Chapter 1607 The Black Hawk Strikes

Chapter 1607 The Black Hawk Strikes

Joyce noticed that he was distracted and asked, "What are you thinking

about?"

Luther came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly. “Nothing. I was

just thinking about what Andres said earlier. He always mentions Fair."

“You noticed it too? Andres seems to care about Fair very much.”

Joyce raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah. I think no matter if Fair is a person from the third party force or

not, the child is innocent. Even if he is really being used, he is still

young and can be educated. We still have to find a way to rescue Fair."

Luther said.

“Yeah, this way we can clearly know who the third party force is and if

they are related to us." Joyce also agreed.

“In short, we cannot let Andres harbor resentment from an early age.”

Joyce added.

After saying this, she glanced at Luther.

The father and son were actually very alike.

Although they minded it very much, they did not say it out loud and then

kept resenting in their hearts.

According to Anderson's amazing memory and extremely high

emotional intelligence, keeping this resentment for twenty years would

not be a problem. She understood her son. For those who betrayed

him, I'm afraid he could never forgive them for life. The best way was to

resolve it in time from an early age.

"But where to find?" Luther asked, "We don't even know their surname

or nationality. The world is so big, how can we find a needle in a

haystack? Unless Otis tells us."

Joyce was silent. Indeed.

"As for Otis, what is the marshal's next step?" Luther asked, "The

information Eugene gave me is all stored in the cloud. I gave all of it to

Cecelia before. By the way, where is Eugene? Is he still alive? Does he

know about the third-party forces?"

"Eugene is still alive. I have already sent someone to ask him this

morning. He said the third-party forces were solely contacted by Otis.

He didn't know their background or name. What he knew was basically

the same as Andres. Not much could be asked. After this incident, we

plan to let Eugene retire. It is difficult for him to stay in the warlords. So

we might as well let him leave. The warlords will give him a sum of

money. Currently, he plans to settle abroad with his sister." Joyce said.

After a pause, she continued, "In order to protect him and his sister, we

currently do not plan to let him testify. After all, all the materials have

been handed over to us. This afternoon, my father will announce all

Otis's crimes through the media.”

"The marshal's handling is very correct.” Luther agreed.

"According to the latest news, the third-party forces are not related to

the warlords. It should be Otis's personal private contact.” Joyce

emphasized.

"So the key point is still to ask Otis." Luther gently stroked Joyce's long

hair, "How do you plan to deal with Otis after his capture? Where will he

be detained?"

Joyce glanced at her watch, "For now, he will be sent to International

Sea Island Prison. In the future, he will be submitted to the International

Military Tribunal, where there will be a fair trial. He should be on the

way now."

"Okay." Luther nodded, feeling relieved. "As for what Otis said about

the antidote, after he enters the Sea Island Prison, I will personally go

for an interrogation.” Joyce frowned.

“I'm fine. Don't agree to any unreasonable exchange conditions

proposed by Otis. Do you know? Medicine is so advanced now that

there is nothing to fear." Luther said solemnly, resolving Otis and

eliminating threats to Joyce were what he cared about most.

If you let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles

in the future.

"Okay." Joyce promised.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Anderson

ran in bouncingly.

Upon hearing the sound at the door, Joyce immediately got out of bed

so that the child would not see her lying in bed, which would not look

good.

She walked over and picked up Anderson, "We're done. Andres, what

do you want for lunch? Mommy will ask someone to deliver it to the

ward."

"Beef rice.” Anderson thought for a while.

"Okay." Joyce agreed, "By the way, Andres, would you like to sleep in

the ward with Daddy tonight? The sofa can be combined into a bed.”

"Great!" Anderson was overjoyed, "Anywhere is fine as long as it's not

in the safe house. I'm almost bored to death."

Joyce stroked Anderson's hair.

"Be good, stay here with Dad. I'll go buy you food."

After speaking, she smiled and stood up and walked out of the ward.

On the other side.

Since being captured early this morning.

Otis was secretly sent to the military port, escorted by more than a

dozen armored vehicles all the way, and it was hard for him to escape.

When he arrived at the port, there was a secret interrogation room.

After the first round of secret interrogation, he was sent to a military

landing craft.

It was almost evening.

As the ship set sail, Otis leaned against the cabin with his eyebrows

twisted into a Sichuan character shape and an inscrutable expression.

There were ten people on the landing craft. Most of them stayed on the

deck to guard.

In the cabin, there was only one guard keeping Otis, and the guard was

fully concentrated, not daring to be negligent at all.

"What time is it now?" Otis suddenly asked the guard.

"What do you want to know the time for? You're waiting to be sent to

prison, what does time have to do with you?" The guard said coldly.

"Hehe, I can't know the time? What are you afraid of?" Otis had his

hands cuffed behind his back, with a sinister smile on his face, which

was chilling.

The guard was swept by Otis’ sharp eyes and his whole body

shuddered.

“It's past four o'clock.”

After saying that, he regretted it very much. Why did he answer Otis?

He was actually daunted by Otis. Although Otis was now a desperate

man, the pressure he brought still existed. After all, he used to be a

fierce character.

Otis smiled without asking again.

He closed his eyes and rested.

It was past four already? About time, the person he was waiting for

should come after the ship sailed into the high seas.

His hands were behind his back.

In his palm, there was an iron wire. All kinds of retreat plans, he had

considered them all before. On the escort vehicle, when they were not

paying attention, he pried off an iron wire and opened the handcuffs.

This was not difficult for him.

Soon, he unlocked the handcuffs and still kept his hands behind his

back.

The guard watching him was completely unaware.

The island was actually not far away.

Halfway through the journey.

Suddenly from the sky came the roar of a huge roar, accompanied by

vibrations that could be heard from far away.

This was the sound of a military helicopter.

The corners of Otis’ lips tilted into a wicked arc. The person he was

waiting for had finally come.

On the top of the cabin, a guard shouted, "It's a Black Hawk Helicopter,

not ours!"

The landing craft was only equipped with simple firepower and was far

inferior to the Black Hawk Helicopter. Once the Black Hawk Helicopter

came, sinking the landing craft would be a matter of minutes.

In the cabin, the guard watching Otis, hearing the movement outside,

was a little distracted.

Otis sneered coldly.

When the time was right, he pounced forward. He acted without mercy.

With one move, he killed the guard and seized the rifle.