Meng Tian pondered for a long time before slowly nodding.

Zuo Zuo is right.

She and Qi Meng were really not suited for farm work. Together they could only earn four work points a day, which was less than the children in the village. If it weren't for their family's help and Zuo Zuo's occasional special meals, they probably would have starved to death.

Not to mention, Qi Meng occasionally makes stupid mistakes and even has to pay out of the village's work points.

Gu Zuozuo hadn't expected them to be so fast.

She had just returned the things she had obtained from the United States to them.

They came here shortly after to select a site to open a factory.

He glanced at the still noisy wheat field and knew that they wouldn't be able to come to a conclusion anytime soon, so he led the two of them back first.

"Zuo Zuo! You're back!"

A clear female voice rang out, and the three of them looked up and saw a girl standing at the entrance of the health station waving vigorously.

"Zuo Zuo, do you know her?"

Gu Zuozuo nodded. She knew it! The paper cranes had arrived, so the person must be close by too.

"Since you have something to do, we'll head back now and come back tonight."

After seeing the two off, Gu Zuozuo turned to look at Cai Wenyue.

"It's been a while, how come you've become even dumber?"

Cai Wenyue's face immediately fell; how could this big shot still be so venomous?

"I'm here to handle Ma Jingjun's matter; it's official business! So there's no need for pretense!"

They also had to live secretly and couldn't be seen by anyone.

Gu Zuozuo knew exactly why she was there; after all, it was she who had delivered the message.

"Hmm, tell me more about it."

Cai Wenyue felt even more resentful. She had exhausted all her supernatural powers to come here overnight, and she didn't even get a cup of tea?

“Ma Jingjun was already on the list of martyrs. The person who reported it was his former battalion commander. I can’t say the specifics because it involves confidentiality. But that person has already been identified, and he is also related to the human trafficking case we investigated last time.”

Is this really that complicated? How did it get involved in a human trafficking case again?

Cai Wenyue sighed as she recalled the hardships of that investigation, feeling sorry for her own stubbornness back then.

"There's something even more complicated. Why do you think Xie Jinyu was suddenly transferred to the most remote border region? Even the boss is stuck on Xuanwu Island and can't get out?"

"Human trafficking cases involve a wide range of people, with complex relationships and deep-rooted backgrounds. Many of them are powerful and wealthy. We brought them down under immense pressure, which offended quite a few people,"

"He has the Li family behind him, so no one dares to openly deal with him. It's still possible to make things difficult for him with some underhanded tactics. As for the unlucky guys in our Bureau of Foreign Affairs, their public identities have been exposed to the world."

On the surface, she was an elementary school teacher; her boss was a shoe factory gatekeeper; the two charlatans were street sweepers; and the others were toilet cleaners, boiler operators, and all sorts of other professions.

After the human trafficking case was over, they all lost their jobs and were targeted and followed openly and secretly. Those days were incredibly miserable.

Gu Zuozuo's lips twitched. What kind of bizarre professions are these? Are they like the Sweeping Monk?

"You didn't kill them all?"

Cai Wenyue rolled her eyes and lay down on the kang (heated brick bed) without moving.

"The masterminds and those with serious offenses were almost all executed, and the other people involved in that line of work were also almost all arrested."

But they weren't orphans; they had brothers-in-law and relatives.

We live in a new society and a new China now; we don't have the feudal practice of executing nine generations of a family.

So, they have a lot of people, like cockroaches that can't be killed; one batch falls, and another batch comes.

They were so busy arresting people back then that they were almost numb with it; they simply couldn't arrest them all.

Ultimately, the law prevails over multitude; those who directly participated or indirectly intervened were all sentenced to death.

The other low-ranking officers were sent directly to the Northwest and border farms, never to return.