Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 504

"But..."

The soldier hesitated a bit and exchanged words with another soldier and finally said, "We need to ask for instructions, just a moment."

"Good." Karl waited in place.

A few moments later, a soldier came out from inside after asking for instructions and returned the ID to Karl, "The general has instructed you to go in."

"Go."

Karl took Joyce with him.

"Wait, who is this?" The soldier asked.

"She's with me, she's my assistant."

"Okay." The soldier didn't stop them and let them both go in together.

"It looks like something has really happened," Karl said as he walked. Since they could let him in, he already knew in his heart that there must be a murder. Of course, at this point, he did not tell Joyce. The doors of the Heath family villa were open.

Karl and Joyce both walked through the parlor, and when they first entered, Karl frowned, "The smell of blood, so heavy."

"Is that so? I can't smell it." Joyce looked around. She could not smell the unusual smell as Karl did, who was a professional criminal police and with a more sensitive smell.

When they entered the main hall, they only saw a white mat on the floor and what appeared to be a corpse lying on it, covered with a white cloth.

Cecelia had changed into a long black robe, sitting on a side chair, looking sad.

Joyce's eyelids "popped" straight.

A bad feeling rose to her heart. There were many people in the Heath family... So the one lying on the ground must be ... the face of Rodney suddenly emerged in her mind. No way! Obviously, she just saw him healthy and lively in the afternoon!

Ralph himself came out to receive Karl.

Karl bowed slightly, "General Heath, may I know what has happened to the house?"

Ralph's face turned gloomy, his thick eyebrows deeply furrowed, and he sighed, "My father had an accident. He fell down the stairs. Unfortunately, he died. I heard that you are the criminal police officer in charge of this precinct. I'm sorry that there was an accident at home and I didn't call the police in time. After all, my father was once the commander-in-chief of the military district, so we didn't want to alert the bystanders and only wanted to solve the problem within the military."

Joyce heard that it was really Rodney, and for no reason, her heart was flooded with infinite sorrow, and she felt terrible.

"Understood. The army has its autonomy, and the police are not in a position to interfere. Just are you sure that it is an accident and not a criminal case? If a criminal case is involved, it must be handed over to the police." Karl asked.

Ralph froze for a moment. He did not think this way before. Criminal case? Was his father killed? However, the scene was clear, so it should not be possible.

"The military doctor and forensic pathologist are here and have checked the scene. It is true that my father accidentally fell down the stairs." He beckoned an army coroner to come forward, "If you want to know more details, you can ask him, he is the coroner."

Karl looked around, "It looks like the blood has been cleaned and the scene has been destroyed. If it's convenient, could I have another look at it?"

Ralph nodded, "Yes."