Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

When asked again, Zhang Hui said that he was very experienced.

She calmly answered a series of questions and explained her mother's situation.

The police officer who questioned her was quite curious about her. How could a little girl be so calm after experiencing such a dangerous thing?

Is it because he is not afraid or is there something else going on?

He decided to ask a few more questions and got straight to the point, "Little girl, aren't you afraid that the human traffickers will sell you far away and you will never see your mother again?"

Zhang Hui was not an ordinary child, so he naturally understood his temptation, but he was not afraid of revealing anything.

He answered openly, "What's there to be afraid of? I will send them to jail before they sell me out."

Huh? She's so arrogant! She's so small, but so confident? The policeman was even more confused.

Zhang Hui thought about it carefully and decided that if he wanted to gain more merits, he would inevitably have to deal with the police in the future.

If I speak out earlier, maybe I can get involved in some things earlier, so I answered calmly: "I once studied under a master and learned some methods to protect myself."

The recorder who was involved in the questioning was so surprised when he heard this that he stopped writing and looked up at her.

The two looked at each other, with the same question in their eyes: Do we need to continue asking this? Could it be that this little girl was stimulated and thought she could subdue the traffickers?

The policeman who had been questioning her was about to say something else when someone knocked on the door and leaned over to whisper something in his ear.

Seeing the surprise in his eyes, Zhang Hui looked back at them quietly.

The last person to come in had a look of faint admiration in his eyes: "Director Lu wants to see you."

Obviously they already knew that it was her doing that Brother Liang and the other four came to surrender.

She had no intention of hiding the fact that she was using the puppet talisman, so she nodded and followed him out.

In the office, Zhang Hui sat on the mahogany sofa as if nothing had happened, with his back straight and his expression natural.

In front of him were the Beiyang City Road Bureau, Officer Li from Huantie 2nd Road, and the dispatched police captain An Yuchun.

The railway director thought of the injury reports of two of the men and couldn't help but feel disappointed. The doctor said there was no need for surgery because the thing was broken.

And as for the four people who turned themselves in, this is no small matter. Who the hell would turn themselves in obediently? Are they so narrow-minded?

What was most noteworthy to him was that the officer on duty clearly pointed this out in the report.

At first, he thought the four people were playing a prank by sticking notes on their foreheads, but after the four people told him their locations, the rectangular notes on their foreheads instantly turned into ashes.

Afterwards, the four of them looked confused and frightened, and mentioned a little girl many times in their verbal insults.

Thinking of this, Director Lu's sharp eyes swept over Zhang Hui, who was still calm and composed.

This child was not simple. She was not afraid of them at all. You know, his trained subordinates were inevitably a little timid when they saw them, but she...

"Your name is Zhang Hui?"

Zhang Hui nodded. She hadn’t slept all night and wasn’t in a good mood. She didn’t want to talk at all.

"What's the matter with that note?" the railway director asked.

"That was passed down to me by my master. It's a one-time puppet talisman that will be destroyed after use. I had no choice but to use it."

"This talisman paper has a special function. Do you still have it? If it is taken by bad guys, then..." Director Lu knew clearly that she was not a real little girl, so he asked her bluntly.

Zhang Hui shook his head: "No, those are the only four. I will never see my master again."

Unless she could cultivate to the Mahayana stage, break through the void, and return to the world of cultivation. But the spiritual energy of this world, she could only think about it.

She was not lying, there were really only these four puppet talismans left in the storage bag.

Of course, she didn't tell them that if they wanted to use it in the future, as long as they could find blank talisman paper that was comparable to the ones used in the cultivation world, she could draw the talisman.

There was a flash of regret in Li Suo's eyes. This puppet talisman could be very useful if used in the right place. It was a pity that it was gone.

Captain An Yuchun had been standing by, silently observing the little girl in front of him.

When he received the news that the police had to go out, he always thought it was fake news or a prank.

Who would have thought that after he went there, the scene he saw made him doubt whether the human trafficker was mentally ill, and this incident turned out to be true.

Zhang Hui briefly explained his apprenticeship experience to the railway bureau, and specifically mentioned that he was good at finding people.

I don’t know whether they believe it or not, but what if anything happens in the future and I can ask her for help?

Seeing that the little girl was too tired to hold on and yawned one after another, the railway director asked An Yuchun to take her out to rest.

An Yuchun thought about it and took her and Zhang Wenxiu back to his dormitory.

Before leaving, Zhang Hui heard him say, "Well...eat instant noodles if you're hungry, don't run around, and find me up front if you need anything."

Seeing Zhang Hui nodded in agreement, he left quickly as there were still many things waiting for him to do.

What is instant noodles? Zhang Hui didn't understand. How can noodles be soaked? Wouldn't it become a thin soup if soaked in water? Anyway, the effect of the Bigu Pill was still there, and she and her mother were not hungry, so they just rested first.

Zhang Hui arranged for his mother to go to bed and rest, while he meditated and practiced qigong beside her.

As night fell, the cold moonlight shone through the window, quietly covering Zhang Hui with a layer of silver gauze.

It's late at night, and it's time to dream.

In the detention center, the woman closed her eyes in a daze.

When she opened her eyes again, she suddenly found herself lying next to a man. And this man was not her husband, Zhou San.

She was startled and tried to get up. It didn't matter that she moved, but her limbs and bones ached at that moment.

She lowered her head and found that her snow-white skin was covered with blue and purple scars. Her face, arms, stomach, thighs were all covered with scars, and even her private parts were not spared.

Some of these injuries were obviously caused by burns, some were bloody marks from being whipped, some were bite marks on the chest, and some on the arms and thighs seemed to have been scratched by a sharp weapon. Compared with these, the bruises left by punches and kicks were not considered serious injuries.

These wounds were layered on top of each other, deep and shallow, intertwined together, and there was pain all over my body.

What was going on? The woman racked her brains but couldn't figure it out. She was clearly arrested during the day, so why was she here now?

The pain in her body told her that this was not a dream. Where on earth was this place? Why did she suffer so many injuries?

Before the woman could figure it out, the man beside her seemed to show signs of waking up.

The next second, a big slap came over, and with a snap, the woman's eyes widened in pain.

The man looked at her and raised his eyebrows: "How dare you stare at me? I haven't beaten you for a day, so you're itching for trouble, right? You stinky bitch!"

As he spoke, huge fists rained down on her. The woman hurriedly tried to hide behind him in pain, but she couldn't avoid it. Her body was in so much pain that she wished she could faint.

After the beating, the man grabbed her hair, dragged her off the bed, and threw her to the ground: "You damn woman, hurry up and cook, or you'll starve me to death!"

The woman trembled, endured the pain, stood up and went to cook.

If she didn't eat to her satisfaction, she would be beaten; if the water temperature was a little high when washing his feet, she would be beaten; if her body was stiff when sleeping at night, she would be beaten. In short, no matter when and where, the man could always find a reason to beat her.

A day passed in a state of misery, until the next day, when the woman got up early and went to the river to wash with doubts in her heart.

The clear river water reflected her purple face, "Ah... This is not me!" This is... This woman was clearly the one she had abducted before. She remembered her very clearly because she was the first woman she abducted.

How could this happen? She threw stones into the river frantically, and the stones easily shattered the woman's reflection in the water, then returned to its original state, and then was shattered again.

It was unknown how much time had passed like this. When the woman opened her eyes again, she found herself in a shabby wooden house. She had finally left hell.

Before the woman's joyful expression could unfold, the door opened and a thin man walked in with a dull look in his eyes, his mouth wide open and drooling, and he rushed towards her.