Don't do anything rash! I'll call the police!" the female college student demanded.

"Hehehe... Call the police? You'd need an opportunity to do that." The sleazy-looking people inside let out a strange laugh.

"Ah, don't worry, no one can find me. After this job, it's about time we moved our base. And the one who took you away was Mr. Qianqiu, right? There's no one like that here. I have many names I can use, like before, I was called Yixian, Mo Ruo, Disney, Clinton... well, there are too many, so I've forgotten them myself."

"Even your name... you... was everything you told me a lie?" The female college student exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Ah, as expected of Brother Long, you're the ultimate scumbag! You're truly worthy of respect!" the thug inside said with a sly grin.

"You guys aren't bad either," the man said with a smile, pointing to the thugs inside.

The female college student took two steps back, only to find that she had nowhere left to retreat; the door had already been locked from the inside by the man.

The man opened a cabinet and put the female college student's bag and phone inside. Inside were various women's jewelry and bags, all seemingly stolen using the same method. Clearly, this wasn't the first time the people here had done this.

"Is it okay now? Is it okay now!" One of the thugs stood up, his face flushed, and said excitedly.

"You're really in a hurry! You're always having sex, why are you still so energetic!"

"I just took the medicine, and now my Ouduoduo is super energetic!" the thug said with a perverted grin.

"What exactly are you trying to do! It's not just fraud! You're trying to cause physical harm, which is a crime punishable by imprisonment!" the female college student said nervously. She now deeply regretted not heeding her junior Yukino's warning.

"Ah, how stupid of you. But if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have gotten the hang of it so easily. Thank you for your contributions these past few months." Then, he casually pulled a small paper packet from the table, containing strange powdered tobacco. The man first held it to his nostrils and smelled it, then lit it and began to inhale deeply with relish. He tilted his head back as if yawning, tears welling in his eyes, and then revealed an expression of pure enjoyment.

The female college student looked at the thug approaching her and showed a look of despair. Why did the person she fell in love with have to be such a devil?

"Do whatever you want, but remember to clean up afterwards, don't let the cops find out." The punk-style man waved his hand casually without even looking at her.

"Really? Like we dealt with that old lady before?" the thug asked, a ruthless look on his face.

"Ugh, someone like her, ugly as a fish and like a dead fish in bed, even if she were sold overseas, she probably wouldn't make much money, right?" the punk man said disdainfully.

"Then we won't hold back! Let's go!"

"I'll sleep with any woman!"

"Hehehe! Hehehe!"

"No! Don't come any closer!!!"

However, she was no match for these adult men. Her hands were quickly pinned down and then bound with rope. She could only kick her legs and struggle, but the men soon pinned her down with their bodies, rendering her unable to move.

The thugs here, their eyes bloodshot, were in a state of high excitement after taking drugs.

With her hands bound and her mouth covered, tears of regret streamed down the face of the female college student.

At that moment, the window screen fluttered in the wind, and a gust of cold air blew into the room. For some reason, even the beasts blinded by lust shivered and stopped.

Because they were a criminal organization, and the things they did were shady, both the windows and doors were always tightly closed. But somehow, the window was opened.

"This is a lousy house, the windows can't even be closed properly! Go! You go next, close the window!" the thug shouted at his accomplice.

"Ugh, what a buzzkill!"

The next moment! The thug noticed a small Black Shadow appear on the floor in front of him.

"Meow!!!"

From the dim shadows came a cat's meow, like the mournful wail of a vengeful ghost.

Everyone in the room, except for the grief-stricken female college student, was terrified.

Chapter 792 Kuro Neko Sheriff, No... It's Justice Shirou

As the saying goes, "If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear." Once you've done something wrong, you know it in your heart, and there's no escaping it in this lifetime. Even if you try to justify yourself in front of others and remain unrepentant, you still know it in your heart when you're alone. Deceiving yourself is useless.

Thieves and fraudsters, the more they steal, the more insecure they become, and the more nervous they are when they see the police. A person who is all bark and no bite, once they lose their psychological support, may be no better than a child.

Robbers, corrupt officials, murderers, and even the Extreme Evil criminals are all like this. No matter how calm or fierce they appear in public, or how good their acting is, they become exceptionally weak once they are in a dark environment.

Some truly wicked people can laugh excitedly and seem to enjoy physical punishment, even though they may be terrified of being locked up in solitary confinement.

Because in a dark and quiet space, people will involuntarily fall into their imagination, and the more dangerous and dark a person's heart is, the more terrifying their imagination will be.

Like a villain devoid of any light or warmth in his heart, once imprisoned, his mind becomes filled with all sorts of conspiracies and schemes. Those he has killed will come back for revenge. His enemies will torment him in various ways, eventually driving him insane.

The thugs in the rented room were startled by the sudden appearance of the Black Shadow for the same reason.

"What's going on? Where did this stray cat come from?"

"What the hell?! Throw it away!"

However, they quickly realized it was a cat, calmed down, and started cursing.

"Go away!" The man standing at the front, seemingly embarrassed and angry, reached out and slapped the cat to shoo it away.

The cat in the Black Shadow swung its paw without flinching.

With a soft thud, something about the size of a ballpoint pen flew up and landed on the ground.

The thug was stunned for a moment. It wasn't until a large amount of liquid gushed from his hand and dripped onto the floor that he realized what had flown out was his finger.

"Waaaaaah!!!" The man, clutching his severed finger, collapsed to the ground.

After seeing the gushing blood clearly, people broke out in a cold sweat, jolting them out of their drug-induced state. They all realized how strange the cat was.

Tread!

The cat, emerging from the shadows, took a step forward and approached the house.

Tread!

In the darkness, the cat's emerald eyes gleamed, intimidating the thugs inside the house.

Tread!

From the shadows, a calico cat slowly emerged, its eyes revealing a look only humans possess when angry.

The thugs all looked terrified, their hair standing on end.

Only the female college student, pinned to the ground, revealed a gloating, bitter smile. She felt no fear at this bizarre scene, for all she wanted now was to see these thugs and the man who had deceived her meet a miserable end. If such a psychic cat truly existed, she would gladly pay with her life for revenge!

"Could it be... could it be... that cat from before? The rich woman we killed mentioned she had a cat, that cat..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Stop playing tricks! Don't be so spineless! Get up, grab your weapons! With so many of you, I can't beat this beast to death!" The punk man was the first to stand up, pulled an iron pipe from under a chair, and shouted loudly.

Come on!!!

"Meow!!!" A sharp cry came from the cat's mouth.

For some reason, they felt as if they were hearing the roar of a tiger in the mountains, making their hair stand on end and their scalps tingle with cold.

"This is... a... monster... ah!"

Shirou followed the female college student to this small house and has been observing her ever since.

In his first life, he traveled to many places, including war-torn areas, lawless zones where mercenaries, bandits, arms dealers, and violent groups gathered, and witnessed many dirty, despicable, and unsightly things.

The punk rockers and a few thugs here, while not the worst or most wicked among them, are still absolute villains.

Unlike ordinary romance scammers and marriage fraudsters, they also engage in murder for money. These men, often described as "emo" or "punk," lure naive women, swindle them out of money for their entertainment and drugs. When they sense they're about to be exposed, they lure the women here and then rape them.

Because of their nicotine addiction, they've become like alcoholics; their bodies are no longer entirely under their control, and their minds are in a state of impulsiveness. They're a bunch of brutal, irrational madmen.

One of the thugs grabbed a bottle from the table and smashed it at Shirou Cat on the ground.

"Don't come any closer!! Waaaaaah!"

Even if he were to become a cat, he would never allow such a heinous act to happen before his eyes!

Shirou the cat darted about, dodging the thugs' attacks. His small size actually worked its advantage in the dim light; the confined space...

Anger activated the magic within him, strengthening the cat's muscles, skin, and bones. Its exposed claws became increasingly sharp, radiating a chilling aura like the edge of a sword.

"Damn it! Die!!!" The thug grabbed a chair, raised it high, and smashed it down on the cat on the ground.

With a light leap, Shirou unleashed his feline agility to its fullest extent, effortlessly circling in the air in a way impossible for a human, dodging the crashing chair. His incredibly fast movement made him appear to be floating, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

"A monster! Waaaaa!!!"

Shirou tore the thug's face apart with a single claw strike and slammed him to the ground.

"The ghost has come to take revenge by inhabiting the cat's body!"

Shirou Cat lashed out with his tail at the thug's face, like a thick whip, splitting his face in two. Blood streamed down his forehead, his nose bled, and a red mark appeared on his chin.

The thug was so struck by the force of the impact that his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.

When the last thug lay bleeding on the ground, unconscious, the blood had spread across the floor of the rented room, forming a shallow puddle.

Shirou Neko turned his deep eyes toward the punk-style man on the far side who was about to abandon his companions and run away.

"Damn it... Stop shaking! Open it for me!" The punk man was holding a key, trying to open the lock he had previously added to trap the woman, but his trembling hands failed to get the key in the gap several times.

Chapter 793 He hugs a cat at night, but during the day?

Inside the rented room, several thugs lay sprawled in pools of blood.

"Surrender!" Shirou Neko said to the punk youth leaning against the door, but what came out was a meow.

Because it used claws, it left four or five cuts with a single stroke, and blood flowed everywhere, making the scene look horrific. However, Shirou didn't kill it. Although he wouldn't feel any guilt killing such a person, and keeping them alive would only cause more harm, there was a female college student present. If someone died, she would be in trouble if the police investigated.

"Meow!!!"

The young man with the flamboyant, "kill-matt" style was so frightened by the shout that he collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"Master Cat! Ancestor Cat! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll turn myself in! I'll go to prison to atone for my sins! Give me a chance to reform!" The punk man knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

'If you know fear, why did you wantonly torture and kill other women before!' Shirou Neko knew he couldn't convey his words, so he turned around and walked towards the female college student, helping her break the ropes binding her hands.

"Thank you..." The female college student sat up and looked at the calico cat, speaking softly.

At this moment, the female college student recognized Shirou as the calico cat she had encountered at Yukino. Although it was eerie and scary, she had been saved because of this cat, so she felt no fear, but rather gratitude towards Shirou the cat.

The female college student suddenly looked behind Shirou, her expression changed, and she shouted, "Watch out!!"

"Go to hell!!! You stinky cat! How dare you swagger in front of me!!!" The punk-style man secretly pulled a pistol from a drawer and pulled the trigger on Shirou.

Bang!!!

Amidst the ugly, wicked grin of the punk youth, the bullet flew from the muzzle of the gun, spinning rapidly as it hurtled straight toward Shirou's cat-like back.