In the trunk of a silver van, Qiao Zhiyan lay quietly inside, her eyes closed, her little face dirty, and her little hands and feet were tied together with hemp rope.

Suddenly, Qiao Zhiyan, who had fainted, slowly opened her eyes.

She moved her eyebrows, and her small body curled up together.

Then a headache struck, and there was a pain in the place where the hands and feet were tied.

Her body began to shiver, and the coldness began to creep into her thin clothes.

What's going on?

Where is she?

Qiao Zhiyan looked around, but because the light was too dim, she couldn't tell where she was for a while.

At this moment, a voice came from inside the carriage: "Brother, we should change lanes now!" It should be the driver who spoke.

After less than five seconds, another male voice sounded: "Okay, let's change the way, the next intersection, let's take the mountain road you said." ”

"Okay!" the driver said, turning the steering wheel and changing lanes.

"I said, we're making a lot of money this time!" a female voice sounded.

"Hahahahahaha, it's not!" said Brother Kuan, who was in the lead.

......

It turned out to be a live animal.

Qiao Zhiyan retracted her thoughts and moved her lips, wanting to use a spell to untie the rope.

Suddenly, a layer of black mist fell above, and before Qiao Zhiyan could see clearly, her eyes went black and she fainted again.

By the time she woke up again, it was already after dark, and there was a cold concrete floor beneath her.

Qiao Zhiyan settled down and looked around.

The room is boxy, cement structure, no decoration and decoration, not even a lamp, there is a relatively large bed in the innermost part of the room, on which lie two men and one woman, as if asleep.

Behind the door, under the only window, there was a table on which lay a red-haired man, who was also asleep.

There was a candle lit in the room, and the light was dim.

Because it was late at night in winter, and in such an "ice cellar", the temperature was naturally very low, and Qiao Zhiyan, who was cold, trembled all over her body and had goosebumps.

Where is this?

Qiao Zhiyan moved, "pricked up" her ears, and listened carefully to the movement in the room again.

There was nothing in the room except for a few quiet snoring.

Suddenly, there was a small sobbing sound behind him.

Qiao Zhiyan was stunned, closed her eyes, pretended to be asleep and had no intention of turning over, and turned around very lightly.

Turning over and pausing, Qiao Zhiyan slowly opened her eyes.

In the dimly lit corner, a little boy covered his mouth and nose and curled up together, sobbing quietly.

The little boy may have noticed Qiao Zhiyan's gaze, and his faint crying immediately stopped, looking at Qiao Zhiyan's eyes full of horror.

It should have been the same as her, caught.

Qiao Zhiyan rolled her eyes, raised her tied little hand with great effort, and made a silent gesture.

The little boy's gaze was no longer full of fear, and he nodded again and again after reacting to it.

Qiao Zhiyan turned around gently, lay on the ground, and then carefully squirmed her little body like a caterpillar to the little boy.

"Are you afraid?" said the little boy, his voice visibly shaking.

"Don't be afraid, let me ask you, besides you, are there any other children here?" Qiao Zhiyan lowered her voice and asked with a serious face.

"Sisi is gone... And over there—" The little boy said, holding out his little finger and pointing to the corner over there

Qiao Zhiyan was stunned and looked at the past.

In the opposite corner, there was a little girl about her age...