Prove It

The young soldier nodded, and the two of them cautiously moved toward the source of the sound. Before Wu Lian could see who or what was making the sound, he felt the cold touch of metal against the back of his head.

A second later, a cold voice came, "Don't move, or I will blast your head off."

Wu Lian froze at the threat and slowly raised his hands in surrender. Glancing over, he saw that the young soldier also had a gun pressed against the back of his head. Frustration boiled inside Wu Lian as he silently cursed his own carelessness.

Holding the gun, Yao Ran observed the two men in military uniforms and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Hearing the questions, Wu Lian frowned. This cold voice sounded vaguely familiar. After a moment of silence, he hesitantly asked, "Miss Yao?"