When Song Yan arrived at the junction of the two carriages, there was no train attendant there, and no one opened the carriage door.

So, did the human traffickers continue walking forward to find the door and prepare to get off the car?

Did Song Yan hesitate? Of course. She was dealing with criminals. But if she didn't give chase, in this age of limited information, the child's parents might never find him.

Song Yan turned and chased after it. Suddenly, the train lurched and stopped. Song Yan quickened his pace…

When Song Yan arrived at the carriage door, the woman carrying the child had already gotten off the train.

The train conductor standing at the carriage door was the same one Song Yan had just asked for help from.

"I'm calling the police! Did you see the woman who got off the bus with the child? She's a human trafficker. She's in cahoots with the thieves. These thieves are definitely repeat offenders. You're on the bus every day, can't you tell who the thieves are?" Song Yan was furious, but he tried his best to suppress it.

The train whistled!

"Go contact the train police, the train conductor, and the local police. I'm going to chase after them now." Song Yan stopped the train attendant from closing the carriage door.

"Go and do as I say, don't let this make you feel guilty for the rest of your life." Song Yan finished speaking and jumped off the train…

Then the train started moving with its whistle.

This is a small station, without even a waiting room. A station sign stands under the dim light: Sijiatun.

Fortunately, all his belongings were in his spatial storage. He had nothing left on the train. Song Yan quickly retreated into the shadows. The cold wind cut his face like knives; Song Yan took out his hat and put it on, then wrapped his scarf around his neck.

A man and a woman got off the bus at this door, while another tall man got off from a different door, and there were two of them. A thin, frail figure followed behind him.

Perhaps because they were on their own turf, they were relaxed and didn't look back, completely unaware that Song Yan had gotten off the bus with them.

They were clearly visible under the light of the bus stop sign.

The crescent moon hung in the sky, and the light was slightly better reflected off the snow, but only slightly better.

Song Yan followed from a distance.

At first, the ground was slippery, but you just had to be careful not to fall.

After walking for a while, they turned off the main road and onto a very narrow path. The snow crunched underfoot, and Song Yan couldn't keep up. Moreover, the area was open and offered no shelter.

In the empty night, sounds travel even more clearly!

Fortunately, you could vaguely make out that it was a village in the distance…

Song Yan wandered around the village alone, his own footsteps sounding particularly clear.

Only one house in the entire village had lights on. Song Yan jumped into the yard without hesitation.

There was a layer of frost on the window, so you couldn't see inside the room, let alone hear them talking.

Song Yan was anxious!

The door suddenly opened. Song Yan instantly entered the space.

"Always ordering me around. I brought some good stuff today," muttered the guy called "Big Guy." The door wasn't even closed—this was a golden opportunity!

Song Yan quickly stepped out of the space and into the house! It was a typical northern layout. Inside was the kitchen, which locals habitually call the outer room.

"Creak!" The inner room door opened, and Song Yan instantly went back into the space. She patted her flustered heart. It was a short man. "Lazybones, don't you even know how to light a fire?" His voice was low. He closed the inner room door first, then went to check the stove.

As the inner room door opened and closed, Song Yan saw a large kang (heated brick bed) inside. There was a partition in the middle, obscuring what was behind it. However, a young girl stood on the floor, along with two women who were bound and gagged, their hair disheveled. Even in that fleeting moment, he could see injuries on their faces. Although they couldn't hear the sounds from inside, Song Yan instinctively covered his mouth, afraid of making a sound.

The big guy carried in a piece of wood and threw it on the ground with a clatter.

The door to the inner room opened a crack, and a head peeked out.

"Come and start the fire!" the big guy ordered.

A little girl walked out timidly. She had fair skin, curved eyebrows and eyes, and was quite pretty.

When the short man saw that there were too many people, he went inside by himself.

The little girl deftly added firewood to the stove. "Cousin, why are they tied up?"

"Because they don't listen! Mei Ying, let me tell you, listening is something you absolutely must do here, or you'll suffer the consequences." The big man took out a cigarette and started smoking. At this time, farmers generally smoked dry tobacco. Very few smoked filtered cigarettes, and the one he was holding was a filtered cigarette.

Song Yan was shocked!

Mei Ying, cousin!

"I understand, cousin. When can you find me some work to do?" asked the little girl named Mei Ying.

"Why all the nonsense? I don't need your food." The big guy frowned impatiently.

The little girl was so focused on tending the fire that she didn't notice the big guy's greedy gaze fixed on her.

The girl was beginning to show signs of womanhood.

Song Yan was so preoccupied with her own life that she almost forgot about the contents of the book, but Mei Ying's appearance made her realize that the characters in the book were still there.

Mei Ying left a deep impression on Song Yan. She and Song Yan lived in the same county, Hu County.

Her parents were dead, and she had a younger brother. They lived a dependent life at her aunt's house. Mei Ying was still a minor when her cousin tricked her into leaving home under the pretense of finding her a temporary job.

His cousin, Chu Hai, was a beast. Song Yan was so angry when he saw that part.

Chu Hai was a member of a criminal gang. They did everything from theft and robbery to human trafficking. His mother always thought his niece was a freeloader, so he tricked his cousin into coming out and sold her.

What's even more despicable about their gang is that they wouldn't let go of any beautiful women they swindled, including Chu Hai's cousin, Mei Ying.

Moreover, because Mei Ying was beautiful, her experiences were even more pitiful.

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