After the thylacoleo died, my tightly wound nerves suddenly relaxed, causing me to collapse to the ground and quickly lose consciousness. I didn't know how much time passed, but I vaguely felt someone approaching me, muttering in a language I couldn't understand.
It seemed I had fallen into the hands of the three Chinese people.
When I woke up, I found myself lying on the beach, tied up with ropes. My clothes were soaking wet—someone had splashed water on me to wake me up. As I opened my eyes, I saw the three Chinese people standing in front of me. Two of them were women, and the other was a burly man with tattoos on his arms.
None of them looked friendly, especially the tattooed man. They probably found me near the area where Saeko had planted the explosives, and seeing that I had used
