A new green forest, a tender green lawn, and the Golden Morning Sun shining through the treetops.
Reinitz stood on his side, holding Gu Nianzhi's hand. His warm palm felt that her hand was soft and smooth, but a little cold, as if she was holding a piece of jade.
His gaze gradually fell on Gu Nianzhi's head, which was wrapped in a turban. He was thinking about how to pull out a strand of hair without alerting gu nianzhi.
Not far away, the shouts of the police had already surrounded them from all directions.
Gu Nianzhi did not waste a second. She quickly stuffed the gun into Reinitz's hand and rubbed it. She turned around, clutched her head, and squatted on the ground, shouting, "Help!"
Reinitz held the gun in his hand. Before he could react, he was pointed at by the police officers who had rushed out of the forest.
"Freeze! (don't move!)"
Gu Nianzhi hugged her head and cried. She kept screaming, just like a frightened little girl.
