Zhou Qingyun shook his head, "You guys take some men out from this side of the village entrance and see if you find any human traffickers. I'll go look from the back of the mountain."
The location of the Guangming Brigade is not easy to defend or attack. The roads are quite interconnected, with not only the village entrance but also several other exits leading out of the village.
Therefore, to find the whereabouts of human traffickers, we need to split into several groups and investigate carefully.
"Alright, Fourth Uncle, be careful." The eldest nephew didn't delay. After speaking with Zhou Qingyun, he led his men to chase after them out of the village.
Zhou Qingyun turned and went to the back mountain. He used his spiritual power to search, but at first he did not find any trace.
After all, people often go up the mountain from the back, either to chop firewood or to find wild fruits and vegetables. It would be even better if they could run into pheasants or rabbits.
So it's not that there were no traces of pedestrians walking on it, but we don't know if someone had already stepped on it before, or if it was just trampled by human traffickers.
But perseverance pays off, and with Zhou Qingyun's powerful mental search, he actually found some clues.
Zhou Qingyun frowned and followed the traces.
The mountains and forests in the north are much easier to walk in than those in the south. In addition to lush trees, the mountains and forests in the south also have various weeds, shrubs, and vines.
Especially in tropical forests, it is even more difficult to travel.
The North is different. The mountains and forests in the North don't have many vines, so Zhou Qingyun felt they were much easier to walk in than the mountains and forests in the South.
"You shouldn't have laid a hand on that little bitch. She's such a pretty girl; she could fetch a lot of money."
"That girl wouldn't cooperate, there was nothing I could do. Who knew that right after I knocked her unconscious, she would fall into the river?"
He couldn't bear to part with such a good girl, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but who could blame him when, after knocking her unconscious, she fell into the river unexpectedly?
He himself felt it was a great pity.
Zhou Qingyun's eyes turned cold upon hearing the human traffickers' conversation.
He was in a terrible mood because his daughter was being judged and treated like a commodity.
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