"Miss, please sit down first?"

The man raised his eyebrows, but did not look at her, but kept flipping through the magazine in his hand and raising the corners of his mouth with interest.

"Mr. Police—"

She couldn't accept her anxious explanation and ended up with such careless silence.

"Okay, don't make a noise, be good--"

The man seemed to be very interested in the things in the magazine and would chuckle from time to time.

She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel that he was a very handsome man from his chestnut hair.

But now she can't take care of so much, when will this policeman help her?

"Mr. Police!!!"

She can no longer bear it, and it doesn't matter how much she suffers.

But can you help her find her mother first? Maybe it’s just a second mistake and her mother may no longer be in this world. The more she thinks of this, the more she becomes scared.

The violent sound of the friction between the palms and the table attracted all the busy police officers.

Everyone stopped and stared at him.

But the man never looked up.

The demonic eyes kept squinting dangerously, with its nose wings as sharp as a knife, and its thin lips slightly opened: "Are you a crazy girl? Why don't you know how to be gentle--"
Chapter completed!