Chapter 1937: Entering The Interior To Investigate


    Chapter 1937: Entering the Interior to Investigate


    Clint felt a sharp pain in his chest, almost unable to catch his breath. He endured it and shook his head,


    "I''m fine, are you okay?"


    As Joyce stood up, she helped him up as well.


    "I''m fine. Thanks to you just now. If I had fallen down, it might have affected my child in the womb. You


    saved me. Thank you," she said.


    After Clint regained his bnce, he rubbed his chest and said, "You saved my life, and you''re thanking


    me for such a trivial matter. I can''t bear it. Please don''t say that again."


    Joyce chuckled softly, "Okay, I won''t say it anymore. Let''s go downstairs."


    Clint nodded, "I''ll walk in front. The floor is slippery, so be careful."


    "Okay," Joyce nodded.


    When the two arrived downstairs, Jamie had already brought the medicine.


    The three of them got into the car together.


    Jamie asked, "I''ll take Munin back first. Where are you going? I can drop you off."


    Joyce nced at her watch and said, "That''s fine. I thought I would have to stay at the hospital for a


    long time, so I had someone take my car away. I need to go to JK Intelligence now, it''s nearby. Can you


    give me a ride and drop me off along the way?"


    "No problem," Jamie replied.


    At that moment, Clint asked, "What does JK Intelligence mean?"


    "Oh," Joyce waved her hand, "It''s a smallpany I established, mainly focused on developing


    intelligent technology and high-end security systems. Just a smallpany, nothing worth mentioning."


    "You''re too modest. Since you personally established it, how could it be a smallpany?" Clint knew


    everything about Joyce''s background. He had already investigated it thoroughly. It involved not only


    intelligent technology and high-end security but also some top-secret military designs rted to internal


    warlords, such as anti-electromaic pulse. In this aspect, Joyce was a genius.


    He always had a soft spot for geniuses.


    "Can Ie and have a look with you?" Clint pretended to be curious. "The police said I used to work


    in the field of technology. But I have no recollection of it at all. I thought maybe seeing something


    simr could stimte my memory and help me recover sooner."


    Joyce was about to refuse. After all, he was a stranger they had just met by chance. It didn''t seem


    appropriate for him to visit herpany, even if it was just for a tour.


    But the way he put it made it difficult for her to refuse.


    After all, the sooner he recovered his memory, the sooner he could figure out his identity and find the


    person behind his injury.


    It would also bring her some closure.


    Joyce hesitated for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly.


    "It''s alright if it''s not convenient. I just mentioned JK Intelligence because I heard you talking about it.


    I''m sorry for overstepping," Clint pretended to be apologetic with sincerity in his voice. "After being


    rescued, I''ve been staying in the apartment every day, not daring to go anywhere. It''s been quite dull.


    That''s why I made an unreasonable request just now. I apologize."


    Joyce couldn''t bear it. She thought about how he had just saved her, preventing her from falling. If she


    refused him, it would seem ungrateful. Moreover, it wasn''t an excessive request. She was just being


    overly cautious, always on guard. What threat could a weak and ill man who had undergone heart


    surgery and lost his memory pose to her? She was overthinking it.


    She hurriedly said, "It''s not inconvenient. I was just worried that you copsed this morning and still


    insisted on having an examination. Are you sure it''s okay for you not to go back and rest now? Can


    your body handle it?"


    Clint cleared his throat, "I feel good now."


    Joyce chuckled softly. Men always had their pride.


    "Alright, let me show you around."


    Clint''s eyes brightened, excitement gleaming in them. "That''s great, thank you."


    Jamie didn''t say much. He opened a pill bottle and took out a total of five pills, then opened a bottle of


    mineral water and handed them to Munin. "Take these pills for the daytime. They might help relieve


    your current chest difort."


    "Okay, thank you." Clint took the pills that Jamie handed over. He nced at them and noticed they


    were exactly the same as the heart medication he had taken before. It was evident that the warlord''s


    hospital had a high standard of medical care,parable to Rohomes.


    To make his act convincing, he had refrained from taking medication for several days. He couldn''t


    afford to dy any longer.


    He ced the pills in his mouth and swallowed them with the mineral water. His narrow eyes squinted


    into a line as he secretly observed Joyce.


    This woman, as he spent more time with her, was turning out to be quite different from what he had


    imagined. Interesting.


    After a short while, Jamie drove the car to the entrance of JK Intelligence Technology Company.


    Joyce and Munin got out of the car and walked into herpany.


    It wasn''t far from Luther''s headquarters, an address she personally selected. It was also not far from


    the R&S Group headquarters, about a ten-minute walk.


    Mufron''s headquarters remained intact and was currently managed by Kane. After recruiting some new


    staff, who had previously worked at Mufron, they returned to Mufron.


    Therefore, most of the staff at JK Intelligence were new faces.


    Except for research scientist Jude, who remained. Jude stayed mainly because he was responsible for


    the warlord-rted designs.


    As they entered the elevator, Joyce encountered Jude. It was lunchtime, and Jude was apparently


    nning to go downstairs to eat.


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    Seeing Joyce, Jude respectfully said, "Miss Joyce, you''re here."


    Joyce nodded gently and greeted him, "Jude, going out for lunch?"


    "Yes. I want to have dumplings across the street. You know my stomach isn''t great, so I often go out for


    noodles instead of eating in the staff cafeteria," Jude exined.


    Joyce smiled, "I know. If the dumplings are that good, I''ll try them sometime." Content of


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    Jude caught sight of the man apanying Joyce. He was tall and handsome, with an extraordinary


    temperament, but unfortunately pale-faced. Curiously, he asked, "Miss Joyce, who is this?"


    "Joyce, Mr. Mu, if there''s anything I can help with, please let me know," Jude said politely.


    It was highly likely that Jude was the technology professional associated with the warlord.


    Clint took a few more nces, silently remembering the face and the name.