Chen Xiaoru walked out of the ward and looked around curiously.

The white walls were mottled, exuding an old atmosphere. I thought to myself that this hospital from the 1970s was indeed incomparable to the modern hospitals of later generations.

As she walked, she looked around curiously at this hospital built in the 1970s. Her eyes wandered around and she didn't pay attention to her feet. With a "bang", she bumped into someone.

"Ouch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Chen Xiaoru quickly took a step back, stood firm, and apologized.

"What's wrong with you, comrade? Don't you have eyes when you walk?" A middle-aged woman holding a baby frowned and spoke in a reproachful tone.

Chen Xiaoru knew she was in the wrong and hurriedly apologized again, "I'm so sorry, Auntie, I wasn't paying attention to the road." The middle-aged woman looked down at the child in her arms, then looked up at Chen Xiaoru, picked up the child, turned around and left.

Chen Xiaoru watched the middle-aged woman leave and was about to continue walking, but she noticed that the woman looked back frequently after taking a few steps, and her eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly. This strange behavior made Chen Xiaoru feel suspicious.

"Is there something wrong with this person? She feels strange." So she decided to sneak up on her and see what was going on. Chen Xiaoru crept behind the woman in the dimly lit corridor, trying to keep her footsteps as quiet as possible, her eyes scanning the surroundings like radar. The woman, holding a child in her arms, walked slowly, stopping occasionally to glance around warily, as if avoiding someone.

"Could this man be a human trafficker?" Chen Xiaoru's heart began to beat fast. Child trafficking was not uncommon in the 1970s. The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she felt, and she quickened her pace.

The two walked, one in front and one behind, through several corridors and arrived at the hospital's backyard. It was even more secluded than the front yard. Several old locust trees were lush and leafy, blocking out the sun. The ground was covered with withered yellow leaves. The woman walked under a tree, looked around to see if there was anyone around, and continued walking forward.

Chen Xiaoru followed the middle-aged woman, twisting and turning until she arrived at a slightly dilapidated courtyard. The brick walls were covered with dark green moss, giving off a sinister atmosphere. The middle-aged woman stood outside the gate, listening carefully for any sounds inside like a thief. She then peered around to make sure no one was paying attention. Then, crouching low, she slipped through the gate.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaoru's heart trembled, her suspicions becoming more certain. Breathing softly, she tiptoed closer to the wall. A quick glance revealed a gap in the corner, a gap she could barely climb. Without hesitation, Chen Xiaoru used her hands and feet to scale the low wall like a gecko.

Clinging to the wall, Chen Xiaoru carefully stuck her head out and lowered her body to look into the yard.

The sun had already set by this time, and the yard was dimly lit. She could vaguely see a man standing in the middle of the yard with his back to her, pacing back and forth impatiently, and asking in a rough voice: "Why did you take you so long to come back? You are so dawdling. Don't you know that the situation is serious now?" The man's voice was obviously displeased, and his tone was full of anxiety and arrogance.

The middle-aged woman, holding the child, walked quickly to the man, a flattering smile on her face, and explained cautiously, "We encountered some trouble on the way and were delayed. I've brought the goods. When do you think we can deliver them?"

As she spoke, she turned slightly to the side, as if signaling the man to look at the child in her arms, and a barely perceptible panic flashed in her eyes.

"A den of human traffickers! It really is a human trafficker!"

Chen Xiaoru's heart was pounding, and she was secretly glad that she didn't alert the enemy.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in her heart, and tiptoed into the yard.

In the dim light, she took out a frying pan from the space and held it tightly in her hands, as if this could give her some courage.

She crouched down like a hunting cat and moved closer to the window.

The light inside the house was brighter than in the yard. Through the window paper, you could vaguely see the swaying figures inside.

Chen Xiaoru held her breath, put her ear to the window, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

She saw three men and one woman in the room, and it was the middle-aged woman holding the child.

Chen Xiaoru didn't dare to rush in rashly.

She was afraid that if she was exposed, these human traffickers would become desperate and harm the children.

We must find a way to lure them out!

Chen Xiaoru quickly scanned the yard, looking for something she could use.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on a pile of gravel on the ground.

Got it!

Chen Xiaoru's eyes lit up, and she quickly picked up a few stones of appropriate size, weighed them, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She aimed at the gate, took a deep breath, and threw the stone in her hand out.

“Bang!”

The stones hit the gate, making a crisp sound, which was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

The people in the room were obviously startled by the sudden sound, and the original conversation stopped abruptly.

Several figures quickly moved to the window and looked out vigilantly.

"who?!"

A rough male voice roared, breaking the silence in the yard.

"I'll go check it out!"

Another man's voice was heard, and footsteps came closer and closer, heading towards the courtyard gate.

Chen Xiaoru pressed herself against the wall, not moving a muscle, even her breathing became much lighter.

She stared at the man walking towards the gate and held the frying pan tighter in her hand.

“Squeak—”

The gate was opened a crack, and a head popped out, looking around.

At this moment, Chen Xiaoru moved!

She rushed out like an arrow, raised the frying pan high in her hand, and smashed it hard at the man who stuck his head out with a sound of wind.

"Bang!" A muffled sound.

"Ah!" The man screamed and fell to the ground, covering his head and curling up in pain.

"Third brother!" A cry of surprise came from inside the house, and then the other two men rushed out cursing.

"Bitch! How dare you hit my brother!" One of the men roared viciously and rushed towards Chen Xiaoru with his fists waved.

Chen Xiaoru was not afraid at all. She picked up the frying pan and rushed forward. With two "clangs", the two men fell to the ground, covering their heads and wailing.

Chen Xiaoru did not dare to delay and rushed into the house quickly, but found that the middle-aged woman had disappeared.

"Where are the people? Where did they go?" Chen Xiaoru looked around. The room was empty with only a few worn-out pieces of furniture.

She searched carefully and found a wooden board in the corner that was a different color from the surrounding area. She pushed it gently and found it was a secret door!

"So that's how it is, there is a secret door here!" Chen Xiaoru's heart tightened. It seemed that this group of human traffickers had been prepared in advance, and the situation was more complicated than she had imagined.