They walked into the room with their guns.
Qiao Yue's surveillance computer had just been shot through by a bullet. The monitor displayed no images now and the sound of a wheezing bullet rang from its speakers.
If Qiao Yue guessed correctly, these were people from the internationally famous organization, The Custodians!
With olive branches as their logo, The Custodians were backed by a charity consortium.
They would go around and the world and destroy illegal, drug-related organizations. Word had it that they hired ex-UN peacekeeping troopers. They were a pure non-profit organization.
Qiao Yue should be able to get out with their help.
The few of them slowly scanned the room for people with infrared detectors, moving towards the door. Qiao Yue stood up. "Hello, you are from The Custodians, right?"
More than a dozen guns were immediately aimed at Qiao Yue.
"Who's there?"
The men looked at Qiao Yue warily.
