Mo Feng was stumped by the question, but he stubbornly said, "It must be in this bar. In order to save manpower and avoid being exposed by frequently moving women, they must have accumulated a certain number before taking all these people away at once."

Fu Ying chuckled, "You and I both know we're in this bar, but we don't know where it is. If I don't pretend to be kidnapped to find that place, am I supposed to let you or Brother Asen go there?"

When Ah Sen was called upon, he picked up his wine glass and turned his head away, giving me a look that said, "Don't make me pretend to be a woman, I won't."

Seeing his expression, Mo Feng's face also became somewhat embarrassed.

Fu Ying's words left him speechless. They were all rough, uncultured men who would never be targets of a criminal organization. Indeed, Fu Ying was the most suitable person for this mission.

"But......"

Before Mo Feng could say anything more, Fu Ying interrupted him, "Assistant Mo, could you lend me your phone for a moment?"

"What?" Mo Feng was completely bewildered. Why did they suddenly want his phone again?

Fu Ying, too lazy to explain, snatched his phone, her slender, fair fingers swiping across the screen a few times before handing it back to Mo Feng. "I have a tracker on me. I just installed the location tracking on your phone, so you can monitor my location in real time. Are you relieved now?"

Mo Feng was still a little worried. "But what if they take you away and discover the tracking device on you? How am I supposed to save you then?"

Fu Ying carefully took out the tracking device from her body. Mo Feng stared wide-eyed but couldn't see where the tracking device was. All he could see was a mole on her hand.

"This is your tracker?"

“Yes.” Fu Ying nodded. “This is a miniature tracker invented by Jing Xing. When worn, it looks like a mole, and no one can detect it.”

"I never expected Young Master Jingxing to be so amazing." Mo Feng couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, the genes are strong. With Master Ting's genes combined with the young mistress's genes, their child is so extraordinary!

"Assistant Mo, are you relieved now?" Fu Ying put the tracker back behind her ear and asked for his opinion.

"You've considered all the possibilities, so what can I say?"

Seeing that Mo Feng had relented, Fu Ying happily took a breath, then got up and went to the bathroom to begin implementing her plan.

She swayed towards the restroom, and from the moment she stood up, some people in the crowd began to eagerly follow her.

When she came out of the restroom, a handsome man with a good figure immediately walked up to her. "Miss, are you alright? You seemed quite drunk just now?"

Fu Ying opened her eyes, feigning a dazed look, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm also a customer at the bar. I just saw that you were alone and quite drunk, so I wanted to ask if you needed any help." The man's gaze was gentle, and his words were polite, without the slightest overstepping of boundaries. If an ordinary girl met such a handsome and gentlemanly man, she would definitely feel that she had met her soulmate.

But Fu Ying believed that this must be another tactic used by the criminal organization.

They might use different methods to lure girls with different personalities. After all, given the popularity that Fuying's current human skin mask has brought her, they should know that she is not the type to be easily fooled.

"Is this how you always approach girls?" She raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a smile.

The man remained unfazed. "Miss, you've misunderstood. I was just concerned about you. If you don't need any help, I won't bother you any longer."

Ha, playing hard to get?

Fu Ying sneered inwardly, but outwardly looked at the man in front of her with interest. "Thank you, I'm fine, I don't need it."

The man seemed surprised that Fuying would refuse so directly. Perhaps it was because the women he had known before had always given in so readily, which gave him a bit of a headache.

Seeing the man's defeated look, Fu Ying put her hand on his shoulder and joked, "Am I the first person to reject you like this?"

The man's face stiffened, and he forced a smile, barely controlling the twitching corners of his mouth. "Of course not. But you are definitely the first woman I need to take away in this way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fuying felt a sharp pain in her arm and lost consciousness, falling into the man's arms.

...

"Where am I? Waaah, I want to go home, please let me out."

"I don't want to be locked up here, is there anyone who can save me?"

Fu Ying was awakened by the girl's crying. When she woke up, she felt weak all over. After looking around, she realized that she was locked in a small, airtight room.

The sounds of girls crying could be heard all around, confirming that this was the place where girls who had been drugged or tricked were being held.

Based on the girls' cries, it can be roughly determined that this place is similar to a prison, with individual cubicles.

"Were you also brought here?" After things calmed down a bit, Fuying tried to communicate with the trapped girls.

"Yeah, we were all drinking at the Triangle Bar, and then somehow we suddenly passed out. When we woke up, we were here."

"Where is this place? Why are they locking us up?!"

"I've heard of organizations that kidnap girls and sell them abroad. Could we have run into something like that?"

"No! I don't want to be sold! My parents are waiting for me at home! I'm about to graduate from university, I don't want to be sold!"

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