Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 648

Joyce suddenly thought of what Vicki said. No wonder Vicki told her to be careful when she handed her the rifle. Indeed, there was no secrets in this world. People would know about the purchase of the gun sooner or later.

At that time, she had not thought that the consequences would be so serious.

"Where are we going now?" Joyce's voice trembled slightly because she was nervous.

Karl didn't answer her question, his frown furrowed as he reached over and kept tapping on the central control area of the car. He pressed each button repeatedly.

His car was specially made by the police department and the central control area was actually an internal communication portal.

"What's wrong?" Joyce saw him look even more gloomy and hurriedly asked.

"Damn. Ricky is so capable. I've felt strange since just now. I can't get through to the second precinct. He has cut off the communication of the entire police department. Now, I have no way to arrange our forces in real time. Damn!"

He was worried that Joyce did not understand, so he explained again, "Every time we go on a mission, we need to communicate in real time through radio. That's how we work together. Now probably Ricky has cut off the satellite access of the entire police department. In this way, the police department is cut off from the world, and we have to rely on our cell phone for single-line contact. It's inefficient and we can not work together in real time."

"How can Ricky have such a powerful ability?!!!" Joyce was dazed and she could not understand it at all.

"Don't you replace it quite familiar?" Karl popped up.

"Yes." Joyce nodded her head in a trance.

"Are you thinking of Hill Benjamin, when you were kidnapped?" Karl sneered.

"Right. At that time, those people also had quite an extraordinary ability." Joyce nodded repeatedly. Just a moment ago, she did recall the kidnapping of Hill Benjamin.

"Blocking surveillance systems and tampering with road surveillance cameras. Emplying International mercenaries and assassins. Using satellite phones. They were so professional, just like what we have seen today." He said, slamming his fist heavily on the steering wheel, exasperated, "It's all my fault. I have been too careless."

Suddenly, Karl's cell phone rang.

He looked down and although it was an unfamiliar number, he hastily picked up the phone.

"Captain, Captain... It's me... I borrowed this phone from a passerby ..."

The familiar voice caused Karl's heart to tangle up instantly.

"Victor, are you okay? Great, you're alive." Karl asked urgently.

He then set the phone on speakerphone.

Victor's voice was coming through intermittently and he sounded weak. Obviously he was very badly injured.

"Captain, I, I'm not dead yet... I got the disk from the institute ... but I can't copy it... It needs a special machine. I have to, ahem, ahem, I have to replace a way to get the original to you......"

"Are you okay? Take your time and tell me where you are. I'm going to pick you up!"

Karl asked nervously. He was relieved that Victor was not dead, and he felt much less worried.

"Captain... Someone is after me. You go first in the direction of the clock tower ... I, I, will contact ..."

Victor abruptly hanged up the phone.