Chapter 512

“I don't mind. You don't have to tell me, it's your privacy, and don't

worry, I won't tell anyone else. Not even Juanita." Joyce smiled lightly,

then her face sank again, "I just thought about the way Charlotte

uncovered the white cloth on Rodney. Hey, just how could someone die

like that for no reason? I also saw him in Riveria Haze this afternoon.

Somehow, although I only met him twice, and I barely knew him, his

sudden death made me feel so hard in my heart. I just could not calm

down."

She raised her head slightly and looked into the hazy yellow streetlight,

and surprisingly her eyes were slightly moist. Was it because she had

no relatives? Or did Charlotte's words also touch her deeply?

Charlotte cried on Rodney's body, “I grew up without any family, and I

grew up alone for over 20 years! It was so hard for me to finally find my

own family.”

A newly found family was lost again.

And she did not even know where or who her relatives were. Although

she had not fantasized about her relatives for a long time, at this time

she indeed felt a sense of loss. She was envious that Charlotte could

find her family.

If she had such a mother, such a grandfather, and such a happy family,

how good it would be.

Rodney's sudden and violent death also made her feel sad, and she

felt like she had lost her own loved one. What's wrong with her? Could

it be that she had become more and more sensitive and sad lately

because of her pregnancy?

"Joyce, I actually think Rodney's death is a bit fishy." Karl changed the

subject to avoid her being too sad.

Joyce looked up sharply, "Really? Why didn't you point it out at the

time?"

"My instincts. Criminal police intuition. Although they could not find any

evidence from the whole scene, however, with my experience, this

could not be that simple. The Heath family is very special, if I do not

have definite evidence, the police can not intervene in the case. It will

create a lot of trouble for the department. So I must be careful and

cautious!" Karl said with a frown.

"What do you think? Mr. Heath falling with his back towards the stairs?"

Joyce asked.

“Yes. I simulated the path of the fall and felt that Rodney fell with a low

center of gravity. He should be crouching down at the time and he fell

backward. That's why the back of his head hit the stairs in that position.

If he fell backward standing he couldn't do it." He showed her with his

hand.

"But crouching, how can a person fall backward when their center of

gravity is already low and only more stable?" Joyce shook her head,

feeling it was quite impossible, "So, you felt that Rodney was pushed

down?"

"Hmm." Karl nodded, "But the coroner said the military has investigated

the surveillance. I don't think it can be wrong. The military shouldn't be

amateurs at such searches. At least if there was someone at home,

they should know. That's why I didn't question it on the spot.”

“It reminded me of Stephanie's case."

Joyce let out a low sigh.

“It was my incompetence." Karl blamed himself.

"What are you talking about!" Joyce bumped Karl's arm hard, "You're

the most serious, responsible cop I've ever met. You're a human being,

not a god, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. Under the sky,

there are so many things we don't know."

Unbeknownst to him, Joyce's actions all fell into the eyes of Luther not

far away.