Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 893

The face was blue and purple, there were foams coming out from the corners of his mouth, the eyes were tightly closed, and the veins on the eyelids seemed to be popping out. It looked terrible.

The face of Mr. Walsh looked exactly the same as Stephanie!

She could never forget the day Stephanie died.

At that time, she received a threatening phone call from the murderer, who used a vocal processor, and then she rushed to the Warner residence.

When she broke into the room with her gun, she was stunned. The murderer was nowhere to be found.

Next to the luxurious European-style king-size bed, Stephanie's body was curled up on the floor facing the bed.

Stephanie's body was still warm at that time. She went up and turned Stephanie over, only to see that Stephanie's face was purple, there were foams around the corners of her mouth, her eyes were tightly closed, and the veins on her eyelids were popping and horrible.

This scene was then deeply rooted in her mind.

She would never forget it.

This had been an unsolved case even since then.

They found only painkillers from Stephanie's blood.

Now, Mr. Walsh died exactly the same way and there wasn’t even a murderer.

It was exactly the same!

What did this say?

She remembered Karl once reassured her that when a case sank to the bottom, there was no clue and nothing could be done. The best thing to do was to wait quietly for the next similar case to take place again.

Killing was addictive. If the murderer could kill anyone at will without even having to worry about getting caught, the murder simply would never stop.

Sooner or later, it would simply do it again.

And right now, after four years.

There was finally a similar case!

Joyce couldn't help but cover her lips. Her lips were cold and icy and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on her hands, she felt her scalp tingling, and she was sweating all over.

She couldn’t tell if she's scared at the moment, or if she's feeling something else. She felt tensed up already, as if a cold snake had crawled up her spine.

It was certain that Mr. Walsh was killed by Otis.

Stephanie's death could not have been the work of Otis, who did not even know Charlotte at the time, but since the same killing method was used today, it could only mean it had something to do with the military.

Military...

What could Ricky have used from the military to kill Stephanie?

At this moment, she was almost certain that Stephanie's death that year, although no evidence was ever found, must have been the work of Charlotte and Ricky!

Just as she was dazed and stunned, a police officer saw her and bellowed, "Who are you? What are you doing there!"

Joyce was stunned, and she was going to say she lived in Hotel Dragon.

On second thought, such a lie would be easy to unravel. She better not lie.

"I'm sorry. I took a wrong turn and got in the way of your business. I'll leave now." She nodded apologetically, gathered her collar, and turned to leave.

The officer took a few more glances at her and reprimanded, "Don't you see the cordon in front of you? And you are still coming in? Nowadays, women are too bold. Someone died here. What's it that is so interesting?"