Finally, she couldn't help but reach out and touch Joyce's cheek.

Left and right, up and down ... She finally gave it a hard squeeze. "Wow, awesome high tech! Is it really a mask? Sure it's not plastic surgery? It feels like real skin. It feels so good in the hand.”

Juanita gave a few "tsk" in surprise.

“It is indeed possible. Since I came to the Special Investigation Unit, I have seen it a few times. The mask is thinner than a piece of paper, and it feels completely the same as the real skin. It's even very breathable so you can wear for a really long time without problems." Karl explained.

"Hmm. Sometimes I forget to take it down myself." Joyce smiled.

“It's just ... does he not mind?" Juanita pointed to Anderson. After all, Anderson was still a child, and his own mother had to wear a mask sometimes. Could he accept it?

Anderson sat on top of the couch and suddenly interrupted, "Mom has two faces, and I've been used to it for a long time. You can't tell anyone about that.”

Joyce gently stroked Anderson's little head, and looked a little frustrated.

been such a good boy and she

Anderson and couldn't resist giving

has been a gift from God

was a moment of

understood that it was a miracle just to survive in that

this boy! Joyce, if you're too busy, just leave Anderson to me. I love children the most!" Juanita

help

at the two of them and said with amusement, “It's been four years

was, that was..." Juanita wanted to change

admitted

carried such a heavy burden in his

such a

unloaded pistol and handed it back to him, his heart was

did not forget to hide his gun, and she did not

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