The pile of toys in front of them was growing ever larger. Not only were the onlookers astonished, but even the staff were also taken aback. No one had ever done something since the park opened.
It felt like someone was deliberately causing trouble!
Of course, looking at Kyle Kinston with such a handsome face, smiling so brightly, the staff couldn’t associate him with being a troublemaker.
Suddenly, the amusement park’s broadcast system started playing a search announcement. A little girl was lost from her mother, who was now anxiously waiting. The announcement hoped the little girl would hear it and contact the staff and wished that visitors who saw her could promptly bring her to the nearest staff...
The broadcast repeated over and over, and Mabel Quinn could somewhat empathize with the mother’s anxiety of losing her child.
Kyle Kinston had already stopped shooting and walked over to Mabel Quinn, saying, "Sister, are you upset?"
"Well, there’s a mom in the announcement who lost her child. She hopes her child can be found soon, or else the mom might live in guilt and regret for a lifetime."
Kyle suddenly pursed his lips and fell silent.
"What’s wrong?" Mabel was slightly taken aback.
There was an inexplicable desolation in his eyes.
"If I got lost, Mommy wouldn’t worry at all. Maybe she’d even be hap..."
"No, she wouldn’t." She interrupted him sharply, reaching out to hold his hand. "It definitely wouldn’t be like what you think."
He gazed at her blankly, and after a while, he responded in a low voice, "Okay."
The staff had already packed all the toys Kyle had just won into a bag, and as Mabel was about to take it, they heard shouts not far away, mixed with screams.
In no time, someone rushed over, shouting, "Oh my God, that little girl seems to have been abducted by a trafficker. The trafficker just tried to run away with the girl but failed, and now he’s threatening people with a knife."
The people around were all shocked.
Mabel saw the crowd retreat towards them, with many security personnel running over. In the circle formed by the security, a man was holding a knife to a little girl’s neck, speaking harshly with a fierce expression. The little girl looked understandably frightened.
Mabel was anxious, but there was nothing she could do. Almost reflexively, she tightened her grip on Kyle’s hand.
"Sister, do you really want to save that girl?" Kyle’s voice sounded by her ear.
"Yes, I hope that man doesn’t really hurt that little girl," she murmured.
"Then let’s save her," he said softly.
Wait, what did that mean? Before she could react, he had already grabbed a toy gun from the shooting counter, loaded it, and walked directly towards the perpetrator.
The scene was chaotic, and even if someone noticed Kyle’s actions, they didn’t have the time to intervene.
By the time Mabel came to her senses, Kyle had already passed the security personnel and was only 5 or 6 meters away from the criminal.
"What are you doing? Trying to be a hero? Get lost!" the man shouted fiercely.