The Twins Went Missing (8)

Everyone looked at Qin Chu.

"I need to call a friend so he can come to bail me out."

"Your friend? Is he Chinese as well?" the police officer asked in a mocking tone.

"Hmph… You'll find out when he comes," Qin Chu sneered.

"Officer. Let him call. Maybe he can afford a high bail amount," one of his subordinates recommended to the police officer in a low voice.

The police officer nodded.

Qin Chu took out his phone and dialed a number.

Then he said in an impatient tone, "I'm in California in a motel called Motor; it's 30 kilometers away from Auckland. Some police officers want to detain me. Come and bail me out."

"Detain you? Don't be silly…" the man on the other side of the phone laughed.

"I'm not. I'll give you half an hour. I don't care if you take a helicopter or your personal plane. Just come get me."

Then, Qin Chu hung up pridefully.

"Honey, are you calling Ning?" Huo Mian asked in a worried tone.