Chapter 996

Pascaylia.

Night fell, and the bright moon was dazzling with a lot of small stars

around it. In such a quiet night, it seemed as if you could finally stop

thinking about all kinds of things, just quietly take a sip of your tea and

watch the night sky.

Joyce came home earlier than usual today, and after having dinner with

Anderson, she sat at the window, staring at the bright moonlight.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang.

She looked down and saw that it was Karl calling.

She went to the kitchen, avoiding Anderson, picked up the phone and

asked, "Hey, are we going to do something now? Yes, tomorrow night

at twelve o'clock. We are going to his office at the charity commission. I

have got us a car and all other tools. Are you ready over there?" Karl

asked.

“No problem, Kane and I have already talked about it. He has studied

the surveillance system as well as the security setup near the charity

commission. By the time we arrived, within about twenty minutes, he

could have hacked into the security system, cut off all surveillance, and

opened all the electronic doors. Don't worry, these are just small things

to Kane."

"Great. Tomorrow, you, Kane and I will meet there on time." Karl

instructed.

"Hmm. You must tell Juanita to stay at home and not come out." Joyce

let out a low laugh, "She is not fit for this type of activity.”

"Don't worry. Definitely.” On the other end of the phone, Karl smiled.

"By the way, after taking down Mr. Clark. Who will take his place as the

president of the charity commission?" Joyce asked.

"Of course Julia should take over, otherwise we would be wasting our

efforts.” Karl raised his voice slightly, “I'l make it happen. With the help

our families, this should not really be a problem."

"Great. Mr. Clark is wasting his position. Juanita should take over if not

just for the benefit of the people.” Joyce praised.

“I will hang up now, and I will send you an email about the details.” After

a pause, Karl continued, "Or we can get there half an hour earlier

tomorrow night and we can talk in the car when we meet ."

"Okay, no problem.” Joyce responded.

Suddenly, a low, magnetic male voice rang out behind her.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

Joyce was shocked and hung up the phone in a panic. She turned

around in a hurry and found that it was actually Luther. “When did you

get in? How can you walk without even making a sound? Why did you

just come into my house? So you just got in and eavesdropped on my

phone?"

She questioned repeatedly with dissatisfaction.

She didn't even hear a knock on the door!!!

"Oh, my profile was added to the pupil recognition settings of your door

lock." Luther shrugged roguishly.

"How did you do that?" Joyce almost shouted, "How did you know

about the built-in program?"

“It's me, Mommy."

Anderson was playing a game on the couch when he heard their

conversation, and he dutifully raised his hand.

Joyce, "..."

Anderson had got better and better at hacking.

Soon no one could ever stop him.

"So, who are you talking to on the phone? A man?" Luther pursued. He

vaguely heard a man's voice, and it sounded like Karl, but he wasn't

sure.

"Does it have anything to do with you, Mr. Warner? You want to

interfere with my private life?" Joyce raised an eyebrow.

“I'm just asking." Luther was upset.

If it was really Karl, he couldn't call her at such a late hour for business.

The case of Mr. Walsh's death had already been closed, so for what

reason would the Special Investigation Unit have to call Zora again,

unless, of course, Karl already knew that Zora was Joyce and they had

other things to discuss.