Screwed over again

The cross-dresser murmured softly like he just suffered a grievance, "Great missy seemed to have vanished from this earth. There are no leads at all, and our only clue right now is a photo from four years ago. We can't be sure how she looks like right now or whether she's a man or woman - she might've even gone for a sex change… with a sea of people around us, how are we going to look for her?"

At this moment, the black phone clipped on Nameless Nie's waist rang all of a sudden like demonic music playing in his ear.

Everyone's hairs stood on end and they all moved back with their stools, trying their best to reduce their existence.

Nameless Nie pinched his brows. Although he wasn't very willing, he didn't dare to delay and answered the call immediately, "Hello…"

"Have you found my mom?" The familiar voice of a child came through the receiver. He had an immature voice, but it was icy and particularly horrifying.