But the old taxi driver obviously didn't believe those words. He opened the window and doubtfully looked at the man, "Sir, if you don't come out, what shall I do? You don't look like a person who can live here. "
The old driver had to doubt him because he was stopped outside the police station!
"What did you say? I'm the master here! Humph!" The man frowned, groaning, "Wait."
Then he directly walked to the column in front of the door, ringing the doorbell---If he hadn't lost everything, he wouldn't come back by taxi.
He borrowed the phone from the driver on the way, but he couldn't get through to Edgar, which made him uneasy.
The doorbell rang for a long time but nobody responded. The taxi driver got off the car and came to the man, "Sir, I think no matter how long you ring, it won't have any response... But you do know there's no free taxi in the world?"
"What do you want to do?" The man snorted.
