You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1539

Chapter 1539

Just then, it seemed that he suddenly remembered.
He finally knew where he had seen this symbol before. It was a tattoo on his brother's arm, similar to this symbol!
He had always suspected that his brother belonged to a special unit. Could this really be their emblem?
If so, wouldn't his brother belong to General Ralph's direct line?
What about him? He followed his own commander, Otis?
Why was this so?
Ford had originally wanted to inform the other black-clad bodyguards that Anderson was missing. He had even taken out a satellite phone, ready to intercept the truck that had just left.
At this moment, his hands froze in mid-air.
It went no further.
Because he hesitated, he wavered.
Why should he do this? After all, Anderson was General Ralph's own great-grandson, the son of Major Joyce. Why should he do this?
Now that the warlords were divided, if his brother served the general's direct line, why should he stand against his own brother?
Why not leave himself a way out?
Thinking of this.
He withdrew his hand and put the satellite phone back in his pocket.
Then he walked forward, pulled the quilt back over and covered the two pillows, restoring everything as it was.
Then he turned and left the room, closing the bedroom door behind him and walking downstairs as if nothing had happened.
Mag hurriedly asked, "How's Andres? Was he frightened?"
With a straight face, he said, "No, he's sleeping soundly, don't wake him up."
"Okay," Mag nodded.
By this time, the other bodyguards had come downstairs one after another and gathered in the living room on the first floor, reporting, "No abnormalities."
Ford waved his hand, "Everyone back to your posts, it's okay now."
After everyone returned to their posts, Ford wiped the sweat from his forehead.
In fact, in his heart, he admired this four-year-old child very much. Although he didn't know how Anderson did it, he felt that it must have been inextricably linked to the brief restoration of communication in the early hours of the morning and the system update.
His gaze fell on the game console that Anderson had thrown aside on the sofa. He had heard that this child was a genius in electronics and networks. He thought he had already witnessed it.
A dog with no door, lives up to its name.
On the other side.
Anderson fell asleep in the truck.
He swayed and swayed with the truck all the way.
When the truck stopped, the noise was not small, waking him up.
Anderson sat up quickly, fully alert.
He didn't know where he was, but first got off the truck and then talked.
When the truck driver stopped, he opened the back door of the truck and then started unloading.
Taking advantage of the driver's coming and going, Anderson jumped off the truck.
When he got off the truck, he was stunned.
This place turned out to be the warehouse where he was first imprisoned! Here, he saw that evil woman.
My God, he had actually returned to where he started.
He had struggled all this time, escaped from the villa, only to return to the original warehouse?!
Seeing the truck driver about to come over.
Anderson looked around for a place to hide.
At that moment, a small hand suddenly grabbed him. Before he could react, he was dragged directly into a bush by the person.
He dared not make a sound, afraid of alerting the driver.
He turned back, wanting to see who had dragged him into the bushes.
But when he saw the person behind him, he was stunned.
It turned out to be...