The identity card had been burnt by the flames. The laser-printed photo had turned into a cluster of dark wrinkles, making it impossible to see what it looked like.
However, the name next to it was indeed 'Thousand Treasures Sea'.
Naturally, Bai Xiaolu could not take out her identity card. She could only raise her identity bracelet and pretend that she was weak and in pain. She mumbled, "My—my name is Bai Xiaolu. I was separated from you when I escaped yesterday. I only remember the explosion, the fire, the blast, and the blood. It hurts. My head hurts. I don't remember anything!"
"Yes. It was a terrible escape."
The young man named 'Wan Zanghai' sighed. He seemed to believe Bai Xiaolu's words, but the gun aimed at the boy did not move at all. "Do you have any weapons on you or in your backpack?"
There had been a pistol on Bai Xiaolu's waist, but it had been lost in the thunderstorm.
