After lunch, Zheng Rong sat in the office drinking tea, flipping through the newspaper, and when she was bored, she thought about what she had to do in the afternoon. At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and the screen showed that it was Xu Yifeng calling. Over the years, he has never changed his mobile phone number, and she has never deleted this number from her mobile phone.

"Hey, Zheng Rong. "Xu Yifeng, I heard that you got a headshot in the vegetable market, were you seriously injured?" "Who has such a fast mouth? It's just a little blood, it's really a headshot, are you answering a ghost call now?" "You're not in a good mood today, you're still angry if you're kidding." "Oh no, I'm so happy that I'm injured at work and I'm able to take a few days off and not have to go to work. "You're calling to get angry with us police officers who are loyally guarding their posts?" "No, no, no. Last time I lost my temper again, and I wanted to go and apologize to you in person, by the way...... Borrow your database. ”

The policeman's sense of secrecy was instinctively activated, Zheng Rong figured out his intentions, and said, "Are you kidding? This is not very compliant, according to the procedure, you should ...... according to the procedure" "I know, I know it is not in accordance with the rules." But the driver who broke my head is likely to have a criminal record, and even a triad background, and I want to find out ...... "edit, and then edit." Zheng Rong thought with a smile. "And I suspect that he is involved in a child trafficking case, and I need the appropriate information to find out if he is suspected. ”

Zheng Rong's smile froze, and she understood the meaning of Xu Yifeng's words. Swallowing a mouthful of spit, she said, "Okay, I'm fine tomorrow afternoon, you can come tomorrow afternoon...... Apologize. "Okay, thank you. ”

Hanging up the phone, Zheng Rong scratched her sideburns, her eyes fell on the newspaper, but she didn't read a single word on it. "Xu Yifeng, you are ......"

Many years ago, when the Yunnan-Guizhou Mountains were still very closed compared to now, there was a pair of very good little girls in a certain mountain village, and the two of them were close to each other, so the two were very close since childhood. After going to school, one of them got good grades and the other got mediocre grades. Whenever an important exam comes, a girl who studies well will always patiently help her best friend sort out the key points of the exam and strive to improve her score, while a girl who studies averagely, because she has only one brother, regards her close friend who is three years older than her as her own sister. When they were in middle school, they still fantasized about going to Peking University or Tsinghua University in the future.

The local economy was not developed at that time, and the young people and children in the village were full of envy and yearning when they heard people who had been to the city talk about the wealth and prosperity of the city. For the two girls, the college entrance examination is the best opportunity for them to fly out of the poor mountain village and to the big city. However, the girl who studied well unfortunately had a high fever on the eve of the big exam and barely entered the examination room, and her grades in the exam were also very bad. In order to provide for her education, the family has been under great pressure, so when an uncle from a neighboring village who has been in the city for many years comes to recruit female workers into the city, she looks at her parents' frowning and her younger siblings, gritted her teeth and gives up the opportunity to repeat her education, and follows him with the other two girls in the village. When her best sister accompanied her family to bid her farewell at the entrance of the village, she didn't expect that this would be the last time between them.

For more than a year, there was no news of my good sister who had left the country, and at first I could hear a faint sigh when I passed by the door of her house, but later I heard the sound of crying! My father told the people in the village that the uncle had been abducted and trafficked girls, and the three of them had been deceived, and they didn't know where they had been abducted along with several other girls. Some people say that they were sold to others as daughters-in-law, some people say that they were sold in economic development zones, and some people say that they were transported abroad...... Grief and anger piled up in her innocent and immature heart, and if there was anything that was not a bad consequence of that criminal trafficking incident, it was that this girl made up her mind before the college entrance examination and filled in the public security college.

Some 30 years have passed since this incident, and today, 30 years later, while we are bathing in the warm sunshine and enjoying the glorious life, the tragic history that is silently engraved in the hearts of today's female police officers in any corner of the earth is still repeating itself in an increasingly cruel form. Someone stunned a kidnapped boy and had his kidney removed to be sold on the black market, and an underage girl was kidnapped in a dark basement to be auctioned off to rich and powerful people from all over the world. There are even a pair of sinful hands stretched out to the swaddling clothes, constantly stained with the stench of copper and the blood and tears of others, looking extremely dirty.

A refugee camp on the border of a certain country in the Middle East is not far from the burning battlefield, and many civilians have fled here with their families to escape the war. While government personnel and civilian humanitarian workers are working to ensure their basic needs, the incessant sound of artillery and the smoke of gunfire will leave an indelible wound in their hearts.

In a rudimentary medical tent deep in the camp, three children sleep within a few days of their existence. They were not related by blood, and their mothers, who had been forced to live here by a common calamity, made them weep to the roar of weapons in their homeland, and use this small tent as a cradle of common tribulation.

At this time, their respective mothers were dying of the chaos and recent childbirth that they were chasing all the way, and were recuperating in the tent next to them, receiving intensive care from medical staff.

A pair of hands lifted the curtain of the tent, reached for the outermost child, and quietly picked him up. Her method of holding the child is sophisticated and professional, even if she is a young biological mother, if she is inexperienced, she will inevitably make the child uncomfortable, making him wake up and cry loudly.

The child left the tent with both hands in his arms, and the child still fell asleep as if he were lying in a cradle.

Holding him in both hands, he came to a jeep, whose engine had already started and was humming. The child was woken up, and before he could cry, a hand gently covered his mouth.

A bearded man jumped out of the jeep, rudely snatched the child over, stuffed a bulging brown paper bag into his hands, and got back into the car. The driver stepped on the accelerator in gear, and the jeep sped away.

In general, the real whereabouts of children in the world - except for the poor parents of the children - are far less newsworthy than the war situation and the statements and decisions of the President of the United States or the Secretary-General of the United Nations, and even if there are occasional reports about them, they are often only the details of an event that are swept away by the eyes of the news. As a result, even Jane Eyre and Dante paid little attention to this when they were gathering information.