Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

In the early morning, the police station affiliated with Huantie 2nd Road in Beiyang City was in a state of chaos.

The cause was that four people came forward to turn themselves in in the early morning, claiming that they were hiding a dozen women and children in a certain place and were planning to sell them at a high price.

How could this be tolerated! This statement caused a great stir! So the comrades on Huantie 2nd Road, in the middle of winter, all had beads of sweat on their foreheads.

After receiving the information, the higher-ups immediately gave instructions: Don't be afraid of ten thousand things, just be prepared for the unexpected, and immediately send someone to check the location given by the suspect.

At this time, Zhang Hui stretched lazily, covered his mouth with his hands, and yawned softly. He was a little tired after not sleeping all night.

However, thinking of the information she got from the family of three, she smiled again. Before, she was in the light and Sister Hua was in the dark, but now it’s reversed, she is in the dark and Sister Hua is in the light.

I learned from them that when the train stopped at the last stop in Beiyang City, she got off the train to stretch her arms and legs.

Unexpectedly, by coincidence, she was seen by Sister Hua who came to look for the source of goods. Sister Hua recognized that it was she and two other people who rescued Li Xinyi and made her escape in such a miserable and hasty manner that she even had to give up the hideout she had been running for a long time.

So he came up with a vicious plan and asked someone to record her appearance. He ordered them to track her secretly and kidnap her when they were alone.

To be on the safe side, she asked Brother Liang to handle the matter and did not show up herself.

What a cunning kidnapper! Sister Hua, I will remember you! One day I will catch you and make you die without a burial place! Zhang Hui gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She swore!

As usual, the family of three was locked in the house. Zhang Hui collected the food in Brother Liang's house and prepared to release the victims.

The door lock was like an eggshell in her hand, so fragile that it could withstand a single blow.

People who walked out of the room one after another found that they were really rescued. They cheered and cried for joy. Some of them went crazy and rushed towards the eunuch duo. I think they suffered a lot.

Zhang Hui distributed food to them one by one, and told them that someone had called the police and asked them to wait patiently for a while.

Seeing them swallowing the food with tears in their eyes, this unfortunate experience will eventually pass. I hope they will have a smooth journey in the future.

Huh? Zhang Hui looked at the girl in front of him in surprise. She had just taken the biscuits handed to her by Zhang Hui and was eating them voraciously.

She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, just the age of a flower, full of youth and very beautiful!

But this face is so beautiful and familiar! Who does this face look like?

"Hui, I want some biscuits." Zhang Wenxiu suddenly came over. Zhang Hui agreed and gave her some biscuits.

When she handed it to her mother, Zhang Hui was stunned for a moment. That face was about 60% similar to her mother's! It was simply a younger version of her mother. No wonder she felt so familiar with it.

This girl can’t have anything to do with my mother, right?

Without hesitation, she silently recited Zhang Wenxiu's biological parents. As expected, she clearly saw the red line shot out from the tracing chain, passing through her mother's forehead and then splitting into six.

Among them, two red lines were the thickest, shooting towards an unknown distance. The two second thickest red lines, one shot towards himself and the other also shot towards a distance.

There were also two thinnest red lines, one was pointing to an unknown direction, and the other one was pointing to this beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although this red line was the thinnest, Zhang Hui could see it clearly and knew that it was pointing towards her.

The backtracking chain has been upgraded? This was Zhang Hui's first thought.

Then she thought, these red lines are all connected to her mother, what does this mean? Are they related by blood?

After thinking for a while, she smiled and said to the girl: "Sister, what's your name?"

The girl found her very cute and gently touched her hair: "My sister's name is Zhang Yule, and I haven't thanked you for letting us out yet."

Zhang Hui smiled and said, "Sister, it was because of the internal conflict among those people that I had the opportunity to open the door."

The surname Zhang doesn't really mean anything, there are so many people with the surname Zhang in the country. But she believes in the traceability chain, this Zhang Yule must be related to her mother by blood, but she doesn't know what the relationship is with her grandparents?

She pretended to be curious and asked, "Sister, where are you from? Who else is there in your family? If they knew you were locked up here, they would definitely be heartbroken."

Zhang Yule was annoyed when he heard this, and answered without any defense: "It's all my fault. My dad will definitely nag me when I go back this time."

She rubbed the little girl's face and said, "My sister's family is from this city, but not in the city, but in the countryside. I'm from Hongyun Village, how about you?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this familiar place name, Zhang Hui realized that they were all family.

She pretended to be surprised: "Sister is also from Hongyun Village? My mother is too!"

Huh? "Really? Then what's your mother's name? I'll definitely know it if you tell me." Zhang Yule was a little curious.

There were only a few dozen families in Hongyun Village, and she knew every family by heart. How come she had never seen the child's mother? Could it be that she was a married girl?

Zhang Hui tilted his head and answered crisply: "My mother's name is Zhang Wenxiu!"

Who? Zhang Wenxiu? I've never heard of her, but why does she look so familiar? Zhang Yule pondered over it, trying to recall where this familiarity came from.

Zhang Wenxiu? Wenxiu? She muttered to herself, "Oh, it seems a bit like my dad's name."

Her father's name is Zhang Wentao and her mother's name is Zhang Wenxiu, only one character different.

Zhang Hui looked at her with a smile, his facial expression changing all the time, so interesting.

Suddenly, a distant memory emerged in Zhang Yule's mind. It was when she was a child, her mother once suggested taking a family photo, but her grandmother refused to agree.

The atmosphere at home had been depressing for a long time, and she didn't understand why.

One day, I came home a little early from school and heard my grandma crying in the room, calling "Xiu'er, Xiu'er".

She asked who Xiu'er was, but her grandmother said she had misheard and said with red eyes that sand had blown into her eyes and she felt very uncomfortable.

The little girl was very confused at the time. She clearly heard it, so why did her grandmother say she had heard it wrong?

Xiu'er? Zhang Wenxiu? Are they the same person? Zhang Yule unconsciously looked at the girl's mother. Maybe it was an illusion. The more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed. It was as if he had seen her somewhere before.

Hearing the sirens blaring in the distance, Zhang Hui felt relieved.

Then she thought lazily that it wasn't far to go, so she let the policeman take her and her mother home to avoid them encountering any blind people again. Although she was not afraid, it was annoying.

A few minutes later, more than 20 fully armed police officers rushed into the third floor of this old community with great momentum.

Then they captured two seriously injured human traffickers and rescued more than a dozen women and children.

Afterwards, they rushed back with their men without stopping. They wanted to interrogate them immediately and try to get more clues from the traffickers so as to rescue more people.

A group of people came and went like the wind, leaving many rumors in this old and dilapidated neighborhood.

Some people said that there was a murderer living here, and they saw with their own eyes two people covered in blood being dragged away.

Some people say that a black organization gathers here and it is a pornographic den.

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