"What, gone?" Yu Meilin cried at the top of her lungs, her hands still hitting Hou Shihong. "Then why didn't you go after them? What are you still standing here for?"
It wasn't that Hou Shihong didn't want to chase them, it was just that his car wasn't parked here and it was very difficult for him to get a taxi on this road.
Those people were clearly prepared, so how could he catch up with them?
Yu Meilin's cries were still ringing in his ears. Hou Shihong lowered his head in frustration and put one arm around Yu Meilin while the other reached for his phone.
"Hello, I want to report a case. Someone has kidnapped my grandson!"
The police immediately rushed to the park. After a series of inquiries, they asked Hou Shihong and Yu Meilin, "Did you see the license plate of the car?"
