Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1693

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.

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.

She had a strange feeling that this group of people wasn't just after money; they wanted to create chaos and panic in Khebury.