Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Mr. Su never expected that he would have to work overtime just to drop his daughter off at school.

Looking at the scene before him, he simply couldn't convince himself to believe what Teacher Liang had said.

Is this what you call stopping evil?

They almost eradicated the root of all evil.

His only headache right now is the lack of manpower. Let alone asking the students, he can't even handle these few people.

You can't just tie them together with hemp rope and carry them around, can you?

Just as Su's father was worrying, another commotion broke out on the stairs. The students quickly made way, and several policemen rushed up.

Both sides were taken aback when they met.

"Captain Su, what are you doing here?"

"Why are you here?"

The deputy captain in charge replied seriously: "We received a report that a human trafficking gang was operating near Beiliao University."

Su's father was taken aback: "Are these people human traffickers?"

"That's what the person who reported the case said."

Looking at the few men on the ground who could only groan, the vice-captain finally felt a little relieved.

In the past, they were likely to get injured while chasing human traffickers, but unexpectedly, they got a bargain today.

"Teacher, could you please talk to me..."

Su's father wanted Teacher Liang to objectively explain the cause and effect, but before he could finish speaking, the child on the ground started grumbling:

"I...I'm not a human trafficker...we're just...we're just debt collectors..."

Debt collection?

Su's father immediately realized their true identities and raised his voice: "Arrest them all quickly, and be swift! Don't let a single one escape!"

This group of people is no different from human traffickers; they are all evil spirits who cause families to be torn apart and die.

The thugs on the ground were completely stunned by the students' kicks; they couldn't run or escape.

Watching them being handcuffed one by one, Su's father asked Teacher Liang, "Teacher, may I come with you to give a statement?"

Teacher Liang said with some melancholy, "I have classes this morning."

The school bell has been ringing for ten minutes.

Su's father then asked, "Would it be convenient to move the get out of class?"

Isn't it common for teachers to reschedule classes?

For example, the physical education teacher often had other teachers substitute for him because he was not in good health.

"This one……"

"Uncle Su."

While Teacher Liang was still struggling with her decision, Lin Ting came out holding Zheng Miaoying's hand.

When Su's father saw her, his eyes lit up slightly: "It's you. What's wrong?"

Lin Ting pushed Zheng Miaoying toward Su's father and said softly, "She's another roommate of ours. Those people came here today specifically for her."

Mr. Su immediately said, "Girl, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Zheng Miaoying pursed her lips slightly, seemingly unsure of what to say.

"Miaoying... huff..."

Su Yu held onto the stair railing and finally made her way up.

She was slightly out of breath and said to Zheng Miaoying, "This is my father. You can talk to him about anything. He... he will definitely help you."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Su's father.

Mr. Su nodded as he met his daughter's gaze and said to Zheng Miaoying, "Yes, I will definitely seek justice for you."

Zheng Miaoying clenched her fists and said, "I don't know what these people do. They're my second aunt. She came to my house to borrow money a couple of days ago... and today she came to call me again, saying that my mother fell down and she wants me to go out with her..."

"Wait, was it your second aunt who called you out?"

"Yes, she should have gone to see Teacher He first."

Su's father frowned.

They just...

Didn't catch any women.

……

Zhao Lijuan lowered her head and walked quickly.

She was squeezed into a narrow storage room as soon as the first batch of students rushed out.

The noise outside made her anxious, but she suddenly realized that this was an opportunity—an opportunity to bring her son home.

She knew where those people's hideout was, and if she could get there now...

Without further hesitation, Zhao Lijuan moved the mop blocking the window and climbed down the drainpipe from the second floor.

She would never dare to do something like this under normal circumstances.

But when she thought of her son... there was nothing she wouldn't dare to do.

She walked quickly out of the school with her head down, trying to avoid people as much as possible, afraid that someone would stop her.

She walked out of the school gate unharmed and was about to hail a taxi when a pretty young girl suddenly appeared in front of her.

Holding up about ten woven keychains, she asked, "Auntie, would you like to buy a keychain?"

Zhao Lijuan was completely baffled. She waved her hand impatiently and said, "I'm not buying it."

"No, Auntie, look! I knitted all of these by hand. You should at least take a look..."

I said I'm not buying it!

Zhao Lijuan pushed the girl in front of her away.

The girl stumbled from the push, seemed stunned for a moment, then awkwardly sat down on the ground and reached out to grab Zhao Lijuan's trouser leg.

"Why are you hitting me if you're not going to buy anything? Oh! I think my leg is broken!"

The melodious tone of the music drew the attention of several shop owners in the vicinity.

Someone recognized the girl sitting on the ground and quickly went to help her up: "Xiaoyue, what happened?"

"She pushed me!"

"Hey? What's wrong with you? You don't have to hit me just because you're not buying anything!"

"At your age, you're bullying a little girl? How dare you!"

The crowd surrounded Zhao Lijuan, chattering amongst themselves, and wouldn't let her leave no matter what she said.

After arguing for five or six minutes, several officers in police uniforms rushed out of the school.

"Zhao Lijuan!"

Zhao Lijuan instinctively turned around and saw that they were police officers. She immediately pushed aside the people blocking her way and tried to run away, shouting, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

She had just taken a step when she was suddenly pulled by her other leg.

Feng Yue clung tightly to her leg, instinctively shrinking her neck, and shouted, "Boss! I've caught her!"

Zhao Lijuan wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the other bosses.

What are you doing?!

"I need to save my son!"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Zhao Lijuan was handed over to the police by concerned citizens.

She struggled pointlessly, tears streaming down her face, muttering "son".

"call……"

Watching the police officers leave, Lin Ting breathed a long sigh of relief.

She brushed the dust off Feng Yue's pants and asked softly, "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Feng Yue smiled and shook her head, replying in the same low voice, "It's nothing, I was just sitting down when she nudged me."

Fifteen minutes earlier, Feng Yue, who was cleaning up the store, received a call from Lin Ting.

The boss told her to keep watch at the school gate, and if a suspicious-looking woman came out, to stop her under the pretense of selling goods.

Of course, Feng Yue was able to find Zhao Lijuan so accurately mainly because Zheng Miaoying told her about Zhao Lijuan's clothing and appearance.

It was Feng Yue's first time doing something like this, and she was very flustered; otherwise, her fall would have been more fluid.

Lin Ting nodded, took the keychains used as props from her hand, and handed them one by one to the kind boss who had come to help:

"Thank you everyone for your help, thank you everyone. This is just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it..."

The shop owners happily accepted the keychains, adding, "Just let us know if you need anything in the future."

Once the crowd had dispersed, Lin Ting returned to Zheng Miaoying's side, who had followed him out.

"Listen to this, what do you think... what will happen to her?"

"I don't know what happened to her, but I do know... we skipped a class right under Teacher Liang's nose."

"...!"