Chapter 244

When she saw Luther's surprised expression, Joyce explained, "That

afternoon, I had received a strange threatening phone call, the phone

number is quite strange. The other end sounded like a man, using a

voice processor. He said I should go back to the Warner residence

immediately and alone. If I dare to call the police, Stephanie would be

dead.”

“I was not sure what had happened, and was afraid that something had

really happened to Grandma, so I rushed downstairs and took a taxi

back home."

She said while setting up the video and pressing the play button.

In the video, she sat down in the back of the cab, panting, and said to

the driver, "No. 1 Sophora Street, please."

Then, she looked at her watch over and over again.

"Please hurry up.” She urged the driver.

"Miss, there's a lot of traffic on the road at this hour. I have exceeded

the speed limit!" In the video, although the driver's face could not be

seen, the driver's voice came clearly.

Immediately after it, she took out two five hundred dollar bills from her

wallet and stuffed them into the driver's pocket, "It's really a hundred

thousand dollars, please.”

"Got it." The driver replied.

Then, the sound of the driver stepping on the gas and accelerating

could be faintly heard.

After a while.

They saw her pick up the phone, hesitate for a moment, and finally dial

a number.

“I'm too late to explain to you, I'm at the Warner residence, No. 1

Sophora Street. I brought you here the last time. Juanita, listen, twenty

minutes from now, if I call you within twenty minutes, it means

everything's okay. If it's over 20 minutes and I don't call you, you call

the police.”

"You must not come. Remember what I said and hang up."

In the picture, she hung up the phone.

Immediately after, the cab stopped.

“Do you need me to drive you in?" The driver's voice inquired from the

front.

“No, I'll just get out here." The scene showed her getting out of the car

quickly and closing the door behind her.

The entire video surveillance footage showed the complete process,

with a clear picture and clear sound.

Joyce heaved a sigh of relief when she finished watching it.

She pointed to the laptop screen and showed it to Luther, "Look, it's

here just now, and there's the time shown at the bottom, which proves

that I called Juanita beforehand. I asked Juanita to call the police. I

couldn't prove this to the police before because neither Juanita nor I

had a recording on our cell phones, so there was no proof of what I

said. But now, I can prove that I sensed the danger and asked Juanita

to call the police in 20 minutes. It doesn't prove my innocence directly,

but at least, if I am the murderer, there is absolutely no need to expose

myself, and that would be illogical, right?"

Luther watched the whole video with a serious face, his long eyebrows

tightened, his face getting darker and darker, and he finally bellowed

angrily, "Joyce, why didn't you call me at that time?!"

Joyce was startled by his sudden anger and even dropped the mouse

in her hand in the car.

The space in the car was cramped and his long body was so close to

hers that she could hardly even breathe.

“I ..." she ran out of words, she was indeed scared at the time, and she

thought about calling him. It would be far better even if she could send

him a message back then. But she backed out, she was afraid he

wouldn't trust her.

"Go ahead, why didn't you call me? You don't know how dangerous the

situation is? Aren't you afraid of getting yourself killed? Running back

alone? Are you out of your mind? You're just trying to be a hero!" He

scolded in his face.