Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1480

Chapter 1480

The night was dark and deep in the early morning.
The car sped along, and many intersections had flashing yellow lights, allowing direct access.
Luther asks as he drives.
"Mom, we did not previously agree to light the lighter as a signal. How did you know that I was in danger and that lighting the lighter was a signal to you to ask for help?"
Cecelia sat in the back seat, wiping the gun with a professional cloth. She looked down at the gun in her hand and the corners of her lips curled up.
"The heart is in the right place. You're a sharp guy, and if you're done talking, you should leave right away and not have the leisure to smoke a cigarette with Mr. Moore. And you don't smoke either. So when the lighter was lit, I knew that you must be stalling, and, being as smart as you are, must have used the lighter to help me fill the light, and I pulled the trigger right then and there."
Luther praised, "Mom, your marksmanship is really out of this world. It's almost unimaginable to be able to shoot a head shot from so far away, it's so divine."
Cecelia smiled, "I'm getting old and rusty. As a precaution, I brought a wind speed meter with me today. If I were twenty years younger, I could feel it all. You are the most important family member to me, and I have to make all the plans."
Luther looked back at Cecelia, "Joyce's talent all comes from you."
"Not really, the difference between her and me in terms of marksmanship is still quite big. What is the same is that someone who can shoot accurately needs a strong heart, to be able to sink his or her teeth into the situation, and nothing should cause the mind to fluctuate, otherwise, the loss will be a thousand miles."
As we speak, we have arrived at the Special Investigation Unit building.
Cecelia left her equipment on the Luther.
The Special Investigation Unit manning the unit already knew them and gave them immediate clearance.
Come to the Special Investigation Unit safe house and push the door inside.
Just see Joyce reclining on the sofa, she has fallen asleep, long eyes tightly closed, the corners of her lips slightly drooping, her look slightly tired.
Luther walked up, picked her up gently and laid her flat on the couch to sleep.
Unexpectedly, the slightest movement woke her up.
Joyce opened her eyes and saw Luther in a daze, she subconsciously put her arms around his neck, "Where have you been? What time is it?"
Luther lowered his head and gently dropped a kiss on her lips, "It's after four, you can sleep a little longer."
Joyce was mostly awake when she saw Cecelia standing in the doorway behind Luther.
She was completely awake, "Mom, what are you doing here?"
Looking around, it was dark and only one light was on.
"Mom, why aren't you asleep in the middle of the night, what's going on?"
Cecelia pressed against the door with a gentle smile, "It's nothing, don't you worry."
Joyce hurriedly put on a shirt and got up.
Just as he stood up, Karl hurried over from the next office, "Joyce, we just got word that Mr. Moore of Military Intelligence has been assassinated."
By the time the words were spoken, Karl had arrived at the safe house where Joyce was.
Karl reacted instantly when he saw that Cecelia was also there.
"AWM, long range sniping, is that you?" He asked in a frozen voice. He should have thought of it, there was no trace for miles around, super long distance sniping, one shot to the head, able to do it, the world can not find a few top sniper experts.
It just so happens that there is one right in front of him.
"Hmm. It's me." Cecelia shrugged.
"Mom, why? We didn't have this plan beforehand either." Joyce glanced at Luther, "You were in on it, weren't you?"