You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The Capital Police Department Headquarters.

The police headquarters in the Capital was actually not as grand as the Khebury station. It was located in an old building, several

meters high, empty and remote, dark and damp, yet she appreciated the heavy and simple beauty of the overall environment.

Arter all, Khebury was the richest city in Pascaylia, and the Capital was the center of power.

Joyce followed the two officers to the lobby, where they took her to an interview room and opened the metal door.

"Please cin." The two police officers were quite polite.

"Hmm." Joyce frowned gently. This didn't feel good, and she felt like she was treated like a prisoner. Now she was a foreigner, and it

didn't make sense that she should receive such treatment.

She walked into the inquiry room and sat down calmly.

An officer also sat down and said, "Please put your phone on the table and put it on silent."

Joyce took the phone out of her own pocket and put it on the table.

At this point, another officer immediately cforward and took her phone away.

"What is this for?" Joyce was disgruntled, "You guys are violating your procedures. | can sue you guys."

She couldn't help but think of the old days in Khebury, when Karl was there, and he was a man of integrity who would never allow

his subordinates to do such a thing.

"Cut the crap. What is your relationship with the deceased?" The seated officer opened his laptop and began recording and taking

notes.

"I have no relationship with the deceased. Blue Maple Group wants a transformation and wants to buy my company's technologies.

We met at the Artificial Intelligence Summit and | don't want to sell anything to him, and that's all." Joyce said indifferently.

"That's it?" The officer was totally unconvinced, "You better tell the truth. We have all the facts."

"Since you have already had all the facts, just record it directly, so why do you askagain?" Joyce wrapped her arms around her

chest with a disdainful look.

"You! Just tell me, why did you fight with the older Mr. Walsh at the exhibition center, and why did you stab the younger Mr. Walsh

with a fork?" The officer questioned repeatedly, in a harsh tone.

"So, you're, now, making a presumption of guilt?" Joyce snickered, "Did you really graduate from a police school? You don’t have

even basic knowledge about laws?"

"You!" The officer was exasperated.

"You are tellinghis version of the story. The younger Mr. Walsh sent a group of gangsters to surroundafter that night and

tried to teacha lesson. Did he say this to you?" Joyce asked rhetorically.

The officer froze and didn't answer the question.

"Also, they put their hands onand verbally insultedin the exhibition center, and | couldn't resist?" She sneered, "I suggest

you guys cback and askafter you have checked things out, or you will be just wasting your time."

"You." The officer was speechless.

To make things less awkward, he questioned again, "Where were you and what were you doing at the tof the crime, between

5:00 and 6:00 a.m.?"

"Huh." Joyce laughed, "Of course | slept at home. | live in an apartment, and you will know once you check the surveillance. And,

you must have checked the surveillance in this hotel. Don’t you even know if | was there at the time? "

The seated officer looked up, glanced at the other officer and exchanged glances with him. The woman in front of him was too

eloquent to deal with.

However, it was true that they had checked the surveillance and it was simply unreasonable that no one got in or out during the

whole time.

"If you are not feeling guilty and worried at all, why did you go to Hotel Dragon?" The police officer questioned reluctantly.

"I saw the news in the morning and | happened to pass by the hotel. It is not illegal to take a look, right? Officer, if you have no

further questions, am | free to go?" She raised her wrist and looked at her watch, "If you have anything else you want to know, you

can always contact me."

"I'm sorry. You can't leave for now." The officer frowned, "We caught you at the scene and have the right to detain you for 48

hours."

48 hours?

Joyce was instantly furious. What about Anderson? Damn it, she should not have gone upstairs to confirm Mr. Walsh's death. She

got into a lot of trouble for nothing, but then she thought, if she didn't see it with her own eyes, how would she know that that Mr.

Walsh ended up exactly the sway as Stephanie?

Today, the trip was so worth it.

It's just that right now, she was trapped and her phone had been confiscated. It caused her a huge headache.

"Go on, tell us in detail how you and the younger Mr. Walsh got into a dispute. We would like to know about the causes and

consequences."

Joyce rested one hand gently on the tabletop with a proud demeanor, "I have the right to remain silent and | do not have to answer

any of your questions."

She didn't want to waste any more twith them.

She thought that she would have the police department contact Kane later and ask for a lawyer to handle the follow-up, and she

had to get out of it.

Right then and there.

The iron door of the inquiry room was suddenly pushed open with force.

A total of three people cfrom the outside, all wearing navy blue uniforms, straight and neat. The man in the lead wore a

shining sun badge on both sides of his shoulders, dazzling and eye-catching.

"House of Inspection, Special Investigation Unit," said the man in the head of the group, showing his ID with almost majesty.

The two officers immediately stood up respectfully and saluted, "Good day, sir!"

Joyce was staring at the stone tile floor with her head down, lost in thought. When she heard the familiar voice, she froze at first

and then looked up sharply. When she saw the man at the door, her eyes widened abruptly and she was stunned on the spot.

The familiar handsface, the familiar voice, and the meticulous attitude.

It was Karl!

The moment she saw him, she couldn't help but get red-eyed, and her heart couldn't help but feel excited.

Almost four years later, she could still remember that day. He was shot and bleeding. She left him in the wilderness and she drove

the car and faced Ricky alone. Thank God, he was still alive.

It's not that she hadn't inquired about him but she couldn't. Everything about Karl had been kept secret.

To her surprise, he cto the Capital.

Besides, it seemed that he had been transferred to the Special Investigation Unit of the House of Inspection. She did not really

know much about that place but it seemed to be ssignificant place. The sun badge on his shoulder was shining so brightly.

Karl must have taken ssignificant position.

It was wonderful. She would feel guilty for the rest of her life if innocent people died because of what she did.

Karl retrieved his ID and froze the moment he met Joyce's eyes. It was such a familiar gaze. Although he did not recognize the face,

he just felt familiar.

He then stopped thinking about it.

He gave a signal to the two subordinates beside him.

The two of them immediately handed over a document and said to the two officers, "The case is special and is immediately under

the jurisdiction of Special Investigation Unit. Please hand over all materials to us."

"Yes." The two police officers looked at each other. It was just a criminal case, any why would the high and mighty House of

Inspection cto them?

Why were they getting involved?

It was so weird.

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