And then a tall old man in a suit, white hair, or white from childhood, wearing gold-framed glasses came in, looking like an ant on a hot pan, Chacrov scolded, "Hurry up! Just think about that girl?

"Dad! You finally arrived, I tell you, to pick up Xiao Nuo's several black clothes are all gone, how can not contact, so I think they may have an accident! " Chacroft said busily.

"I haven't contacted you yet?" Old Tchaikov's face froze when he heard it. It is reasonable to say that the first time the dispatched officers receive the call, but now there is No. "Wait a minute, I'll call Lin...