Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

A female colleague from another institute laughed and said, "It's the same. I have a few blisters on my feet too."

"Who said it wasn't? I don't exercise enough on weekdays."

"Hey, where did these kids go?"

"Who knows? The dolls have different ideas every now and then!"

Zhang Hui closed his eyes, and with his breath, the spiritual energy followed the path of daily practice, nourishing his meridians in an orderly manner.

Gradually, the human voices faded away. In this deep mountain forest far away from the city, countless spiritual auras that ordinary people could not see or touch, like smoke, quietly penetrated into the tent.

Most of them rushed into Zhang Hui's body, following her rhythm and meridians, becoming a part of her body.

The remaining spiritual energy couldn't squeeze in, so it had to circle around Zhang Hui.

The next morning, the people who were farthest from Zhang Hui didn't feel anything, but Li Wenwen, who slept next to Zhang Hui, was surprised to find that her feet didn't hurt anymore.

When I looked again, several blood blisters disappeared. Was the medicine I applied last night so effective?

She wondered secretly, but now was not the time to dwell on this, the most important thing was to find the child first.

Everyone quickly finished their breakfast and a new round of search began.

Soon, Zhang Hui, Zhao Zewei and Leng Hongye arrived at the last location searched last night.

There was a crooked tree there, and they tied a red ribbon on it.

Zhang Hui led the way and moved forward according to the red line between Leng Hongye's eyebrows.

This is actually quite dangerous. For example, when you are looking for someone on a daily basis, whether in the city or in the countryside, when you follow the red line and encounter a blocked place, you can only take a detour and walk a little further.

In the mountains, this is much more troublesome. The red line may point to a steep cliff or a difficult valley.

She had no way to take a detour, so she could only try to take the easy routes and always pay attention to whether she deviated from the red line.

This wasted a lot of time, and Leng Hongye didn't understand why the route chosen was so strange. If he hadn't believed in the clothes they were wearing, he would have questioned her intentions long ago.

It was almost noon. Except for Zhang Hui, Zhao Zewei and Leng Hongye were all exhausted. Not only were they sweating profusely, but they were also very hungry. They wished they could get into the air-conditioned room immediately and eat a watermelon to their heart's content.

"Let's take a break." Zhang Hui found a relatively clean and shady flat ground and sat down.

After receiving the order, Zhao Zewei and Leng Hongye sat down on the ground and began to rest.

Leng Hongye thought of his son, whose life or death was uncertain, and felt extremely depressed, angry and afraid. He was angry that he acted on his own and was afraid that he really had an accident.

After eating some dry food, drinking some water and resting for about twenty minutes, the group continued on their way.

Before we set off this morning, we received a strict order from our superiors that we must find the person today because the weather will be bad tomorrow and there may be heavy rain.

The forest was dense and the grass was deep, so the group could not walk very fast. Zhang Hui also did not hear any useful information.

An hour later, Zhang Hui moved his ears and suddenly heard voices in the distance. It was not the search and rescue personnel, but the quacking of a teenager in the voice change period.

"What should we do? Li Lei, let's go back and ask for help!"

"No! It's too dangerous to leave Hongbo here alone. Let's think of a solution!"

"But we don't have any tools, and we can't reach him. If we go down one more person, we'll lose another one. How can we save him?"

It sounded like the children were in danger. If it wasn't Leng Hongye's son Leng Wenhao, then it must be one of the other three children.

We can't delay. Who knows what bad ideas the kids will come up with?

"Speed ​​up! I hear the children's voices." As soon as these words were spoken, Leng Hongye became spirited and wished he could fly.

Zhang Hui took the lead and when he saw the three boys, they were standing on tiptoe on a low slope, looking down with frightened expressions.

For fear of alarming them and causing them to accidentally fall, Zhang Hui did not say a word and quietly touched up.

With his spiritual sense released, Zhang Hui instantly understood what they were looking at.

Below the hillside where they were standing was a mountain stream, with gurgling water flowing from top to bottom.

A thick tree suddenly fell into the stream. A boy of about fifteen or sixteen was holding on to the branches on the top of the tree, trying hard to avoid being washed away by the current.

The closer to the center of the water, the more moss there is on this tree trunk soaked in the stream. The boy must have come to fetch water and stepped on the moss and fell into the water.

Seeing that he was pale and his hands and feet were weak, he probably couldn't hold on for much longer.

Zhang Hui stepped on the Sky Silk Gauze and flew above the stream in a flash. He grabbed the boy's hand and used his clever strength to throw him gently to the shore.

This set of movements was as smooth as flowing water. In the blink of an eye, the person was already on shore.

The three boys at the top of the slope looked at each other in bewilderment, and even rubbed their eyes, perhaps thinking that they were dazzled. Was this the legendary light-weight skill of floating on water?

Zhang Huishou put away Tian Lingsha, released a smoke bomb into the air, and then comforted the frightened boy: "Don't be afraid, it's safe now."

The intercom on her shoulder suddenly rang: "Attention! All units, please head to location A0136 immediately."

"What's your name?" Zhang Hui asked him casually to ease his nervousness.

The boy stammered absentmindedly: "My name is Zhu, Zhu Hongbo..."

"Come on, let's go up. Your friends are anxious to come down and rescue you."

"My... legs are weak!" Zhu Hongbo's face turned red to the tips of his ears. He felt so embarrassed that the young lady saw him like this.

Zhang Hui smiled and said, "I'll carry you up."

"No, no, just wait for me to calm down." Zhu Hongbo hastily refused. Doesn't he have any face? How can he survive in school if a girl carries him on her back in front of his friends?

During the conversation, Zhao Zewei and Leng Hongye arrived one after another. Leng Hongye was panting, and if he had not been exhausted, he would have beaten his son violently.

The mountain road was difficult to walk on, and the three boys ran impatiently from another gentle slope to Zhu Hongbo.

"Hongbo, how are you?"

"Yeah, we were all worried sick."

"If you die, we will cry to death!"

Zhu Hongbo listened to his friends talking to each other and suddenly felt full of energy again.

Zhang Hui urged them all to go up. The parents were all very anxious. They were really impressed by how these naughty boys could speak so well.

"Wait! What is that?" One of the boys pointed at the mountain wall close to the water and asked in panic.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and it was... a piece of bone! Zhang Hui recognized it as a human femur!

Zhang Hui narrowed his eyes, and his consciousness penetrated the mountain. Several bones were scattered in the mountain. It seemed that the heavy rain a few days ago made the soil soft and washed out.

She picked up the walkie-talkie, reported the situation at the scene, urged these naughty boys to leave, and stayed where she was, waiting for the evidence search team and Ligue 2 to arrive.

Colleagues and volunteers from nearby rushed over, and now that the children had been rescued, they were escorted down the mountain by a group of adults.

Zhao Zewei stayed behind to guard the scene. It was the first time he encountered such a big case, and he stared at the bones intently, wishing he could see a flower.