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... sponded with a cold voice. In particular, the "White Deer Morning News" will be more unpleasant to Mr. Morssan after Crowd disliked the attic and was too boring to climb to the roof and sleep. The night patrol misunderstood the thief as a local anecdote. ......

Although the "White Deer Morning News" did not name the surname, but used the pseudonym like Mr. A to report, but the people who know it clearly know who it is. Mr. Morssan is very upset. On the one hand, it is the reason reported ...

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