Chapter 300

Karl led a large group of people and searched all night.

At that time, because it was too dark, they went around to the bottom of

the mountain, took the wrong direction, and encountered a cut-off road

with nothing but thorns in front of them. Nobody would have gone this

way so they just returned to the main road.

Fortunately, he had all the entrances and exits of Hill Benjamin blocked

and guarded to ensure that no more killers would enter.

Moreover, on their way, they also accidentally found the masks and

daggers discarded by the criminals.

According to this, Karl judged that in Hill Benjamin there should have

been no criminals left that was able to threaten the lives of Joyce and

Luther, and the leader of the thugs had chosen to withdraw, and from

the traces left by the thugs, the thugs had left Hill Benjamin.

At least they were quite safe for now.

So, Karl ordered the special force team to rest in place and wait for

daylight before looking for them.

Otherwise, it was just a waste of time.

When it was almost dawn, the surrounding area was finally barely

visible, at which point Karl repositioned himself and used satellite cloud

maps to determine where Joyce and Luther might be.

It was the lake at the bottom of the steep slope.

The terrain of the mountain was complex. Some places were flat, some

places were thorny, and they had no idea of all those with only a map,

no wonder they went in the wrong direction last night.

When it was almost dawn, they changed direction and followed the flat

road, making their way to the woods by the lake.

And now they would reach the small lake shown on the map just after

they walked through these woods.

Karl led the way, walking at the front of the pack.

Suddenly, someone walked slowly towards them. They took a close

look, and it was Luther carrying Joyce, towards their direction.

The sun rose in the morning and beams of golden light was shot

between the clouds, as if they were all covered by a soft gauze.

They were just like that, one carrying the other, holding each other tight,

stepping on the golden sunlight, and slowly walking over.

The love and attachment were evident.

Karl's throat tightened, he pursed his thin lips and hurried up,

concerned, "Finally, I found you guys, it's good that you are okay."

He looked at Joyce and asked, "What's wrong with you? You don't look

well?"

Joyce got off Luther's back and landed gently on the ground. She had

felt better after the short rest.

“I'm fine, I'm a little tired just now.” She smiled lightly, “Thank you for

sending so many police officers out to keep looking for me."

Karl sighed with relief and said to Luther, "I picked up your satellite

phone, and locator, and I know you guys jumped off the steep slope.

I'm sorry I was late. I put you guys through a life-and-death situation.”

"No matter, I think, all thanks to you, otherwise the criminals will not

easily retreat. And we can survive only without them behind us.” Luther

returned.

He omitted the fact that Joyce was strapped to a time bomb and

drugged, with his heart in his mouth. He would wait until he returned to

Khebury to pursue the matter more closely.

“The leader of the gangster is vicious enough, all the rest of the people

involved in the operation were killed. There was no one left alive, and it

was really difficult to catch him." Karl frowned, he had realized that the

other party was difficult to deal with.

"I judge that this person must be a veteran, or at the very least, have

years of experience as a mercenary as well as an assassin. Perhaps

the murder of Stephanie, as well as this kidnapping of Joyce is the work

of the same person. Then it means that he must have a very good

hidden identity in the country. And he has a certain amount of power,

otherwise he would not dare to act in such a way." Karl analyzed, and

he ordered several special force officers to carry the stretcher over.