Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1693: Creating Panic

Chapter 1693: Creating Panic

Joyce listened and just smiled, neither denying nor confirming it.

At that moment, a special police officer exclaimed in shock, "It seems to be true! But why would the

warlord's generalissimo appear in Khebury? She should be in the Capital."

The leading special police officer looked at Joyce with suspicion, not daring to admit it, but also not

daring to deny it. If she truly was the generalissimo, they couldn't afford to be disrespectful or negligent.

Reuben lifted Kiki out from under the table and walked to Joyce's side, saying, "You didn't see wrong.

She is the warlord's generalissimo. Just think about it, besides her, who in Pascaylia could have such

extraordinary marksmanship?"

He glared at the leading special police officer and said, "Return the generalissimo's personal firearms

to her!"

The leading special police officer hesitated.

If they didn't return them, they might face charges.

If they returned them, they might be deemed negligent.

Since Joyce couldn't hide her identity any longer, she took out her identification from her pocket and

presented it to the special police officer in front of her, the shining golden seven-pointed star blinding to

the eye.

The leading special police officer quickly saluted respectfully, "Generalissimo, I offended earlier."

He quickly signaled to the side.

The other special police officers promptly returned Joyce's gun and spinning dart with both hands.

Joyce didn't refuse and accepted the self-defense items, putting them away by herself.

Then she calmly spoke, "I will go to the police station to make a statement and then I'll leave."

"Thank you for your cooperation. We can also send someone to your place to record the statement and

have you sign it," the leading special police officer respectfully suggested.

"It's fine. I'll make the trip. No need to trouble anyone," Joyce waved her hand.

"I'll go with her," Reuben leaned over. "I had the clearest view of the entire process."

The others in the ice cream shop whispered among themselves. "So, it was the generalissimo who

happened to be present. No wonder her marksmanship was so incredible. No wonder she was so

calm."

"Yes, no wonder she refused to put down her gun when the little girl was held hostage. She had

absolute confidence in her marksmanship. She almost ruined everything. The generalissimo's child is

no less precious than hers. Shame on her."

"I didn't know...," the little girl's mother lowered her head in shame and dared not look up in front of

everyone's eyes.

With the help of others, the mother of the little boy, who had been unconscious, had already regained

consciousness. She still had weak legs and knelt on the ground, holding her child. She heard the whole

process and repeatedly expressed her gratitude to Joyce.

Joyce turned her head and walked over, supporting the woman by bending down. "No need to thank

me. My child was also present. It was my duty to protect everyone from danger."

Kiki slid down from Reuben's arms at this moment and pounced directly at Anderson.

"Andres, I was so scared," she cried, her body trembling and tears flowing. She was still shaken and

terrified.

Anderson watched as Kiki was about to throw herself into her arms and quickly moved aside. Kiki

missed and almost fell to the ground, but Reuben caught her.

Kiki grabbed Anderson's arm. "Andres, weren't you scared either?"

Anderson had experienced something more terrifying and horrifying, being kidnapped, isolated and

helpless, almost being thrown off the rooftop of a parking lot by that evil woman, his life hanging by a

thread. That was true fear. Now, with his mother by his side, facing the criminals, he didn't feel scared

at all.

"What is there to be scared of! Coward!" Anderson pouted, not wanting to pay attention to Kiki.

Reuben's admiring gaze stayed on Anderson. "Your name is Andres?"

He had seen the whole process clearly. Although Anderson hid behind Joyce, his young face showed

no signs of fear. For a four-year-old child to remain so calm was truly remarkable.

Anderson nodded.

"Young man, you were calm in the face of danger. You're amazing. You've truly inherited your mother's

spirit," Reuben praised.

Anderson shrugged and didn't pay any further attention to them. He pushed Kiki away and ran to

Joyce's side. "Mommy, when are we going back?"

Joyce ruffled Anderson's hair. "Did Andres get scared? It's all over now. We can't leave yet. Mommy

needs to go to the police station to give a statement. We can leave once it's done."

When everything was over, she would have time to comfort Anderson.

Anderson shook his head. "I'm not scared with Mommy around."

At this time, several police carsand ambulances had already parked in front of the ice cream shop.

The special police officers had already taken the criminals into custody and were now in charge of

evacuating the others. The injured individuals were all being taken into the ambulances.

The leading special police officer approached Joyce, bowing respectfully. "Generalissimo, please come

with us. I apologize for any offense caused."

Joyce, along with Anderson, Reuben, and an employee from the ice cream shop, followed the police

cars to Division Four.

On the way, Joyce dialed Darrin's number.

"Hello, something happened in the city today. I'm going to Division Four. You should come too."

Darrin's voice on the phone sounded somewhat shocked. "I just heard the news report. There was a

shooting incident in the city center, and the jewelry store was robbed. Could it be... related to you? Did

you fire the gun?"

Joyce replied, "Yes, it was me. Unfortunately, I ran into it, but everything has been resolved. Don't

worry."

Darrin blamed himself, "It's my fault. I didn't follow you today, and something happened. I was

careless."

"It's okay. I can handle it. Don't blame yourself," Joyce pondered for a moment. "I just find it strange.

Khebury hasn't had such a vicious incident of street robbery in many years. And the criminals had three

guns, which is unusual. I have a feeling that it's not just a regular criminal case. Investigate secretly."

"Alright, Generalissimo, I'll be there right away," Darrin said before hanging up the phone.

Joyce and Anderson rode in one car, while the others were not in the car. That's why she had asked

Darrin to investigate. Those masked men made her feel uneasy.

There were so many places in Khebury that could be robbed, so why did they choose a crowded area?

Even if she hadn't taken action, the police would have arrived quickly. Moreover, the masked men

specifically targeted children, as if they wanted to make the situation worse. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

She had a strange feeling that this group of people wasn't just after money; they wanted to create

chaos and panic in Khebury.