Chapter 1092

Meanwhile.

Karl and Luther both drove wildly along.

They went straight to the Military Staff House.

A flash of light could be seen in the sky already.

The darkness before dawn was coming to an end. The sky was

beginning to glow.

In the cool morning, the first rays of morning light penetrated the mist

and shone on the quiet streets.

"We are almost there. Turn right up ahead. I've been there." Luther

pointed ahead.

“I know, Mr. Warner, and don't forget I grew up in the Capital.” Karl

gave Luther a glance, "I know the way better than you."

Luther shrugged, "I'm just reminding you."

In fact, he was anxious inside and he thought he could calm down by

saying a few words.

“Right now it's all guesses with no solid evidence. Although it makes

sense, do you think Cecelia would believe it?" Luther propped one

hand on his forehead, “I'm not sure, although I've already made her

have some doubt in her mind.”

"We'll talk about it when we get there. It's useless to think too much.”

Karl took a deep breath, "Let's take one step at a time and see. Cecelia

is not just an ordinary woman, and she must have her own way of

judging.”

Luther's eyes tightened and hostility surged between his eyebrows, "My

grandmother is not an ordinary woman either. Rodney was not an

ordinary man back then? Even they were murdered by Charlotte."

In fact, what he hated most was himself.

He failed to see Charlotte for what she really was as early as possible

and was deceived. After he finally found out what happened, he was

drugged by Charlotte and Ricky and lost his memory.

“It's not the same. They're older and inevitably easy victims. Your

grandmother was seriously ill, and Rodney did not even think that his

own granddaughter would hurt him. It's all because our enemy is simply

too good at acting. She always pretended to be soft and vulnerable, but

in fact, she has a heart of a snake. It's difficult to guard against such a

woman. It's understandable.”

Karl said, glancing at Luther, "When did you get your memory back?"

Luther paused his breath and sighed, “It's too late. When nothing can

be undone, what's the use of that damned memory?”

Karl cleared his throat, and sort of comforted him.

“It's okay. It's not too late. It's better than no chance at all.”

Luther's eyes dimmed and he didn't say anything.

As you could see, the Military Staff House is in front of you.

Unlike normal days, today it looked very eerie in front of the Military

Staff House,.

The sun had not yet risen, the clouds were thickening, the air was filled

with the chill of dawn everywhere, and the wind was whistling.

"Something's not quite right.” Luther subconsciously sat upright and

looked wary.

Karl felt it, too.

Several military vehicles were parked in front of the Military Staff

House, and more were parked inside and the courtyard looked quite

crowded.

It felt so suffocating.

A hundred or so loaded soldiers in black surrounded the door.

Karl couldn't drive right into it, so he had to pull across the door and

park in front of a military vehicle.

"What's the deal?" Luther said as he got out of the car.

Karl frowned, shook his head, grabbed his ID, and opened the door to

get out of the car.

"l don't know. I've never been in this situation.”

"Why are all the armed men not wearing uniforms? What are they

doing surrounding the entrance of the Military Staff House?"

Karl instructed Luther not to get too close. After all, those people in

front of him were all holding real guns.

"Mr. Warner, I have a bad feeling." Karl looked a little worried, "It's so

unusual. It feels like something's wrong."