C217 A Knife in His Ribs!

As Lowell was thinking about these questions, he drove to the place where the owner had agreed to meet him to see the house.

When Lowell stopped the car, he saw a middle-aged man looking around from afar. This should be Old Zhang, who had agreed to meet him in the morning.

"Hello, my name is Lowell. I am the person who had agreed to meet you in the morning