You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"So | decided that | should return to the Capital and enter the House of Inspection just as my father wished. Yet | deliberately chose

the Special Investigation Unit, in order to be able to intervene in the internal investigation of the military. In the end, when there

was finally a result, the military had kept it a secret. My sources toldthat they had put all the blon Ricky and nothing

happened to Charlotte in the end. Even the fact that Charlotte instructed Thomas to set you up was erased by them. After all, we

have no solid evidence."

"So, you cback to the Capital to helpfind out the truth about what happened back then?"

Joyce bit her lower lip, and a wave of bitterness surged in her heart. It turned out, he did all these for her.

For four years, he had not given up his pursuit for the truth.

In order to find out the truth, he did not hesitate to give up the peaceful days he had resolutely chosen to return to the center of

power. And he was back to the top of power only because of her.

"You should not think much about it. It's not entirely because of you." Karl understood what she was thinking, and he knew she

would have a burden in her heart, and he explained, "It's just who | am. | feel eager to find out about the truth. | just can’t leave

my cases like that. To me, it is such a shame, and no matter what it might take, | will have to find the truth one way or another."

"Hmm." Joyce nodded, "So, why are you here and why would the Special Investigation Unit take on this common criminal case?"

"Should | be asking you that question? Why were you at the crscene at Hotel Dragon?" Karl asked rhetorically, "Do you know

something?"

"Hmm." Joyce nodded, "I know who the killer is."

Karl's dark eyes lit up abruptly, "Who is it?"

"Otis Robertson!" Joyce couldn't help but shudder a little as she said it out loud.

Karl's eyes tightened and his expression immediately becserious. Things were more complicated than he expected.

"How do you know?" He pursued.

"I cto the Capital from Mufron for the Artificial Intelligence Summit and had sproblems with the Walsh brothers of the

Blue Maple Group. | kicked their asses, and they sent spunks to blockin the garage. Otis once toldthat he would show

his sincerity to me. | never thought that his sincerity would mean killing people."

She said and took a deep breath.

Yes, she was the one who asked Otis to show his sincerity, but she never dreamed that Otis" sincerity would be so vicious and

bloody.

"Go on." Karl got up, made a pot of green tea and cover. He poured Joyce a steaming cup of tea and brought it to her. He

could tell that she seemed a little cold and her fingers were trembling slightly.

Joyce took the cup of tea and warmed her hands.

The fear at the bottom of her heart was finally somewhat dispelled.

"Otis calledat seven this morning. He said that he had givena big gift and askedto go to Hotel Dragon to check it out. |

knew what he meant by gift only after | got there. He meant getting rid of Mr. Walsh for me," she said, taking a sip of her hot tea.

Karl read the document that Raya sent to the door just now, and said, "According to the hotel's surveillance from last night to this

morning, Mr. Walsh had a dinner party last night, drank a lot of alcohol, and returned to Hotel Dragon at nearly twelve. The person

who sent him upstairs and helped him into the room has been found. It is a man called Eugene."

"Eugene? The guy who has been following Otis all the time?" Joyce asked.

"Right. Before you arrived, | already know that Eugene is Otis' assistant." Karl continued, "After dropping Mr. Walsh off in his room,

Eugene left Hotel Dragon and never returned. Theoretically, Mr. Walsh's tof death should be between five and six in the

morning. Eugene is not suspected at all."

"Yes. Don't you think this case is quite familiar?" Joyce's clear black eyes were fixed on Karl, "Or, have you already thought of it,

before you took over this case?"

"Hmm. That's right." Karl nodded gently, "Usually | ask my subordinates to keep an eye on all the strange cases that they have no

clue about, and notifyas soon as they find anything. In the morning, when | heard about the strange death of this Mr. Walsh. |

immediately asked for the details. Then | was reminded of the case of Stephanie's strange death. So, | immediately led my men to

the police headquarters to retrieve all the evidence, and take away all relevant witnesses, including, of course, you."

"Huh." Joyce smiled, "Detective, you have really got sharp eyes!"

"Didn't you think of that too?" Karl's appreciative gaze turned to Joyce.

"Well, the scene of Stephanie's death was so shocking to me, and | will never forget the way she looked when she died. Now Mr.

Walsh looked exactly the sas Stephanie. Purple face, foams at the corners of his mouth, closed eyes with bruises." Joyce

clenched the cup of tea in her hand.

"Charlotte and Ricky showed up at the Warner residence at noon, and Charlotte went in to meet Stephanie. About five hours later,

Stephanie was dead. Charlotte was not suspected because she had been long gone by that time. " Karl mentioned.

Joyce's eyes lit up, "It's all the same. Eugene appeared at Hotel Dragon at twelve. About five hours later, Mr. Walsh died strangely,

and Eugene was in the sway not suspected because he had been long gone by that time."

"Right." Karl snapped his fingers, "So, what exactly did they use to postpone the death by five hours? And without being noticed."

"It is now certain that this method is from the military." Joyce concluded.

Karl stared at Joyce for a long twith mixed emotions in his eyes, and suddenly he asked, "It has been four years, and you have

settled down in Mufron and owned your own business. Why did you cback, and why did you get involved with Otis?"

He paused.

"Could it be, you want to get close to Otis, who is now Charlotte's husband? Do you want to get information from him? After all, it

was Otis who took over the investigation in the Ricky case back then."

Joyce shrugged, "Well, | simply can’t hide anything from you, and | admit, that’s what | want to do. And I've managed to get Otis’

attention. | suspect that he must have something on Charlotte, and that Charlotte would not dare to do anything to him."

"You're just ridiculous! Ridiculous! What a nerve!"

Almost angry, Karl jerked to his feet and reprimanded, "Four years ago, you almost lost your life, and now you just can’t learn your

lesson!"

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