"A step too late, the person has already escaped."
Murong Zhen clutched Yun Ya’s hand tightly, anxiously asking, "Sister, is my brother nowhere to be found?"
Yun Ya frowned slightly, "Don’t worry, you will definitely see your brother."
Yan Song’s lips curved slightly, his voice softening, "Without finding you, your brother will not leave."
Yun Ya glanced at him; Yan Song raised an eyebrow and turned to walk out.
Yun Ya gently touched Murong Zhen’s little head, gave a couple of instructions, stood up and walked out. Murong Zhen instinctively tugged at Yun Ya’s dress hem, her little face filled with panic.
Yun Ya sighed softly, speaking gently, "Sister will be back soon, you have to be good on your own, okay?"
The tenderness in her gaze made Murong Zhen subconsciously believe, slowly letting go and sitting obediently by the bed.
Yun Ya smiled and stood up to leave.
Yan Song stood by the car window, tall and graceful, his back straight and lofty.
Yun Ya walked up to him and said, "We must find those children quickly, otherwise they are all in grave danger."
Yan Song glanced at her, raised a hand over her shoulder, "You don’t have to worry about these matters; leave it to ."
Yun Ya shook her head, "No, this is a professional drug trafficking group targeting children. I just got a lot of information from Ah Zhen. It’s been three days since ingestion. The outer wrapping can only last for four days due to gastrointestinal movent and stomach acid corrosion. Once the packaging is damaged, it will be life-threatening. We have this one day to find these children quickly."
Yan Song thought for a mont, then led Yun Ya away, before leaving Yun Ya asked Ah Yun to accompany Murong Zhen.
Yan Song led her into a room where several n were tied with sheets on the floor, all with pale faces, and on the bed sat two boys, one slightly older and thin with keen eyes, the other younger and chubby with fair skin, looking quite cute yet shrinking his neck with timid eyes, sowhat small and timid.
Seeing the two arriving, the thin boy’s eyes flashed with amazent, as if the girl’s entrance instantly brightened the cramped space.
The chubby boy’s eyes held confusion, staring intently at the girl’s face, quickly shifting his gaze once she looked back, tense little hands clenched into fists.
Yun Ya approached them and said, "Put your hands out."
The two boys hesitated for a mont, her voice soft yet cold, sounding pleasant but unintentionally fear-inducing. They exchanged glances, then slowly extended their hands.
Yun Ya reached out to feel their pulse, furrowing her brows, then released her grip to check the other, instructing them, "Lie down on the bed."
The boys flinched simultaneously, yet finally lay down under Yun Ya’s firm gaze.
Yun Ya bent over to undo their buttons, fingers gently pressing on the left thoracic area, the boy’s body shuddered suddenly.
"Does it hurt?" Yun Ya asked softly.
The chubby boy nodded, eyes glistening with tears, looking incredibly pitiful.
"Pretty sister, will I die?" The young boy suddenly grabbed Yun Ya’s hand, asking pitifully.
Yun Ya smiled gently, "No, with here, you all will be fine."
The young boy stared at Yun Ya blankly, murmuring, "Sister, I feel like I’ve seen you before."
Yun Ya squinted slightly, softly asked, "Oh, where did you see ?"
The young boy thought for a mont, "In my brother’s photo, the girl in there is you. I wouldn’t mistake it." Suddenly he grabbed Yun Ya’s hand excitedly, "Sister, you know my brother, don’t you? Can you take to him?"
Yan Song had been watching quietly; upon hearing this, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Yun Ya paused, scrutinizing the child’s face, certain she had never seen him, "What’s your brother’s na?"
"Yue Yi’an, my brother is Yue Yi’an, I am Yue Songlan."
Yue Yi’an—
Yun Ya brought out this na from her mory.
It was quite a long-forgotten na, a childhood acquaintance from a program she attended; after it ended, he vanished without a trace, not even relentless paparazzi could dig up anything related to him. Surprisingly, this young boy was Yue Yi’an’s brother; the coincidence couldn’t be stranger.
Murong Zhen and Yue Songlan; it seems this train journey wasn’t in vain after all.
Yun Ya smiled, "I am indeed friends with your brother. Rest assured, I will keep you safe, but you need to tell , how did you end up in this situation?"
User Comments
0 comments from readers