Chapter 1196

The Capital.

The wind and snow continued, and the pale earth was covered with a

heavy white snow.

Several black House of Inspection special vehicles sped along.

They then arrived at Club Pascaylia.

Karl darted out of the car and broke straight into the rotten building.

He was followed by several SWAT officers, all of whom he called on a

temporary emergency basis.

Before he even entered the building, he could already hear the sound

of silenced gunfire coming from inside. His heart then pounded

violently, almost uncontrollably, leaping to his throat.

He rushed wildly into the rotten building, a SWAT officer rushed to

Tommy who fell in a pool of blood and probed his nose, "He's alive."

Karl nodded his head and signaled the SWAT team to notify emergency

assistance.

The SWAT officer nodded and pressed the call button pinned to his

lapel to notify the ambulance to come quickly to take away the injured.

Subsequently, Karl drew his pistol, stared at the screen, full alert,

distinguished the movement upstairs. He could not care about

anything, and rushed directly to the second floor.

It wasn't as dangerous as he expected.

When he arrived on the second floor, Charlotte was already on the floor

in a horrific scene, her limbs all pierced by bullets.

It was clearly Joyce who shot the gun.

And Luther, who was standing not far behind Joyce, heard a movement

behind him and he turned, looking at the visitor.

He wasn't surprised to see Karl.

Because, it was he who informed Karl before he rushed there and told

him the location.

The surprised was Joyce.

She looked at Karl and then raised her wrist to check her watch.

Strange, it wasn't even time for her to send the timed email, how did

Karl know she was here and had arrived?

Karl's face shifted from tense to relaxed and then swirled to ugly.

He put away his gun and pinned it back to his waist.

And raised his hand to indicate that the SWAT officers behind him did

not need to follow.

He looked with a deep gaze at Joyce, whose mask had been removed

from her face, revealing her otherwise stunning and stunning

appearance.

Luther also stood by her side.

Apparently, she had confessed that she is Joyce and is no longer

disguised.

"Uh, Mr. Gregory, things, have been settled.” Joyce saw Karl rushing

here in a hurry, and she was a little embarrassed.

She knew she was in the wrong, after all, she had made a solemn

promise to Karl that she would inform him of any action, no matter

what. She would never act alone. She had broken her promise again.

And right now, Karl's face was as gloomy as it can be.

Joyce's hands twisted helplessly, “That, actually, I..."

Karl glared at her coldly.

"Actually, before I came, I sent you a timed email, and in a few

moments, you will receive it ..." her voice was getting smaller and

smaller.

"Huh."

Karl smiled, "After all, you still treat me like an outsider.”

He glanced at Luther, meaningfully, "And not someone you can live and

die with."

So, four years ago he knew clearly. He was destined to be by Joyce's

side only, silently guarding her, and could not have any other ideas.

Joyce bit her lip, and Karl said it directly, making her even more

embarrassed.

She knew Karl always had it in his heart.

Four years ago, she abandoned him in the wilderness and drove alone

to deal with Ricky, alone in danger. This is the knot that has always

existed in his heart.

This time about Charlotte, she actually thought about it in her mind.