Chapter 397

Rose Village. He took a look at the text message. It was from Hannah. He carried his stuff and walked into the alley. The light in the alley was dim, and the street lamps were faintly enough to give off a bright figure. In the village, there were occasionally dogs barking and some people were restless when they saw strangers. He looked over one by one. It was a large one in front. When he walked to the innermost part, it was No. 15. He shuttled quickly in the alley, feeling that he didn't want to delay for a second. There was only one thought in his mind, that was, to see his little girl, to see her. The strange man's figure strode in the narrow alley. In the cold night that the new year was coming, the barking of the dog awakened the owner of the yard. The owner, dressed in a dark blue cotton padded jacket, stood at the gate of the iron gate of the yard and asked Jimmy, "this Mr Lincoln, who are you looking for?" Jimmy stopped for a while. He pursed his lips and said, "No. 9."