"Luckily, my brother came this time and brought my ID with him because he was worried that it would be inconvenient for me to travel."

Song Rushuang breathed a sigh of relief.

It is always better for one person to have it than for two people to have it.

A patrol officer looked at Song Rushuang and asked softly:

"Where's your ID, young comrade?"

Song Rushuang choked.

She realized the seriousness of the problem belatedly.

Her growth was a very sudden thing, and no one knew how her family arranged her identity proof. At least before she returned to that home, everyone probably thought she was gone.

So, is it possible that there is no ID card at all?

Besides, when Song Rushuang grew up, she should have applied for an identity certificate, but when she returned to the Song family, she ran into Song Laoliu, and then the house was burned down. Later, she met Qin Ao and Xi Suiyu. It seemed that she didn't have much time to worry about things that could prove her identity.

If I ask her for it out of the blue now, she naturally won’t be able to produce it.

Song Rushuang didn't know what to say for a moment.

It's not that I can't lie, but if someone takes it seriously and then conducts an inter-provincial investigation and finds out that she is gone, that would be a huge trouble.

It will definitely scare people.

She glanced at Xi Yan casually.

The latter immediately received her distress signal.

"She's my sister!"

The two inspectors' inquiring eyes fell on them.

The inspector who was checking Xi Yan's documents suddenly let out a strange cry, as if he had discovered some incredible secret.