Chapter 624

“You and Christian, how exactly do you know each other? The Ballard

family has a mysterious background and is at the top of our gang

control list. Do you know that?"

Karl asked curiously.

“I didn't know Christian very well. I knew him simply because he seems

to have a problem with Luther. Although I asked Christian for help this

time, I have no idea what risk will be behind it. Maybe he has some

other purposes, and I just don't know." Joyce shrugged her shoulders

and said helplessly.

"Oh, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, right?" Karl smiled lightly.

"Sort of. At least that's what Christian thinks.” Joyce smiled, "Whatever,

we'll just have to deal with the problem right in front of us this time."

Pier 4 was quite remote.

Karl drove for about an hour before they got there.

After Joyce got out of the car, she looked around.

Sure enough, on the dock, it was Vicki standing there. Her slender

shadow was dyed red by the setting sun, and her black and somewhat

purple hair was blowing in the wind, adding some extra demonic

sexiness to her beauty.

Vicki was carrying a large, long black box in her hand. It must be some

special equipment inside.

When she heard the movement behind her, she turned around slowly.

When she saw Joyce and Karl both getting out of the car, she curled

her lips demurely and walked over to them, smiling, "Karl, right? I've

heard a lot about you. I didn't expect to be more handsome in person

than on TV."

“Thank you for your help and for providing me with such important

evidence.” Karl nodded with an expressionless face.

Joyce was slightly surprised that Vicki knew Karl, but it was not

surprising for her to see him on TV.

“Not helping. It's a paid service. Two million, to the account.” Vicki

handed Karl a slip of paper.

Two million? Joyce was staggered. A gun was worth at most one

hundred thousand! She asked for twenty times as much! The price was

so outrageous in the black market.

“No problem.”

Karl took out his own phone on the spot and sent the money quickly.

Then he said, "The money has been transferred.”

"OK, deal. So it's yours now." Vicki handed the box over.

Karl took the long black box from Vicki, turned to the car, and put it

away.

Vicki looked at Karl's cold and desperate back and said to Joyce,

“You're not bad, hah-hah. You're charming enough to have a police

officer doing illegal deals with you."

Joyce was embarrassed and she bit her lip unnaturally.

"Just kidding. Be safe these days." Vicki patted Joyce's shoulder,

“There is no secrets in the world and the news of the gun being bought

will leak sooner or later. Whoever that is, he may soon be on your back.

Be careful yourself. See you next time, bye."

"Vicki, thank you." Joyce said gratefully.

"You're welcome!" Vicki didn't turn around and just waved her hand.

Joyce turned around and got into Karl's car.

"What's next?" She asked.

“I'm sending the sniper rifle for analysis. You go home and get some

rest, and I'll let you know as soon as the results come in tomorrow.

Everything will just go as we have planned.” Karl said solemnly.

"Good." Joyce responded.