Chapter 330 The Black Car

• "Excuse me, do you remember anything else about the car? For example... The license plate number or something like that..." Although Benedict did not have high hopes for the old lady's memory, he still decided to make sure.
• He hoped that he would find some clues.
• The woman studied him carefully and suddenly chuckled, "Why are you asking so many questions? The girl got in the car voluntarily. What do you want to do?"