บท 310: Chapter 310 Winter in Paris

Shen Chi's Maybach stopped in front of the door, and he, dressed in a black coat, got out of the passenger side.

He walked while answering the phone, "It's been half a year, what explanation are you going to give me, Xiao Mo?"

"Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, I've almost turned over the entire Sumatra Island, and there isn't a single clue. Moreover, as time goes on, it becomes less favorable for..."

The words were cut off halfway, not continuing further.

It's a truth known to all that as time passes, even dripping water can wear away a stone, let alone a clue.

"Keep searching."

"But, Mr. Shen, to continue searching like this might be endless..."

"As long as I'm alive for one more day, you'll have to search for one more day!"

"I understand."

Shen Chi entered the house, took off his black gloves, and threw his cell phone on the sofa.

The butler Ling approached tentatively to take Shen Chi's coat and gloves, witnessing the change in his temper over the past half year.