Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

But I still think it's weird that he, who is not in this profession, rashly got involved in this matter.

After all, this is no small matter.

“The truth is, I’m just as enthusiastic as you, boss, and I can’t stand these beasts.

I don't have that aura of a police officer, and I'm a girl, so I'm more suitable to blend in. So, have you found the account book now?

Are you under suspicion and unable to leave for the time being?"

Song Bojian, "..."

I don't believe that he would risk his life by being tied up and brought in just because he was passionate about her.

Qian Lai actually let her in. He must be not in his right mind.

Qian Lai: Brother, you didn't realize she was so sincere when she said you were going to die, like a fortune teller. And with martial law in the village, it's hard not to suspect you're being caught.

"I didn't find it, but I can get out. The account book is very important, I have to find it."

Yan An raised his hand and swore, "Believe me, my sixth sense is always accurate. Boss, if you insist on staying, you will die. Only when you are alive can you continue to search the account books. Otherwise, if you die, there will be nothing left."

Song Bojian frowned, "If the arrests begin, the account books will most likely be destroyed."

Yan An, "When people are there, there are opportunities; when people are not there, there is nothing."

She said this in a witch-like manner.

Her first thought was that if the mission failed, everything would be over. Then she thought that she might be the only one who would be finished.

After all, the system is always gathering strength, and it's obvious that it's preparing for the future. If it doesn't put much energy into her, it will definitely be put into the next tasker.

Perhaps the next tasker will also be treated as a standby system.

Until the system can no longer support the tasker.

Although Yan An was looking at Song Bojian, his mind was actually elsewhere.

Song Bojian's voice rang out, "Okay?"

"...Hmm." Yan An was surprised. "You're so obedient?"

"Your words don't sound fake, the ones about me dying."

Yan An thanked him for his trust.

"I'll find a time to take you and Xiaoxing away."

"Xiaoxing is that kid?"

"Well, his father killed her mother, and he saw that the previous police officer had problems and helped cover it up. He was also the one who told us about the police officer who set himself on fire."

"Great. Let's go tonight."

"…Not tonight."

Yan An was puzzled by Song Bojian's sudden embarrassment and hesitation.

By the evening, she knew why he had that expression.

Someone is eavesdropping again.

The two people who had been lying on the board together early in the morning couldn't fall asleep.

Yan An was so upset that whenever he closed his eyes he could recall the women and children who were trafficked and raised as livestock.

I can still smell that dull and unpleasant odor in my nose.

After being robbed and beaten, she unexpectedly ran into human traffickers again...

Human traffickers should be cut into pieces so that they can feel the pain and feel the human part of themselves.

Yan An couldn't help but think of her own experiences along the way. She was sent in by her own people and she felt so uncomfortable, let alone the women and children who were really trafficked in.

My thoughts kept racing and I couldn't sleep.

Song Bojian deliberately didn't sleep. When he saw a head on the window, he stretched out his long legs, stepped on the end of the bed, and began to shake the wooden bed.

Only then did Yan An pull himself out of his tangled thoughts.

I felt the wooden bed shaking with some embarrassment.

She hadn't done anything with her ex-boyfriend before for his safety, but she had seen similar... instructional videos.

This shaking is simulating that situation.

Although it was embarrassing, in this situation, the embarrassment was only for a moment.

Afterwards, Yan An thought it was the bed shaking like the one used to coax a child to sleep.

It was dark and one couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the house from outside, so the sound alone could be used to fool people.

Yan An slowly fell asleep under this regular rocking.

In the dream, a very unlucky figure came in. The figure was kneeling on one knee on the ground, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Xiao An, I am your lucky charm. Don't be afraid. Things will get better and better for us together."

The happy scene quickly changed into two overlapping figures.

The man said with disgust: "Who dares to have sex with that unlucky girl? Every time I try to kiss her, something falls down and hits my head. It's so weird.

If I hadn't felt sorry for her and thought she looked good enough to post on WeChat Moments without feeling embarrassed, I would have broken up with her long ago."

As a bystander, Yan An silently felt in her pocket, wanting to pull out a phone from her dream to record someone's ugly behavior. She wanted to edit a ghost video.

I searched for a long time but couldn't find anything.

It’s almost over, why can’t I find it?

The person outside the window had already left, and Song Bojian was just about to take a break.

The person next to him suddenly put his hand into his shirt sleeves and scratched his abdominal muscles...

If her rapid breathing hadn't sounded like she was having a nightmare, he would have suspected she did it on purpose.

When we were filming before, her fingers were like feathers, moving around... although it wasn't intentional.

When Yan An woke up, there were dark circles under his eyes.

Because of the unpleasant and somewhat worrying dream, she not only couldn't take out her cell phone, but her hand was also controlled by a mysterious force and she couldn't move it at all.

It gave her a sense of helplessness caused by fate.

Xiaoxing is young, but he is very active.

When Yan An got up, he had already prepared the meal and brought it into the house.

He also took the initiative to whisper to her that Song Bojian had gone out for something and that she would be safe as long as she stayed at home.

Yan An was obedient. After dinner, he washed the dishes and helped the children clean the house.

The yard door was locked from the outside, both for protection and to pretend that Song Bojian was locking up her, the disobedient one.

When it got dark, Song Bojian came back and said that they would leave the next night. Yan An felt relieved that he was finally leaving this tense and unsettling village of human traffickers.

By the time they send out the account books, the police's arrest mission will begin and the abducted people will be saved.

Tonight, as usual, the two of them went to bed as soon as it got dark. When someone came, Song Bojian started shaking the bed.

Yan An slept soundly all night long without dreaming.

Song Bojian left early in the morning again, but this time the yard gate was opened just after noon.

There was a loud noise, not like someone was unlocking it with a key, but like someone was tampering with the lock.

Xiaoxing looked at the door vigilantly and asked Yan An to hide under the bed.

She heard Xiaoxing and someone talking outside.

"Where's your mother?"

"She's not my mother yet."

"Oh."

"She's out with my dad and isn't home."

"Bullshit! Don't force me to beat you to death! Get out of here!"

Xiaoxing exclaimed.

Yan An thought about it and ran out of the house, looking at the man with a terrified expression.

The man is short and has a pointed face, but when he smiles innocently he looks like an honest man.

But the gleam in his eyes clearly revealed that this man was not a good person.

His gaze fell on Yan An without concealment, and he smiled, "Sister-in-law, big brother wants to see you, come with me."

Xiao Xing stood in front of Yan An, with his arms outstretched. "My dad told me to keep an eye on her. If she runs away, he'll beat me to death!"

"Get out of here." Ma Cai grabbed Xiaoxing by the collar and was about to throw him away.

Yan An immediately said, "Although he is a small human trafficker, he is still a child. Don't hurt him. I will go with you."

Ma Cai was stunned.

Although I have seen so many women, this is the first one who feels sorry for human traffickers. How can she be so saintly?

The Virgin Mary is good, she is also pretty and has fair skin and tender flesh.

He slept with this woman not just to vent his anger, but also to test Wang Jianjun.

If Wang Jianjun overreacted, there would definitely be something wrong! After all, Wang Jianjun was never a good person, and he would never really value a kidnapped woman.

He swallowed his saliva and smiled innocently, "Okay, come with me."