[Ran^Text^Library] Jing Chu listened, and said in a deep voice: "We must pry their mouths open as soon as possible, and we don't have much time to know the specific location of the seller and their trading methods." ”

Chang Yan is proficient in criminal psychology and is also good at using psychological tactics, so he can cooperate with him in the interrogation room to achieve better results.

But those people are not in a hurry at all, there is no other reason, buying a child is not a felony, at most it is only a few years, I don't know how many infertile families in the country have bought children, and how many are in prison? Trafficking is a felony, but buying is not necessarily.

What's wrong with them buying a few children to beg for food, can't they? At best, there was child abuse, but none of them were seriously injured.

So they don't have much psychological pressure.

But if the seller is confessed, then they won't be able to eat and go around, they are much more ruthless, so that they can no longer mix in Nancheng.

Why did Miao Fang recruit? Isn't she afraid that those people will retaliate against her?

Therefore, for the sake of their lives, they will never open this mouth.

This delay dragged on until more than twelve o'clock, and there was still no progress at all, Wu Tao was so angry that he wanted to beat someone and was stopped, Jing Chu had already smoked several cigarettes, and he was the only one in the empty smoking room.

He thought, this road doesn't work, then I'm afraid I'll have to change directions.

He dialed Cong Jun's phone: "What's your progress there?" ”

"I asked a friend to inquire, but it's hard to say, Nancheng is not the only one doing this business, and I still can't figure out who abducted people or whether they sold it."

"Can you figure out how to get the buyer's deal?" Jing Chu said about the situation on his side, "It is difficult for them to speak, we still have to figure it out ourselves." ”

Cong Jun said: "I asked people for a few phone numbers, all of which were dedicated to selling messages, and I tried to see if I could buy useful messages." ”

Although he is not familiar with the life in Nancheng, he has a friend, and he has a connection with a small head here, and money can make ghosts grind, this truth is no exception everywhere.

It was a long time before the message was sent back to him an exciting message: "What kind of trading partner do you want?" ”

Cong Jun immediately came to the spirit.

Yang Mianmian was not idle, she looked at the building in front of her, her hands and feet were frozen and she didn't move.

The news came half an hour ago, she had been riding her bicycle here in the wind and snow at night, never expecting to see this scene in front of her.

It is a three-storey old house in the old city, with a small yard outside, the house is in disrepair, and it looks old, the key is that there is a small sign hanging outside the door: Love Welfare Institute.

The degree of destruction of the whole thing was beyond Yang Mianmian's imagination, she watched it there for a long time, and she couldn't speak: "It's really ......" She couldn't help but confirm, "Their children are all abducted?" ”

The telephone pole said: "Yes, everyone knows, but it just shows that the kung fu is done well, and it has been careful and has not revealed any flaws, so it has never been discovered." ”

There are many welfare homes in Nancheng, most of which are non-governmental organizations, the conditions are good and bad, and most of the funds come from donations from the society, and the Love Welfare Institute is one of them.

This welfare home is inconspicuous in the south of the city, it is said that a rich man bought and gave it to the welfare home many years ago, the building is a long time, there are vegetables planted in the open space outside, because it is winter now, it looks barren, the outside is a half-person high iron fence, occasionally you will see a few big children in the open space to help an old woman choose vegetables and pick beans, but I don't know if these children are particularly introverted or what, if someone will hide in the house.

There is an older girl who will talk to her neighbors, but even the sound of playing is rare on weekdays, and some people think it is strange, but think that there are all disabled children there, maybe they are particularly sensitive and afraid of life, and for so long, no one has ever doubted it.

All in all, the Love Welfare Home is a very low-key existence, it has never been on TV, it has only about a dozen children, and every day an old woman buys groceries and goes in and out, the old woman is a mute, I don't know where it is, and no one has communicated with her.

"It looks like it's really too low-key." Yang Mianmian felt that there must be some fame in it.

It stands to reason that the welfare homes are funded by donations or government grants, so they must try to find ways to get more money from the manager, so why don't the children eat?

However, the Love Welfare Home is too low-key, and it is simply scary to think about it.

"Ahh Yang Mianmian shivered, it was really a shame to stand outside in the winter and blow the cold wind, especially now that the snow began to fall again, freezing her nose to fall off.

She stomped her feet, decided to find a safe place to park the car, and went inside to find out.

"Say hello to everyone and make it easy for me." She touched the iron gate outside and said, "I'm not a thief." ”

Tiemen nodded calmly: "I know, you are here to save people, and we will help you." ”

Yang Mianmian was flexible, climbing a wall and playing, and went in after a while, the door downstairs was originally locked, but everyone had unified the idea of helping those trapped girls, so the lock was opened suddenly.

The door gently opened a crack large enough for her to squeeze in sideways, Yang Mianmian squeezed in, and the door closed silently again.

In the dark, Yang Mianmian could only hear a soft whisper: "They are all in the basement, those children are on the second floor, and Granny Zhao is taking care of them." ”

Yang Mianmian thought about it and decided not to touch those people's moldy heads first, but to find out the situation here first.

On the first floor, there is a very regular kitchen, dining room and a decent classroom in the welfare home, and even a few children's drawings are painted on the walls, with poor brushwork.

She walked around the ground floor, but saw nothing of value, and went up to the second floor, where most of the doors were closed and locked.

"This is the place to sleep." Iron Lock whispered, "It's not that we don't want to let them go, we let them go, and they won't be able to escape." ”

Yang Mianmian nodded, and saw a faint voice in the room at the other end, she leaned over curiously, the door was not closed tightly, and from the gap she saw a bald man punching and kicking a little girl while scolding: "TMD makes you pinch your shoulder, what else will you do?" ”

There was a little girl huddled in the corner with her head in her arms, whimpering and crying, not knowing whether to call Daddy or Mommy.

The man was upset when he heard this, and kicked the girl in the stomach hard: "Damn, what are you crying about, crying makes labor and management upset." ”

Another man lit a cigarette: "If you lose your temper, you lose your temper, just hit you twice to get angry, don't break it, one can be sold for a lot of money, otherwise the boss will be angry again." ”

"Brother, I'm just sorry for you, you said that we contributed a lot, what about the money? It's a fraction! I'll forget it, I'm an errand runner, but brother, you're different! He took a sip of the second pot head and slapped the table heavily, "I don't feel convinced!" If the third child doesn't say it, the second child is nothing! ”

The other man's face was also ugly, he took a puff of cigarette, looked at the other older girl in the room and said, "Xiaoqi, take people out." ”

The girl named Xiaoqi was delicate and neatly dressed, she had been standing beside her, her eyebrows were pleasing to her eyes, she was very docile, and when she heard him speak, she obediently helped the young girl up and walked out.

The girl's eyes were full of tears, but she didn't dare to cry now, her legs trembling and she couldn't stand on the ground, and she was almost carried out by Xiaoqi.

As soon as she walked out of the door, she collapsed, but even if she cried, she had no strength and just sobbed quietly, as if she was going to turn her back at any moment.

Xiaoqi patted her on the back while helping her: "It's okay, it's okay, let's go to grandma's place to get some medicine, you bear with it." ”

"Sister Xiaoqi, will we all have to do this in the future?" She looked at Xiaoqi with a snub of arms, like a frightened little rabbit, her eyes were red, "I want to go home, I miss my parents." ”

Xiaoqi looked at her in silence, unable to return to the question of this girl who was less than ten years old.

Seeing them walking away, Yang Mianmian came out of the corner where she was hiding, and after thinking about it, she turned around and went up to the third floor.

The third floor is the so-called office area, and now there is no one, Yang Mianmian pushed the door in to see if he could find anything interesting.

The desktop computer on the desk is honest: "I'm just an ornament, they rarely use computers." ”

"Then what kind of contact person do they usually use," Yang Mianmian said, "If others want to contact them to buy, how do they buy?" ”

The computer hesitated, not quite sure: "It seems to be asking the third child." ”

"The third?"

"Well, yes, the boss rarely shows up, the second one buys, the third one contacts, and the fourth one is here to watch people, that is, the one downstairs with short hair and a bald head has violent tendencies."

Yang Mianmian: "...... How many children are there? ”

"Nineteen, it looks like someone will take a batch away in two days." The computer's tone was very sentimental, "I heard that it was sold abroad, but there have been several times before, and they will never see each other again." ”

The cabinet that had been watching spoke coldly: "That person is perverted and likes to abuse children, he bought several last year, and all of them died, so this time he came over again, you have to rescue them all before he comes." ”

Yang Mianmian: "I'm Alexander." ”

She spun around in the office like a headless fly, and this time unlike Hu Yilin, she had to be more cautious and save the lives of those children to the greatest extent, which was more troublesome.

"Give me the phone number of the third child first, they usually call this number to contact the seller?"

"Yes." Everybody was very sure," he said on the phone from this office. ”

But they were a little embarrassed about the phone number, and whispered for a while before saying, "We don't know the phone number, we have to ask for the third child's mobile phone." ”

"Where's the phone?"

"The third child went out to talk about business, or you can ask the fourth child for his mobile phone."

The fourth's mobile phone...... This is a bit difficult, she can't get too close, she will be discovered, after thinking about it, she asked, "Can you help with a message?" Let everyone help ask. ”

"Yes." The wall nodded calmly, "You wait." ”

After a while, the wall transmitted back the third child's mobile phone number through the fourth child's mobile phone, pants, table, floor, and wall.

Yang Mianmian turned her back and asked again: "I haven't been selling anything recently, have I?" ”

"Not in the past few days, the most recent one was three days later in the evening, and most of the children were to be sold." Everyone told her seriously, "You must hurry, if there is anything you want us to help with." ”

Yang Mianmian waved his hand: "I want to think about what to do about this." ”

The author has something to say: changed the qj of the original text to beaten, sensitive to the ...... ╮(╯▽╰)╭——

In fact, this story is not a one-sided masochism, although the current experience is very miserable, but in fact, what I want to write is resistance, don't give up in a desperate situation, what will happen if you don't resist I have seen a case before, in the eighties of the last century, I have the opportunity to write it for everyone to see, it is very ironic