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Then he contacted Claire and informed her about Ava's current situation.

Unfortunately Claire said there was nothing she could do.

She is just a nurse, good at first aid, rehabilitation, and surgery, but there is really nothing she can do about amnesia.

Just have some knowledge about amnesia.

At present, there is no clear treatment for this disease, which is usually based on psychotherapy, including identifying and appropriately dealing with stress sources, moderate listening, hypnotherapy or drug-assisted interviews, such as reminiscing.

However, Claire also said that she would ask someone to ask.

After thanking him, Joyce hung up the phone.

Alas, if you really have no idea, then take it to the Supreme Mage to have a look.

He believed that with the ability of the Supreme Mage, he would be able to come up with a solution.

Thinking of this, Joyce calmed down a little.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang, interrupting Joyce's thoughts.

It should be someone from SHIELD, right?

Joyce stood up and opened the door.

Sure enough, there was a strange woman standing behind the door. Her hair was completely white, but she looked very young.

"Hello Father Joestar, I am Agent Silver Sablinova of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Fury, Fury, you really like to use female agents.

Joyce nodded with a smile and said sideways: "Welcome, please come in."

Sablinova shook his head, apologized, and did not enter the room.

Then he handed the document bag to Joyce.

"Father Joestar, this is the information Director Fury asked me to pass on to you. Please take a look at it."

"If there's no problem, I'll go back first."

Joyce nodded, opened the file and flipped through it in front of him, his face becoming more and more ugly.

Seeing Joyce's expression, Silver Sablinova felt a little uneasy.

"Father Joestar, do you have any more questions?"

"No, no, thank you for your cooperation, then I won't send it away, and walk slowly."

Joyce adjusted her mood and put a smile on her face.

But Sablinova felt a hint of coldness from Joyce's smile. Although it was very subtle, she caught it.

He nodded and said goodbye to Joyce, then turned and left.

After Sablinova left, Joyce closed the door and sat on the sofa.

He put the file aside and the smile faded from his face.

The overall story is consistent with most of what Matt said.

But there were some details that he didn't know, and now all the clues and details appeared.

The real mastermind behind this was none other than Kingpin, Wilson Grant Fisk.

At that time, the Hand would cooperate with the Kingpin, and drug and human transactions were discovered and disrupted many times by Matt and Hector.

Kingpin secretly sent someone to investigate Hector's true identity and handed it all over to the Hand.

Hidden behind the scenes.

The police who control Hell's Kitchen stage a play to frame Hector.

They know that reputation is a very important thing to these street heroes.

Not only did they frame Hector into ruin, they even affected his reputation through public opinion.

So Hector not only lost his career as a journalist.

He also lost his life.

In order to cover up the crime, Kingpin ended up getting rid of most of the people who knew the inside story.

Including some of his own insignificant subordinates, they are just pawns.

Although Kingpin's plan was implemented very covertly, it still did not escape SHIELD's surveillance.

Joyce's eyes were filled with haze.

This man is so cunning.

All of this is under his control.

But it doesn't stop there.

After making a call to Matt to confirm he happened to be still at the law office.

Open the portal and go straight there.

With no one else around but the two of them, Joyce told him all the information he had obtained.

"You said all this is true?!"

After hearing this series of things, Matt had a shocked expression on his face.

He never imagined that Kingpin was the mastermind behind the scenes and had done so many things!

"Do you know where Kingpin is?"

Matt shook his head.

"Jojo, once Kingpin dies, it will cause great turmoil to the gangs in Hell's Kitchen and New York."

"I hope you won't kill him. You have killed enough people."

After hearing what he said, Joyce's eyebrows wrinkled.

At this time, Matt actually advised him not to kill Kingpin.

"Are you crazy?"

"No, I'm not crazy. I'm just doing my duty. Send him to prison. This is the best way."

As Matt said, Joyce actually saw a trace of determination in his dull eyes. Obviously, his thoughts were no longer a matter of a day or two.

"After everything you've been through, Matt, you're still so indecisive!"

Joyce said angrily that Matt's attitude made him want to beat him up.

"Jojo, I'm serious!"

Matt's tone was very strong.

"Seriously? I'm serious too! Matt, you should know what you're talking about!"

"Have I ever killed an innocent person? If I hadn't killed them, you and Ava would have died long ago! How many people have Kingpin's gang killed? Can you count them?"

Matt was silent. He didn't expect Joyce's reaction to be so violent.

"Matt, whether you believe me or not, Kingpin's existence is a nightmare for Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan, or the entire New York City population! His existence has caused New Yorkers to lose their peace. Don't you know these things? ?”

"You know, you understand how miserable their lives are!"

Joyce was not a man of words.

But today, he was really angry.

Matt's idea seemed to him simply too stupid.

He was silent after listening to Joyce's words.

Indeed, Kingpin was a very terrifying person, and the existence of such a person was a nightmare for ordinary civilians.

Matt didn't want to see such a result, but sending Kingpin to prison was the only thing he could do.

Seeing Matt's reaction, Joyce took a few deep breaths to calm down.

"Matt, you know what? What you're doing is wrong!"

Joyce stood up and prepared to leave, walking slowly outside as he spoke.

At this time, Matt actually tried to persuade him and stood up.

"Jojo, this is the best solution, you are a priest!"

"No! Matt Michael Murdoch! There is no room for this matter. No matter whether I am a priest or not, I will kill him for Ava!"

Joyce sighed, and this sigh contained a lot of sadness.