Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1040

The Capital.

The downstream of the reservoir.

A scavenger, who was picking up plastic bottles washed ashore by the lake, was walking along the shore when he suddenly saw what appeared to be a large bag next to a boulder not far ahead, rising and falling with the waves.

He hurried up to the front, expecting something good.

Unexpectedly, after a closer look it turned out to be a corpse. Face down, the body was soaked and swollen, and the scattered hair and weeds were undulating with the waves.

"Ah!!!" The scavenger shouted, frightened, his face turned, and he fled.

Municipal Government Chief Secretary Office.

Juanita was organizing the materials for a meeting from the previous day.

It was a quiet morning. The golden sunlight was softly shining in, and everything seemed incredibly peaceful.

And the sudden ringing of the phone broke all the serenity.

Juanita was working at full attention when she was disturbed by the phone call.

She was surprised, and then picked up the phone.

"Hey, this is the Capital Police Station. You reported a missing case earlier. This morning someone found a body downstream of the reservoir, and her height, body type and clothing matched what you described, can you come over and confirm."

On the phone, the police department staff said.

"What?!" Juanita at first froze, and her heart missed a beat, "Yes, I'll be right over."

She hurriedly stood up, feeling her scalp tingling. She had been worried for several days in a row, and in fact, she had thought in her heart, something might have happened to Ms. Armstrong. After the call just now, her heart sank heavily.

Sure enough, what she feared most still happened.

She quickly grabbed her bag, and headed straight to the Capital Police Station.

Upon her arrival...

Police officer Phillips led her to the morgue and opened the freezer.

As the compartment was slowly pulled open, she found the person lying inside was indeed Ms. Armstrong.

Juanita had a psychological preparation along the way, and when seeing the body, she had been much calmer. Although the body had been soaked in the water for several days and it was puffy and bloodless, still she could tell it was Ms. Armstrong.

Phillips asked, "Secretary General, is that the person you reported missing?"

"That's right. It's her." Juanita nodded, "You contact the Khebury police station and ask them to send someone over. Ms. Armstrong is from Khebury and her information and files are at the Khebury police station."

"Yes, thank you very much for your cooperation." Phillips wrote it down in his system.

"What was the cause of death?" Juanita asked.

"The preliminary judgment is drowning. The body's fingers were grasped off, directly off, so apparently there was a fierce struggle before her death, while there is mud and sand in her mouth and nose which caused inhalation. As for a more detailed judgment we will need to wait for further examination by the forensic pathologist." Phillips returned.

Juanita frowned and could see that Rachel had suffered greatly before she died.

"Do you know approximately where she fell into the reservoir?" She asked again.

"Judging by the direction of the current and the time the body surfaced, we assumed she should have fallen from the midstream zone." Phillips returned.

"Midstream..." Juanita sighed, "You should check the venue for the charity dinner, where Ms. Armstrong was last seen.

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"Okay. Thank you for the information." Phillips took note carefully one by one.

Juanita left the Capital Police Station and walked to the door, and the cold winter wind blowing against her face made her shiver.