Xiao Qingze searched his pockets and found his ID card.

Yang Shushao, male, 49 years old, from Yangjiaping, Jiahe County, Weiye City, W Province.

"You're quite brave! You're from Yang Shushao, right? How many times have you done this?" Xiao Ding walked around the man, trying to pry his mouth open.

"Let's go!" Xiao Qingze waved his phone at Zhang Hui and said, "I've asked Team An, and Team Yang will send someone to search the car."

"Xiao Ding stay and watch. Let's go to Yangjiaping to find out the situation first."

Zhang Hui thought the same thing, and the two of them got on the car with the silly girl, and Xiao Ding had no choice but to become a left-behind child.

After three days of traveling day and night, they arrived at Jiahe County. After asking the local police station to contact the village chief, they drove into Yangjiaping.

The village chief’s surname is also Yang, but he is not related to Yang Shushao’s family.

As soon as they got off the car, Village Chief Yang came up to them and handed them a cigarette with a smile on his face.

Xiao Qingze politely refused his cigarette: "Sorry, I don't smoke."

"Village Chief, where is Yang Shushao's home? Who else is there?"

Village Chief Yang took back his cigarette with a bit of embarrassment: "Yang Shushao's family is at the east end of the village. He has four brothers and sisters."

The few people were talking as they walked, and the villagers looked at them curiously.

"The oldest is the root of the poplar tree, the second is the sapling of the poplar tree, the third is the top of the poplar tree, and the fourth is a girl named Poplar Flower."

Flowers? Zhang Hui's heart skipped a beat, and Xiao Qingze also looked at her. The two of them had an idea in mind and continued to listen to the village chief's introduction.

"The eldest son of the family left home a few years ago and said he was doing business and made a lot of money. Who knew that he actually committed a crime? He was arrested last year and sentenced to ten years in prison."

Yang Shugen? The name sounded familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before, Zhang recalled.

"The second son is a good person. He spends all day taking care of the family's few acres of land and never quarrels with anyone."

"The third brother has also been working outside these years and hasn't been back for a while."

At this point, a small courtyard came into view. The village chief pointed to the courtyard and said, "This is their home."

Seeing that he had stopped talking, Zhang Hui anxiously asked him, "What about his fourth daughter?"

The village chief sighed and said, "That was a miserable person. I think he was only sixteen."

"She went to the market, but disappeared for no apparent reason. It's been more than 30 years."

The timing also matched. Zhang Hui seemed to be able to see a young woman being trafficked to a strange place and forced to give birth to a child, but still refusing to give up on escaping.

She eventually managed to escape, but she also took out all her years of accumulated resentment on her children, resulting in a tragic ending in which two died and one became an idiot.

The gate was open, and the village chief naturally went in first.

"Uncle Yang, are you in the house?" The loud-voiced man shouted as he entered the yard.

An old couple, about sixty or seventy years old, walked out of the room.

Old man Yang opened his dim eyes and asked, "Xiao Yang, what's the matter?"

To be honest, Village Chief Yang didn't know what Zhang Hui and the others were doing here, he just introduced their identities.

Old man Yang's heart suddenly started beating, thump, thump, thump. He seemed to feel again the bad premonition he had before he received the news that his eldest son had been arrested.

This is really killing him! The second child is at home, and the fourth child is missing, so it can only be that something happened to the third child!

"What bad thing did the third brother do?" he asked in a trembling voice.

Mother Yang beside her trembled and almost fell down. Her eyes went dark and she suppressed the pain in her heart and looked at the person in front of her.

"My...what happened to the third child?" Her voice choked several times, and she didn't dare to think about it.

Zhang Hui was powerless to do anything about it, Xiao Qingze said tactfully: "One good news, one bad news."

Is there any more good news? Old Man Yang and the old woman looked at Xiao Qingze together.

Xiao Qingze turned sideways, revealing the silly girl behind him, and introduced her, "Her surname is Wang, Wang Sanniu. Her mother was abducted to the Wang family thirty-two years ago and gave birth to two sons and a daughter."

The old couple of the Yang family swayed, and Yang's mother pulled away the old man's hand that was supporting her, and quickly walked to the silly girl to take a closer look.

It seemed as if he wanted to find some trace of his daughter on the silly girl's face.

"Old man, look at her nose." After a long time, Yang's mother called her husband over to take a look.

The silly girl was a little scared and shrank back behind Zhang Hui.

When Old Man Yang saw Silly Girl's nose, he was also stunned: "Yes, she must be our Hua'er's daughter!"

All women with the blood of the Yang family will have a small black mole on the right side of their nose, without exception.

After confirming the identity of the silly girl, the old couple had no time to be happy. Seeing Xiao Qingze's still cold face, they both came to their senses instantly.

Oh, and there is some bad news.

"Please think about this carefully. Has your daughter Yang Shuhua really never come back once in all these years?"

Zhang Hui asked seriously, it was no coincidence that the two brothers Yang Shugen and Yang Shushao had successively joined the ranks of human traffickers who had buried their consciences.

The daughter who they thought was gentle and kind had already transformed from a victim to a human trafficker without them realizing it.

She even suspected that after Yang Shuhua escaped, she secretly returned home and came into contact with the roots and branches of the poplar trees, which led the two brothers to embark on a path of no return.

Old Yang and his wife shook their heads. If their daughter came back, would she not come to see them?

"Yang Shushao tried to abduct and sell Wang Sanniu a few days ago, but we caught him on the spot."

Xiao Qingze looked at the expressions of the two men and realized that they really knew nothing.

Old Yang beat his chest and stamped his feet, cursing, "What sin has our Yang family committed? It's obvious that his sister was abducted by human traffickers."

"He wants to be a human trafficker! He's worse than an animal! I don't have a son like him!"

Mother Yang's eyes were red from crying. She didn't understand what had happened. How could a good family become like this?

Zhang Hui suddenly couldn't bear to tell the old couple that perhaps Yang Shuhua was the murderer who killed her two grandsons and turned her granddaughter into a fool.

"Mom and Dad, what happened to you?" A man in his fifties suddenly rushed into the yard, his dark face full of concern for Mom and Dad.

The village chief cut to the chase. Yang Shumiao covered his head and squatted down helplessly. What happened to the eldest brother and the third brother? Have they been possessed by ghosts?

When it came to the girl’s incident, the three brothers were so angry that they said they wanted to cut the human trafficker into pieces. How come they have become human traffickers themselves now?

After finally confirming Sister Hua's identity, Zhang Hui relaxed a little, thinking that arresting Sister Hua would be just around the corner.

At this point, their purpose of coming here was basically achieved. The two of them took the silly girl and prepared to set off again.

Mother Yang looked at Silly Girl eagerly, wanting her to stay and not leave.

Seeing the old lady age ten years in an instant, Zhang Hui said to her softly, "Wait until Silly Girl's illness is cured, and then she can decide for herself."

The old lady had tears in her eyes and tried to smile as she watched her granddaughter leave.

Where is Yang Shuhua, this mysterious woman whose whereabouts are erratic?

N Province Expressway Intersection

A private car drove away quickly, with the window half open, revealing a beautiful face.

The next moment, the car window was closed, and a concerned man's voice could be heard faintly: "Just get over the cold, don't be blown by the wind."

The woman said coquettishly, "How can you be so delicate?"

Whatever else the man said was lost in the evening breeze and the twilight.

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