Xie Qing thought that if she could sell for a high price, then the gang would not have only six people, nor would they immediately send her to a certain place to sell her.

Just like sending express, delivering one item at a time not only has high freight costs, but also great risks.

This time, the undercover agent must be patient.

This is a huge test for her and the police who are guarding the perimeter day and night.

The arrow is on the string and must be shot. It is not Xie Qing's style to give up halfway. No matter how hard it is, she must complete this mission.

After screaming for a while, Ma Lianhua disappeared.

Gold-rimmed glasses walked into the house while buttoning his shirt and asked Daba, "How are you, are you honest?"

Daba said, "I'm quite sensible."

Gold-rimmed glasses walked in front of Xie Qing, spread his legs, bent his waist, and lifted Xie Qing's chin with his index finger and thumb, "If you are honest, everyone will save trouble; if you are not honest, we are not afraid of trouble. Do you understand?"

"Understand." Xie Qing leaned back hard, trying to get out of his control, looking at him evasively, "Where is my sister Ma? What on earth are you trying to do? You are breaking the law! A rapist in our village, he he he has been sentenced to death!"

"Hahaha..." Jin Sibian laughed, "Look, Dashan, you are still popularizing the law for us. After all, you are a high school student, much better than those idiots who only know how to cry."

The scarred man is called Dashan.

Dashan smiled and said nothing. If you don't look at the scar on his forehead, he is an honest man with thick eyebrows, thick lips, and a tall nose.

Jin Sibian let go of Xie Qing, "You look good and you are not stupid. You should be able to sell for a high price. If there are more of these guys, we won't have to work so hard to raise a kid."

Dashan glanced at him, "Say less."

Jin Sibian nodded and turned to leave.

...

Xie Qing was a rare commodity, so she didn't suffer much. By the evening, she had figured out the names of the four people.

The one with the golden thread was called Da Chong, the one who stabbed her with a knife was called Da Hong, and the one who kicked her in the chest was called Damao.

Judging from their accents, these people were from the same place, and they didn't have northern accents, but she couldn't tell where they belonged to - Ma Lianhua and the tricycle driver were obviously from the north.

At noon, Da Shan fed Xie Qing a few mouthfuls of rice and pickled mustard. Although it was refreshing, the calories were obviously not enough. She was hungry before the sun went down.

However, she didn't have a share of dinner. Da Shan only brought her a bowl of milk.

Xie Qing took a few sips and found that there was a slight bitterness in the milk - this should be due to the dissolution of the tranquilizer tablets.

Xie Qing stopped drinking and frowned, saying, "It's too smelly, not good to drink, I want to eat. Besides, if I drink so much liquid, how can I go to the toilet at night?"

Dashan looked at her, suddenly pressed her on the chair, stuffed the bowl into her mouth, and poured it down without caring.

Xie Qing struggled and blew, spilled most of the bowl, and the remaining small part went into her stomach.

Dashan put the bowl on the windowsill and crossed his arms over his chest. "Just do whatever I tell you to do. Don't make any conditions."

The milk choked Xie Qing's trachea. She coughed desperately and almost urinated in her pants after holding it for a day. "I want to go to the toilet!"

Dashan saw her legs clamped together and her face flushed. Knowing that it was true, he untied her rope and forced her to go to the toilet.

After Xie Qing was released, she was tied back to the chair.

Dashan got on the bed, took out a copy of "Novel Monthly" from under the pillow and read it with relish. She

actually met a cultured dealer!

Xie Qing was a little surprised. She was now sure that Dashan was at least the leader of this six-member gang.

Not long after returning from the toilet, Xie Qing felt sleepy, and an irresistible sleepiness came over her.

She knew very well that once she fell asleep, everything would be out of her control.

Xie Qing closed her eyes, put her right hand on her left hand, and dug her nails deep into the flesh...

She didn't know how much peace of mind she had put in the mountains, and the irresistible sleepiness almost swept away all of Xie Qing's self-control. The pain in her hand became more and more vague, and she felt that she was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a chill hit her face, and Xie Qing's chaotic thoughts became a little distracted.

She heard Da Chong say, "The goods are on the way."

Da Shan asked, "What goods?"

Da Chong said, "Good luck, it's yellow goods, and the quality is good, about 1.8 or 1.9 taels."

Yellow goods is a slang term for unmarried girls, and "1.8 or 1.9 taels" means 18 or 19 years old.

Da Chong stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

...

The door was closed.

Xie Qing moved and pinched herself hard, and she was more energetic.

She listened carefully outside - there was no crying. She

only heard Damao say, "Can this be taken?"

Da Chong cursed, "You only know how to take it, take it, take it, take it, how much can it be worth after taking it?"

Damao said, "Fuck, what's the point of living if you don't have women to take it every day?"

Da Shan said, "Okay, I'll let you take it when I get the white goods."

White goods are married women.

Xie Qing was thinking, and her head fell unconsciously.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open.

Xie Qing tried to cheer herself up, but she couldn't lift her head at all.

The vendors entered the house with heavy and dragging steps, and then a loud "bang" was heard from somewhere.

Xie Qing didn't know what happened, she felt that she fell asleep immediately.

"Fuck, you sleep like a pig, it's boring to sleep." The voice seemed to come from hell, distant and vicious.

After a while, Xie Qing felt a blunt pain in her leg.

"Da Mao, are you fucking annoyed?"

"If I'm not annoyed, then don't bother me."

"So what if I annoy you?"

"Go out and make some trouble."

The door opened and closed again.

The cold wind blew on her face, and Xie Qing felt that she had regained some clarity. She felt light and airy, and her perception of things slowed down a lot, feeling weak, dull, and unreal.

Is there no one in the room?

No, there is someone.

Xie Qing raised her head belatedly and looked at the cot.

There was a person lying steadily on the bed, breathing heavily and seemingly snoring.

After a long while, she realized that there was another victim here.

...

Xie Qing survived the strongest stage of the drug, and in the second half of the night, she felt completely clear-headed, so she let herself fall asleep. She

didn't know how long she slept before she was awakened by the cry of a girl.

It was not yet daybreak, and the lights were on in the room.

The four men were there. Dahong and Damao grabbed a young girl. Dachong and Dashan confronted them.

The girl cursed, "You bastards, let me go quickly, wuwuwu..."

"Pa!" Damao slapped her.

The girl was stunned. She covered her face and stared at the four men.

Dashan said, "If you cry, you will be slapped. If you don't accept it, you can try it again."

The girl licked the blood from the corner of her lips and screamed, "Help, someone is being killed!"

Damao slapped her again.

The girl cursed, "I □□..."

Dashan grabbed a black rag from the windowsill and stuffed it into her mouth, "If you don't drink my toast, you'll have to drink the wine of punishment."

Xie Qing nodded in her heart. The girl was fierce enough and had the courage to fight to the death, but it was a pity that she was not smart enough - facing four strong men, with your hands and feet tied, what else can you do except suffer the loss?

The girl sobbed and sobbed...

She had makeup on her face, but it had been worn out for a long time, and she looked extremely wolfish.

"Hey, wake up, you are quite good, don't get a slap." Da Chong came over and pinched Xie Qing's face, then went to the back, "The little girl is tender, much better than my old woman."

Da Shan said, "Everyone will grow old, you should not be greedy."

Da Chong untied Xie Qing's rope, went to the front again, and lifted her up, "If you want the girl to stay young, you have to be careful, brothers."

Xie Qing knew that these people were very vigilant and were afraid that they would be exposed here, so they wanted to move them to a safer place.

Sure enough, she was sent to a van.

She was not the only one in the van, there were five sleeping children - three little boys, two big children of twelve or thirteen years old, one boy and one girl.

Without time to think carefully, Xie Qing asked, "How much money can a child of eleven or twelve years old make?"

Da Chong smiled mysteriously, "Guess?"

Xie Qing was startled, and a bad idea flashed through her mind.

She was about to say a few more words when she saw Da Chong tear off a piece of tape and stick it on her mouth.

Da Chong used a rope to fix Xie Qing on the reclining seat, and put his stinky mouth on Xie Qing's face and sniffed it, "My little beauty, please work hard, we will be fine when we get to the destination."

He got off the bus, and Xie Qing's brain began to spin at high speed.

Boys of three or two years old must be sold, and older children are not well-trained, so no one will buy them.

So, could they be mentally retarded children, and would they sell their organs?

Xie Qing felt a chill in her spine.

Damao carried the girl up and tied her up next to Xie Qing. Before leaving, he grabbed her chest.

The girl let out a burst of angry "howls" and twisted her body continuously.

Damao swung his iron fist and punched her in the chest.

The girl groaned and finally calmed down...

Da Chong got into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away from the factory area.

...

The sound of the car starting came clearly from the headphones.

Fu Da said, "We are going to move."

Tan Yi said, "At the age of eleven or twelve, will this gang sell organs?"

"Fuck!" Fu Da was shocked, "Isn't this murder?"

"Selling organs is much more profitable than trafficking women and children." Tan Yi woke up Huang Zhenyi, "Captain Huang, the suspect wants to transfer Xie Qing. There are two children in their early teens in the car. I suspect they are also selling organs."

Huang Zhenyi was alert, "Do you have any evidence?"

Tan Yi said, "It's just a suspicion at the moment. Should we report it to the police?"

Huang Zhenyi thought for a while, "Report it. It's better to report it wrong than not report it. It's better to let the bureau send another group of people to avoid There is no time to spare."

Tan Yi handed him the mobile phone and reminded Lao Du who was driving, "Brother Du, don't follow too closely."

Lao Du said, "Don't worry, Captain Tan, nothing will go wrong. You haven't slept all night, take a nap!"

The author has something to say:

I read everyone's comments. There are many types of criminals. The timid ones may only dare to molest, take advantage of others physically or verbally, etc. It's hard to say about the impulsive and violent personality. They may kill people and set fires.