"Yes, we just simply could not solve every case. I've seen too many unsolvable cases. | really don't want Stephanie and Rodney's
case to just sink forever." Karl sighed, "Besides, the Heath family and | are still related, | just have to try to find out the truth. I've
kept all the photos from the scene and will go back and study them. Hopefully, we can make a breakthrough."
"Yeah, | forgot about that until you mentioned it. You're actually Charlotte's cousin." Joyce teased, "In that case, | don't even dare to
count on you to check your own cousin."
Karl suddenly stopped in his tracks and said seriously, "How's that even related? | could never let her go just because I'm related to
her..."
"Con. I'm just kidding. Look at you, you can't take a joke!" Joyce smiled, "You got to see the fun and pick up a relative for
nothing today, so it was a good trip."
The atmosphere between the two gradually melted up, talking and laughing, and from the perspective of the shadow from afar,
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"By the way, | forgot to tell you. | think of something strange. | heard Cecelia talk about how Charlotte got accidentally hit by a car
in the evening and was sent to the military hospital. The Heath family had a series of accidents, very strange. And, as you know, |
also saw Charlotte and Ricky together in Skymall this afternoon ..."
Joyce was talking when suddenly Karl winked at her, signaling her not to continue.
Joyce stopped talking as Karl's gaze fell behind her, and she turned her head in confusion to follow his line of sight and look behind
herself.
She saw a tall handsfigure cout of the shadows - his eyes were like a cold pool, and his face was emotionless like a river,
emitting a powerful coldness as if the surrounding area had all been frozen.
Joyce could not help but roll her eyes. Luther actually cto Eden Apartment again, so there was simply no end to it.
"Oh, Joyce, you are really beyond my imagination, attracting butterflies everywhere. | didn't think you'd have an affair with another
man besides Justin. Who is this again?"
Luther glared at Karl coldly and hostilely.
Joyce was speechless. He really did not remember Karl. Although it was expected, it was funny for him to ask Karl such a question.
She didn't feel she had to tell him that she and Karl were just friends.
Because she didn't want to waste her breath with him.
Luther did not ignore the disdain that crossed Joyce's eyes. He felt somehow angry. He just saw Joyce and another man, talking,
laughing, and flirting. His chest felt stuffy. Damn women, she was still his wife, and she met other men so frequently. What an
embarrassement!
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He reached out, trying to drag Joyce over to him. Seeing her standing next to other men was an eyesore.
Unexpectedly, Karl moved one step faster and pulled Joyce behind him to protect her.
"My nis Karl, the chief of the second precinct of the Khebury police department. Mr. Warner, nice to meet you." Karl sank his
face. He was mostly expressionless, and now, he was obviously, angry.
"Karl ..."
Luther chewed the words slowly, "We knew each other before?"
"Since you don’t remember, Mr. Warner can pretend we don’t know each other." Karl returned nonchalantly.
Luther narrowed his eyes, and his expression carried a few hints of danger. He recalled that he should have known Karl. He had
heard Aaron report about him before, about his grandmother's case, about Joyce's kidnapping case, and they were all thanks to
Karl.