You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1607

Chapter 1607 The Black Hawk Strikes

Joyce noticed that he was distracted and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Luther came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly. "Nothing. I was just thinking about what Andres said earlier. He always mentions Fair."

"You noticed it too? Andres seems to care about Fair very much." Joyce raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah. I think no matter if Fair is a person from the third party force or not, the child is innocent. Even if he is really being used, he is still young and can be educated. We still have to find a way to rescue Fair." Luther said.

"Yeah, this way we can clearly know who the third party force is and if they are related to us." Joyce also agreed.

"In short, we cannot let Andres harbor resentment from an early age." Joyce added.

After saying this, she glanced at Luther.

The father and son were actually very alike.

Although they minded it very much, they did not say it out loud and then kept resenting in their hearts.

According to Anderson's amazing memory and extremely high emotional intelligence, keeping this resentment for twenty years would not be a problem. She understood her son. For those who betrayed him, I'm afraid he could never forgive them for life. The best way was to resolve it in time from an early age.

"But where to find?" Luther asked, "We don't even know their surname or nationality. The world is so big, how can we find a needle in a haystack? Unless Otis tells us."

Joyce was silent. Indeed.

"As for Otis, what is the marshal's next step?" Luther asked, "The information Eugene gave me is all stored in the cloud. I gave all of it to Cecelia before. By the way, where is Eugene? Is he still alive? Does he know about the third-party forces?"

"Eugene is still alive. I have already sent someone to ask him this morning. He said the third-party forces were solely contacted by Otis. He didn't know their background or name. What he knew was basically the same as Andres. Not much could be asked. After this incident, we plan to let Eugene retire. It is difficult for him to stay in the warlords. So we might as well let him leave. The warlords will give him a sum of money. Currently, he plans to settle abroad with his sister." Joyce said.

After a pause, she continued, "In order to protect him and his sister, we currently do not plan to let him testify. After all, all the materials have been handed over to us. This afternoon, my father will announce all Otis's crimes through the media."

"The marshal's handling is very correct." Luther agreed.

"According to the latest news, the third-party forces are not related to the warlords. It should be Otis's personal private contact." Joyce emphasized.

"So the key point is still to ask Otis." Luther gently stroked Joyce's long hair, "How do you plan to deal with Otis after his capture? Where will he be detained?"

Joyce glanced at her watch, "For now, he will be sent to International Sea Island Prison. In the future, he will be submitted to the International Military Tribunal, where there will be a fair trial. He should be on the way now."

"Okay." Luther nodded, feeling relieved. "As for what Otis said about the antidote, after he enters the Sea Island Prison, I will personally go for an interrogation." Joyce frowned.

"I'm fine. Don't agree to any unreasonable exchange conditions proposed by Otis. Do you know? Medicine is so advanced now that there is nothing to fear." Luther said solemnly, resolving Otis and eliminating threats to Joyce were what he cared about most.

If you let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles in the future.

"Okay." Joyce promised.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Anderson ran in bouncingly.

Upon hearing the sound at the door, Joyce immediately got out of bed so that the child would not see her lying in bed, which would not look good.

She walked over and picked up Anderson, "We're done. Andres, what do you want for lunch? Mommy will ask someone to deliver it to the ward."

"Beef rice." Anderson thought for a while.

"Okay." Joyce agreed, "By the way, Andres, would you like to sleep in the ward with Daddy tonight? The sofa can be combined into a bed."

"Great!" Anderson was overjoyed, "Anywhere is fine as long as it's not in the safe house. I'm almost bored to death."

Joyce stroked Anderson's hair.

"Be good, stay here with Dad. I'll go buy you food."