Upon hearing this, Su Qingzhi was startled and her gaze immediately turned to him.

"You can read Japanese?"

Shen Zhiyu scratched his head, his cheeks slightly flushed.

"I only know the character 'one,' so I really can't understand what I hear. When I was a child, my family was poor and we couldn't afford to go to school. We were too busy working to fill our stomachs."

Su Qingzhi didn't laugh at him; instead, she gently patted his shoulder.

"It's okay, we're all just ordinary people, it's impossible for us to know everything. Everyone has things they don't know, right? The important thing is that we're willing to help others."

After saying that, she carefully took out a thin, silvery-white thread from her inner pocket.

Those are specially made lock-picking tools.

The rusty iron gate had no alarm or surveillance camera and looked to have been in disrepair for years.

But it is precisely in these hidden and dilapidated places that evil is most easily concealed.

With a soft "click," the door lock finally loosened.

Su Qingzhi took a deep breath and pushed the door open forcefully.

In an instant, a strong stench hit you, making it impossible to open your eyes.

"Waaaaah..."

A faint sob could be heard intermittently from the dimly lit room.

Su Qingzhi's heart tightened suddenly.

The moment the beam of light swept across her, her eyes instantly turned red.

But the most shocking sight was the twenty-odd children huddled together in the corner.

These children hadn't seen sunlight in so long, and the sudden light made them instinctively raise their thin arms to shield their eyes.

Just then, the tallest little girl slowly stepped forward.

"If you really want to take people away, then take me with you."

“They are still young and can’t take the strain… I’m the oldest, I can handle it.”

She was trembling all over, which Su Qingzhi could see clearly.

This is not bravery, but a sacrifice made in despair.