Chapter 689


    It''s just that he really can''t ept it.


    "I''m going to get out of the hospital, and I''m going to takemand myself.


    I don''t believe it, I don''t believe I can''t find it.


    It can''t be, you must not be doing your best, you must be going in the wrong direction."


    Karl struggled, trying to sit up from the bed.


    A tearing pain came from his abdomen, making him frown long and hard.


    Franklin hurriedly held him firmly in ce, "Captain, go to do not move.


    Captain,e to your senses.


    You go tomand, and what can change? We are Interpol, you know very well in your heart, Joyce in


    ? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    that situation, was grenaded off the cliff, the hope of survival, how much can there be? We''ve done our


    best, and we won''t give up."


    Karl did not speak, his eyes gradually condensed into a dead silence, without waves or ripples.


    He can''t ept it, no matter what he can''t ept it.


    It''s his fault, how he failed to detect Joyce''s abnormalities, in vain as a detective.


    He remembered that he got out of the car and took Joyce with him to the hideout.


    He told her to hide inside and tried to give her the memory for safekeeping.


    However, he did not expect that she would leave him and go into danger alone.


    He will never forget it.


    It was the first time she held him.


    Her warm and soft body, embraced in his arms, he seemed to embrace the whole world, at that


    moment, he was iparably satisfied, inexplicably at ease.


    But why didn''t he notice that something was wrong? Why didn''t he realize that she had other ns?


    He never thought that this hug of hers would be a permanent goodbye.


    He will never forget it.


    The wild wind blew through the wilderness, lifting her long hair to fly, and her clear voice was sent word


    by word by the wind.


    "Karl, you must live.


    Otherwise, I won''t let you go even if I''m a ghost!"


    He will never forget it.


    He watched, her soft and beautiful figure, turn and run quickly to the car, righteous.


    Such a glimpse of his back turned out to be hisst memory.


    She fell off a cliff and he didn''t even see thest of her.


    Yes, he survived, but had to watch her disappear into his life.


    What is the point of living in self-me and pain?


    How could he bear it?


    Franklin looked at Karl worriedly, sighed heavily, and saidfortingly.


    "Captain, after all, the person has not yet been found, there is always hope."


    "How''s Victor doing?" Karl asked.


    "He is no longer life-threatening, I am conscious, the local burns are more serious, recovery will take a


    long time, and may have to do imnt surgery in the future."


    Franklin said, "Atst, life is saved."


    "Hmm.


    That''s fine."


    Karl nods gently.


    Franklin saw Karl ask about the work and said in a hurry.


    "Captain, right now to deal with the aftermath of the matter, is your top priority ah.


    You must pull yourself together.


    The whole thinges and goes, I''m not sure, the follow-up isplicated, I''m afraid I can''t handle it."


    "Aftermath?" Karl froze in confusion and suddenly let out a bitterugh, "What can I do afterwards? I


    did get the information, but Ricky is already dead.


    What else could I have but proof that he killed Thomas? The clues are all broken."