Tilly Flower walked over and asked, "Is Norris Moore hidden by you?"
Trenton Smith raised his eyes to glance at her, walked to the refrigerator, poured himself a glass of cold water, took a sip, and said indifferently, "Has your brain been kicked by a donkey?"
Tilly Flower still didn't believe him, "If it wasn't you, then why can't she be found? A living person, disappearing for twenty-four hours on your territory, Trenton Smith, do you think that seems right?"
Trenton Smith calmly drank his cold water. He hadn't slept all night and his face was terribly somber, "She can't be missing."
Hearing him say this, Tilly Flower pursed her lips with a trace of unwillingness.
If it really was as Trenton Smith said, but she still couldn't be found, then where could Norris Moore be hiding?
No ransom call had come, not from the beginning to the end, her cell phone was switched off, and her location couldn't be traced.
