You Hit My Heart (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.