Female Novel
Chapter 1142
Special Investigation Unit, House of Inspection.
When Luther arrived at the House of Inspection, someone was already waiting at the door, and
someone led him to Karl's office.
Karl was already waiting for Luther.novelbin
He was taking a phone call in his hand, and when he saw Luther coming, he said coldly, "That's it for
today. We'll discuss it some other time, and I have more important things to do."
With that, he hung up and looked up at Luther.
Pointing to the couch in front of him, he said, "Please sit down."
Luther strode in and sat down on the couch, where he took the plastic bag containing Cecelia's cell
phone out of his pocket.
He put it on the coffee table, and pointed out, "The phone is stained with blood. I have tried to leave it
as it is, so you can test it later. It should be Cecelia's blood."
Karl walked up and sat down diagonally across from him.
After he got the phone out, he tapped on the screen, "This is a special military phone. Look, there is a
special emergency call on the side of the phone."
"You open the album and scroll down to the end. There's a picture that will surprise you." Luther leaned
on the sofa with a serious look.
Karl clicked on the album suspiciously with his slender fingers, and kept sliding down.
Finally, he saw the photo Luther was talking about.
At first, he froze but as usual, he did not show much on his calm face.
"This is a picture of an old photo, so it’s not very clear. If it was not an old photo, I would have thought
this is Joyce's photo."
"It wasn't." Luther shrugged, "You're so calm. When I saw it, I was shocked."
Karl pushed the tea set on the coffee table towards Luther, "The tea I made before you came is still
warm, pour it yourself."
Luther poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it gently.
Karl treated him casually, and it reminded him of the days when they fought together in the past.
Luther pointed to the photo, "They look just the same. To be precise, Joyce is simply her copy, and I
don't know who the person in the photo is, exactly."
"Judging from the paper and the style of the photo, I thought the woman should be the age of your
grandma now."
Karl looked at this photo carefully, suddenly his expression turned sharp. His originally calm face finally
changed, "The background of this photo … it looks so familiar."
He continued to zoom in on the edges of the photo, "The old photo was placed on a coffee table, and
the pattern of the cloth covering the coffee table ... seems to ... This is ... a photo taken in my home!"
"You mean, Cecelia took the picture at your home?" Luther froze. Things were completely beyond his
imagination.
"Yes, the pattern of the cover cloth on the coffee table looks so familiar. Yes, it's the same coffee table
we use in the Cole residence." Karl's experience made him extraordinarily sensitive to subtleties.
"Absolutely it is. Wait a moment."
Karl said. He took his cell phone and dialed Michal's number.
To make it easier for Luther to hear the conversation, he simply turned on the speakerphone directly.
A few moments later, the call was answered and Michal's clear voice came through.
"Yo, Mr. Gregory, what a busy man you are. A son who is already too busy to call his own mother. Why
do you suddenly remember me today? I'm so flattered!"