Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

A week passed in a flash. After finishing two classes on Friday afternoon, Zhang Hui returned to the dormitory building, preparing to go to the library to read later.

The dormitory manager's voice came from downstairs: "Zhang Hui, Zhang Hui from dormitory 306, there's a phone call for you!"

Zhang Hui jumped up, picked up the key and went out.

The person who called was An Yuchun. He sounded tired, and he must have been very busy recently.

"Xiao Hui..." What the hell is Xiao Hui? When did Captain An start calling her that? Zhang Hui shuddered and got goose bumps.

"I've heard about your performance on the train before. You are worthy of being a soldier trained by me. You are very meticulous, smart and capable!"

Judging from his boasting, something must be wrong.

Sure enough, the next second the man changed the subject: "Well, you rescued the three children, and two of their parents came over and took the children away after verifying their identities. There was still one little girl who no one came to pick her up."

"Also, the dead baby is still in the City Bureau's Law Room B, and no one has claimed it. This child is so pitiful."

Zhang Hui curled his lips. This guy is so cunning. "Just tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Hehe, I knew you were considerate and smart!"

"Hurry up and speak!" This man is so long-winded. Are all older people like this?

"Ahem, can you come back this week and help find the child's parents? Although this case is under the jurisdiction of Jin City, that bastard in Jin City knows that you are good at finding people, so he insisted on asking you to help."

"Oh..." Zhang Hui stretched out his tone, "Then how did the captain of the Jinshi branch know?"

An Yuchun coughed twice guiltily. Could he say that he wanted to show off that he knew such a special talent?

"Okay, I'll go back this week." Zhang Hui thought about it and agreed. The sooner the child's parents are found, the sooner the child's relatives can see the child.

"Then I'll let Xiao Qingze partner with you to resolve this matter as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

Time was running out, so Zhang Hui packed a change of clothes, said hello to his counselor, and rushed to the train station to buy a ticket for the night shift.

After meeting Xiao Qingze at Jinshi Railway Station, the two rushed directly to the Jinshi Detachment.

"It's been a week since the announcement was made, and no one has come to claim the child. It's likely that the child is not from nearby. The higher-ups are planning to send the child to an orphanage."

The person who spoke was the captain of the Jinshi detachment. He was about the same age as An Yuchun, but he had a dark complexion, a strong build, bright eyes, and an imposing aura.

"I heard that you have a way to quickly find the child's parents. I think it's better for the child to stay with his biological parents."

After a few words of handover, Zhang Hui picked up the child and Xiao Qingze put on the backpack. In the bag were clothes, milk powder and other trivial items that the female police officer of the detachment had bought when she was taking care of the child during these days.

In order to facilitate the operation, they borrowed a car from the Jinshi detachment.

After closing the car door, Xiao Qingze asked in a low voice: "You haven't had breakfast yet, right? Go eat first, and then work after you're full."

Zhang Hui touched the child’s fair and tender face and nodded.

They found a random restaurant and had breakfast. Zhang Hui fed the child some milk powder and changed his diaper, and the child fell asleep again.

Zhang Hui's right hand brushed the retrospective beads on his left wrist, and the four small dots sparkled with bright white light, full of spiritual energy.

After silently reciting the four words "biological parents", the tracing bead was activated, and a red line shot out from the main bead, passing through the child's eyebrows and shooting into the distance.

Xiao Qingze followed her instructions skillfully, stepped on the accelerator, and set off immediately.

They were not familiar with Jinshi, but when the car drove in the direction indicated by the red line, they arrived at the destination in about an hour.

The red line went straight into the brand new building not far ahead. Xiao Qingze and Zhang Hui both frowned.

This place is not far from the city center, it is in the suburbs. If the child's family is in another place, then it is normal for them not to see the information issued by the city bureau on cracking down on human traffickers and rescuing children.

But this place is so close to the city center, it’s impossible that we didn’t see or hear any information about rescuing the children, right?

Zhang Hui got off the car. The small building in front of him had three floors and a small courtyard, a typical new-style farmhouse courtyard.

Xiao Qingze walked forward and knocked on the door. The red-painted metal door still had a strong smell of paint.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Who is it?" A young female voice came from the yard.

"Hello, I'm a door-to-door service." Zhang Hui spoke nonsense in a serious tone.

Xiao Qingze was almost laughed to death by her. Door-to-door service and a free transportation driver?

The door opened, and a girl in her early twenties stood inside the door and asked coquettishly, "What do you do?"

The red line between the child's eyebrows trembled slightly and instantly merged into the girl's eyebrows. Yes, the target is her!

“Here, it’s delivered to your door. You’re welcome!” Zhang Hui put the child in her arms.

The girl looked at the child in her arms and blurted out: "I don't have any money to give you. I've spent all the money from selling the baby!"

Hmm? That sentence is very informative. Sell? The child?

Zhang Hui was a little confused. What was going on? Was there really someone who sold his own child?

Xiao Qingze's face darkened, and his originally gentle and harmless demeanor suddenly became fierce. He stared at the girl's face and asked in a deep voice, "What is your relationship with the child?"

The girl seemed to have come to her senses and denied it repeatedly: "No, we have nothing to do with each other! You have the wrong person."

As she was about to put the child into Zhang Hui's arms, Zhang Hui dodged and stepped aside, and entered the yard.

"You... why did you come in?" The girl turned around and looked towards the inner room in panic, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone.

She turned around and tried to return the child to Zhang Hui, "Really, I have nothing to do with this child, you can take him away."

Zhang Hui was more and more certain that there was something wrong with this girl, and his voice suddenly became louder: "I'll return the child to you. Be nice to her in the future. We are leaving now."

"No, don't make such a loud noise!" The girl stamped her feet anxiously.

But it was too late. An old female voice was heard from inside the room: "Yang Fang, who's here? What child?" From the voice, the person seemed to be sick.

After a while, a middle-aged woman in her fifties coughed lightly, opened the door to the main room, and walked out.

Her face was yellow, her voice was hoarse, and she walked with a trembling hand, looking listless.

When he saw the baby in Yang Fang's arms, his brows furrowed: "Whose child are you holding? Why did I just hear you say it was a child? What's going on?"

Zhang Hui stepped forward and said, "Auntie, this is what happened." She quickly recounted what had happened.

The old lady shook her body and stared at Yang Fang in disbelief: "You sold the child? And you came back and told me that the child died at birth?"

Yang Fang didn't even dare to breathe, and replied in a stammering voice: "No, Mom, listen to me!"

"Speak! I want to listen to you!" The old lady's voice was very loud, and Yang Fang was so scared that she trembled.

"I, I..." Yang Fang muttered for a long time but couldn't make out the reason.

The old lady looked at her disappointedly. She knew very well that her illness was caused by her child's death, but she didn't say a word.

That’s right, their own children have been sold, so what does she, an old woman with no blood relationship with them, count for?

There was a dead look in the old man's eyes in the yard. Zhang Hui was actually very puzzled. This family didn't look like they were short of money, so why couldn't they accommodate a child?

"Hey, Mom, are there guests coming to our house? Do you want me to buy some wine and food?" A loud male voice came into the yard from outside the door.