"Uncle Mo, let's call the police!"

Of course, Zhang Shiyi knew that it was useless to call the police, but a big living person disappeared like this, but he had to report it to the official's family.

Otherwise, the whole shopping street will be very troublesome.

The police arrived quickly, but after listening to Lao Ji's narration, their thoughts were the same as when Lao Mo first answered the phone.

I thought the owner of this hotel was too drunk.

Even when he saw the blood stains on the yellow cloth, he felt that what the other party was talking about was a fantasy.

"You come back with us

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