Coco whispered, “The uncle’s hands are different from mine.”

“What?”

Stella didn’t understand.

Coco said, “It’s just that his palms are black.”

Stella: “Black? Are they dirty?”

“It’s not dirty,” Coco didn’t know how to describe what she saw, racking her brains to sum up, “It’s just black, ugly, and scary.”

she said, “Coco, we can discuss a person’s qualities and advantages, but we can’t discuss other people’s appearance and

shoulders and whispered,

out later, and I will treat you to ice

she was still thinking

was tall and had been talking to Larry, so she didn’t see it, but Coco was short,

black, burnt, and some places were broken, which

was impolite to discuss other

in a kidnapping case many years ago, the police came to Leighton mainly to talk about the joint

of Larry, whom she met at the door, and whispered to the policeman beside her, “Officer, I want to ask, in the kidnapping

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