The first person who observed with the binoculars swayed slightly, then quickly handed the binoculars to the person beside him.
"What's wrong?"
The person beside him mumbled, then reluctantly raised the binoculars, glancing at the speedboat on the sea.
However, the scene that unfolded in front of his eyes made him instinctively swallow hard.
Their demand was no more than five people, plus the hostage they wanted.
But now, there were only four people on the speedboat, including the hostage they wanted.
Christopher and the other two were tied up and thrown in the back, with only one person operating the speedboat—the one they requested.
Short hair was visible under the helmet, and judging by the figure, it was apparent the operator was female, wearing a navy combat uniform.
The person holding the binoculars couldn't help but freeze, clearly a bit surprised by the current situation.
"Did they know we have a trap and sent someone here just to die?"
