Chapter 428 Rescue Mickey (3)

"Mickey, after you came to the United States, did Hood, your new father, draw blood from you?" Liu Shan continued to ask.

"Yes, uncle," Mickey said, rolling up his sleeves.

"The day before yesterday, my new father took me to have my blood drawn." A needle prick still remained on Mickey's arm.

"Why do we need to draw blood? What did they say?" Liu Shan asked.

"Sister Yali is not in good health. She is sick. My blood draw can help her get better." Mickey looked pitiful and helpless.

At such a young age, he had to face the evil in the world, and this evil was covered with a layer of kindness - helping his sister...

Just imagine, how could his little brain cope with such a "friendly gesture" that harbored such evil intentions?

"How do you feel after having your blood drawn?" Liu Shan asked.

"I feel a little dizzy, but I'll be fine after a good night's sleep. After having my blood drawn the day before yesterday, I've been resting at home and don't have to go to school. My mom even gave me a blood-tonifying and nourishing soup, saying it would help my body recover quickly," said Little Mike. His eyes, while beautiful, lacked the sparkle and confidence he had in his old photos. Perhaps this was what he had lost after such a series of misfortunes, Liu Shan couldn't help but wonder.

After leaving the school, several police officers felt very heavy-hearted.

Once the veil of tenderness was lifted, they all saw the evil and cruelty of human nature...

Both are seven-year-old children, one enjoys the careful care and doting of his parents; the other is forced to donate his own blood to ensure the nourishment of other children's bodies!

Once, twice... If he keeps asking for things from Little Mickey like this for years, then one can imagine the tragic end of this boy...

"The next person we visited was Hood's friend. According to our police, it was this person who introduced Hood to the human trafficker Alexander," Heath said.

"Okay." Liu Shan and Gu Dun followed Heath to the residence of the third person they were going to visit.

"This man is called Jie Ping. He's a real estate agent. Since he's been selling second-hand houses in our area for many years, he has a wide range of interpersonal relationships and knows all kinds of people." Heath told Liu Shan when the car drove to the side of the road not far from Xie Ping's house.

The big man Heath rang the doorbell outside the fence of this house first...After a while, a short man opened the door.

It was a small, two-story villa. Its white walls and red tiles gave it an exquisite and unique feel. Outside the windows, wooden flower frames held many beautiful flowers. It was clear the owner of this house was someone who truly enjoyed life.

The man looked very ordinary, with narrow eyes and grayish-yellow hair. If he walked in a crowd, no one would notice him.

However, the man was wearing fine clothes, showing that the owner of the villa was a person who paid great attention to his clothes.

Italian Cenchi brand shirts, worth thousands of RMB, are made of refined fabrics and colors, with a sophisticated and luxurious style and fashionable designs.

At first glance, these Gucci men's trousers are custom-made, well-cut and hand-sewn, with fine and even stitching...

Wearing a pair of black Italian Prada leather shoes, polished to a shine...

"Excuse me, Chief Heath, what do you want to talk to me about?" The man was about forty years old and looked very experienced and slick. His eyes kept darting around as he looked at people.

"Oh, there are some things." Sheriff Heath replied slowly.