Suspected Mr. Moon!

It would be best to treat the case of five- and six-year-old children going missing as a joke.

Who would have thought the Public Security Bureau would take it so seriously?

Perhaps the brother and sister had not realized that quite a few people had gone missing recently.

"This is outrageous!"

Ian rebuked them, his face full of embarrassment.

During this period, he too had complained that the Public Security Bureau was incompetent.

So much time had passed, yet there was still no news of his son.

Who could have known that the real reason was his own two children causing trouble here, even providing such crucially fatal misinformation?

Miss Triss's breathing quickened beside him.

Several of her colleagues had poured enormous amounts of effort and dedication into this case.

They had failed to obtain any useful information for so long and had assumed their professional abilities were lacking. Who could have expected the missing person's own family to provide fatal misinformation?

"You're practically making a mockery of the Public Security Bureau's police force!"

Triss could not help shouting.

Yet the noble couple before them did not dare utter a single word.

After apologizing for a long while, Ian finally pleaded humbly, "My son Jerome's friend who likes dolls should be called Kordas. Please investigate where he is now."

"Once this matter is over, I'll definitely publish an article in the newspapers thanking the Public Security Bureau."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ian. We'll do everything we can."

"Just don't keep cursing at home about how incompetent our Public Security Bureau is."

Even as she left, Miss Triss could not resist making that sarcastic remark.

Chu Yang, beside her, frowned tightly.

*Obsessed with dolls? There was indeed a Mr. Moon in the original story who loved them dearly and was known as