I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

The police hiding in the dark and observing were so nervous that their hearts jumped into their throats: How could it be so similar, more real than the real thing? Was he tricked? Or not?

The human traffickers were also secretly observing Song Qingqing, and only after making sure that Song Qingqing was fine did they feel at ease and boldly lead her back to the gathering place.

Song Qingqing arrived at the yard and found two men guarding the yard on both sides. Then she went into the house and saw four men and one woman in the house, but no child.

There must be a secret room.

"Old Zheng, sure, let's go out and have a bite to eat. We can also bring back a sheep. The meat is tender and the price must be high."

Lao Zheng frowned, "Why are they all here? Didn't I say that we must leave one person in the secret room? Just in case, the hostage inside is our life-saving weapon."

The person who was originally on guard today smiled and said, "I am thirsty. Come up and have a drink of water. I will go down later."

"Well, we are playing with our lives, so we have to be extra careful."

"I understand."

Old Zheng's face brightened. "It's a silly and innocent girl who came to my doorstep. I don't want to miss her. All right, lock her up in the secret room and sell her with the other goods tomorrow."

Song Qingqing: There is no one in the secret room, so I don’t need to go to the secret room.

When Song Qingqing approached the five people, she took out some sleeping pills from the space and put them on her right hand. Song Qingqing held her breath, raised her hand, and sprinkled the powder on the faces of the five people.

The six men fell down before they could react.

Two people in the yard heard the noise, and one of them asked quietly, "Why is there such a loud noise?"

Song Qingqing imitated Lao Zheng's voice, "Nothing, I just fell down. You two come in for a moment, I have something to say."

When the two heard Lao Zheng's voice, they walked into the house obediently.

Song Qingqing hid by the wall, and as soon as the two men approached the door, she scattered the powder in her hand, and the two fell to the ground before they could react.

Song Qingqing checked the yard, even the toilet. After finding that no one was there, she opened the gate of the yard and waved her hand.

The policeman who had been observing through binoculars couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my god."

"What are you doing? You're not steady at all."

"Captain, Song Qingqing opened the gate to the courtyard and gestured to me that it was safe to go through."

"So fast?"

"Captain, could this be a trick? The traffickers have seen through Song Qingqing, threatened her to do this, and then ambushed us."

"Whether it's true or false, you have to go. Be prepared."

The police approached the yard cautiously and quietly, holding weapons, and thinking twice before taking every step.

Song Qingqing stood in the yard waiting for the police to come, and watched the traffickers by the way, but did not look around randomly, lest there be something missing or something extra, and it would be difficult to explain, which would attract the attention of the police.

The police quietly peeked in and saw Song Qingqing standing leisurely with her hands folded, and two human traffickers lying at the door.

Song Qingqing saw half of the head sticking out, "They are all fainted, just come in directly, there is no danger."

"The police did not rush in all at once. Only one person went in at the end. The police cautiously approached Song Qingqing slowly with a gun in hand."

"There are six inside and two outside. They are all unconscious. I don't want to destroy the crime scene, so I didn't move. The old man said there is a secret room here. You guys look for it."

The police saw eight people fall to the ground with guns pointed at them, then coughed twice, and then a dozen policemen rushed in.

One of them held a gun to guard, and the other one went forward and roasted the man.

Then they immediately launched a carpet search, quickly found the entrance to the secret room, and the police went in.

The police who went in were heartbroken to see 10 children tied up in a dark and dirty basement. Several children had swollen cheeks, which showed that they had been beaten.

"These scumbags should be shot."

"Captain, everything is safe. There are 10 children here?"

"Children, the police are here to take you home, don't be afraid.

The children who were still conscious started crying when they saw the police officer, “Wuwuwu…”

Song Qingqing was waiting anxiously upstairs, "Brother Policeman, I want to go down. My brother must be very scared now."

"Okay, let's go in."

Song Qingqing walked into the basement and saw Song Binbing at a glance, and ran over quickly. Song Binbing was very excited when he saw Song Qingqing, and he cried and shouted.

Song Qingqing tore off the tape on Song Binbing's mouth and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

“Wuwuwu… Sister, I’m scared, wuwuwu…”

As soon as Song Qingqing untied the ropes on Song Binbing's hands and feet, Song Binbing held Song Qingqing tightly.

"Don't be afraid. The bad guys have been dealt with by your sister. You can go up and kick them a few times later. Have they abused you?" Song Qingqing took the opportunity to feel the little fat boy's pulse and let go only after finding that there was no problem.

"Yes, he not only scolded me, but also kicked me. I was kicked in the buttocks by him, and it hurt so much, wuwuwu..." Song Binbing trembled when he talked about this, and buried his face in Song Qingqing's neck. It can be seen how much psychological trauma it caused him.

"Come on, go up there, I'll avenge you. Tell me later who kicked you. I can't kill him."

Song Qingqing carried Song Binbing out of the secret room and came to the captain. "Brother policeman, my brother has a psychological trauma and needs to be relieved." After saying this, Song Qingqing carried Song Binbing to the human trafficker.

Captain: "..." I'm not a child psychologist, there's no point telling me, I have to go back and make an appointment... Oh, no, I haven't even opened my mouth yet? Why are you just turning around and leaving?

"Binbing, look at these eight people, which one grabbed you and which one kicked you?"

Song Binbing raised his face, glanced at the eight people, then pointed at a yellow-haired man, "Sister, it's him, it's him, he caught me and brought me here. He disliked my fatness, called me a fat pig, said I tired him out, then he kicked me, and he didn't even give me food, wuwuwu..."

Song Qingqing walked up and kicked the yellow-haired man, then put Song Binbing down, "How did he kick you? How do you kick him back?"

"I can not."

"What are you afraid of? Just do as I do. Lift your foot and kick. It's that simple."

Song Binbing glanced at Song Qingqing, then at the yellow-haired creature on the ground, kicked it once, and when he found that it was okay, he kicked it two more times, and then he was happy.

"Sister, I'll kick him!"

"Are you still afraid of him? If you are, kick him a few more times."

"I'm not afraid anymore."

Song Binbing greeted the two children who were beaten by the traffickers, "He slapped you two, slap him, slap him."

The two children stepped forward immediately and slapped the yellow-haired boy's face with their hands. Then the two children, who were originally frightened and frowning, smiled.

All the policemen looked up and down, but not at the traffickers. They all chose to pretend to be temporarily deaf and blind.