Chapter 87



Wenti Road.

When Xu Jiajia arrived, her colleagues had already caught the human traffickers guarding the place and rescued the abducted children.

The older children knew where they lived; they gave an address, and two of them were from the countryside.

Xu Jiajia found out the unit's phone number and dug up their commune's phone number and called.

The commune leader received a call from the Public Security Bureau, wondering which member had caused the trouble. When he learned that the abducted child had been found, he stood up excitedly and said, "Comrade Public Security, are you saying that someone in our commune has lost a child?"

When Xu Jiajia heard the tone, she knew that the commune leaders didn't know about the lost child: "Yes, there is no phone in their village. Please notify the child's parents and ask them to come to the Public Security Bureau to pick him up."

The commune leader touched his chest and said, "Oh my god, my child is lost. Shouldn't we report it to the police?"

Why didn’t the parents report the case?

"Okay, I'll send someone over."

The commune leader walked out of the office and saw the head of the Women's Federation. He immediately remembered that she and the abducted child were from the same village: "Comrade Wang, did you know that a child was lost in your Liushu Village?"

Wang Lihua nodded: "I know. We searched for several days but couldn't find the person. Then we found a shoe by the river."

The leader was stunned: "Did the child's parents drown for their child?"

Wang Lihua: "Well, leader, how did you know that a child was lost in our village?"

Leader: "The child didn't drown. He was kidnapped by a trafficker. Go back to the village and tell the child's parents the news."

Wang Lihua was shocked: "What? Kidnapped by a trafficker? Damn it, this trafficker is too abominable!"

There is a boy in that family.

Upon learning that her child had drowned, his grandmother died on the spot as she was gasping for breath.

His grandfather is still sick now!"

It takes an hour to walk from the commune to Liushu Village.

Wang Lihua didn't have a bicycle, so she borrowed her leader's car to ride back.

When she arrived at the village, it was gradually getting dark and many people were enjoying the cool air under the sycamore trees at the entrance of the village.

"Auntie, Liangliang is not dead. He was kidnapped by a human trafficker. The police caught the human trafficker and rescued him."

"What! Liangliang was kidnapped by a thief. Damn thief, he really deserves to die!"

"Yes, the Public Security Bureau called the commune."

Liangliang lives at the end of the village.

Wang Lihua rode her bike to his home and saw that Liangliang's parents looked haggard, with bloodshot eyes.

She sighed.

It's a sin.

It's all caused by human traffickers!

"Donghua, Liangliang is not dead. He was kidnapped by a trafficker and rescued by the police. He is now in the police station."

Donghua is also Liangliang's father. He raised his head and looked at Wang Lihua in disbelief, his voice trembling: "Really, is it true?"

Donghua's wife was so excited when she heard the news that she almost fainted. She held her body and asked with a sob, "How did you know?"

Wang Lihua: "The Public Security Bureau called the commune and asked you to pick someone up."

Donghua's wife trembled in her voice: "Now, go now."

She couldn't wait to see someone.

Donghua thought so too, but before picking up the person, he had to tell his grandfather the news to make him happy.

He returned to the inner room and told his grandfather the news that Wang Lihua had brought back: "Dad, Liangliang has been found. He is now at the Public Security Bureau. My wife and I are going to pick him up now."

The sick old man suddenly regained his spirits upon hearing this. He sat up and grabbed Donghua's arm with one hand: "You, you said Liangliang is not dead?"

Donghua said with red eyes: "Yes, he was kidnapped by someone, and the public security comrades have rescued him."

The old man got out of bed and said, "I'll go with you."

Donghua held his arm and said, "Dad, you walk too slowly. Let's walk faster. Go there and come back quickly. I guarantee you'll see Liangliang before dawn."

The old man also knew that he would be a hindrance: "Okay, you guys go quickly and come back soon."

With hope, the old man feels relieved.

It takes four hours to get from Liushu Village to the city by bus.

They rented a tractor from the commune.

It was already 1 o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the Public Security Bureau.

Donghua's wife walked into the police station, her eyes red and she asked tremblingly, "Where is Liangliang? I'm his mother. I'm here to pick him up."

The person who received her was the police officer on duty. He asked the two to sit outside and wait while he went to call someone.

After a while.

The frail Liangliang came out. When he saw Donghua and his wife, he cried like an abandoned puppy: "Mom and Dad, the vendors don't give me food and beat me up. Wuwuwuwu... I'm so scared, wuwuwuwu..."

Donghua's wife hugged Liangliang and cried out loudly: "Son, it's my fault. I shouldn't have let you go with them to pick pig grass. It's my fault that you have been harmed!"

Whenever my wife goes to work in Donghua, she always brings Liangliang with her.

That day Liangliang insisted on going to collect pig grass with the other kids in the village.

Donghua's wife disagreed, but the two elderly people in the family were afraid that their precious grandson would be unhappy, so they agreed to let him go.

The only time I wasn't with my parents was when I was kidnapped.

Liangliang was seven years old and could tell right from wrong. He stopped crying, crawled out of his mother's arms, and wiped the tears from his mother's face: "It's not mother's fault, it's my fault. I was too willful. If I hadn't gone to pick pig grass that time, I wouldn't have been kidnapped.

Mother, I will go to work with you from now on and will never leave you again."

Seeing the sensible Liangliang, Donghua and his wife felt so sad that they hugged him and were reluctant to let him go.

After Donghua and his wife took Liangliang away, other people also came to the police station to pick up their children.

These parents learned that it was Xu Jiajia who caught the human traffickers.

Three days later, they sent in banners one after another.

This banner is very valuable.

When other colleagues saw Xu Jiajia solve a big case, their eyes turned red with envy.

No one else has this kind of luck!

You can also catch human traffickers while walking on the street!

the other side.

With the news from Xu Jiajia, Han Lin and her family boarded a train to the northwest.

After six days and nights, we finally arrived at the Qing Province Railway Station.

Got off the train.

Han Lin and his family got on the bus to Yushan Town without stopping.

The closer we get to our destination, the more nervous we become.

Mrs. Qian grabbed Han Lin's hand and asked in a low voice, "Do you think we can find someone?"

Han Lin covered her pounding chest and said, "Mom, I felt Lele crying. He was crying very sadly. He was calling for mom and grandma. Mom, let's get to Yanmen Village quickly."

Old Mrs. Qian was anxious: "Oh my, my dear grandson must be in great trouble. Damn it! When I find the perpetrator, I will beat the person who abused him to death."

When the people arrived at Yushan Town, it was already dark.

This point.

There is no ox cart going to Yanmen Village.

Qian Laosan suddenly remembered that he had a comrade in Yushan Town: "You guys go to the guesthouse and wait for me. I'll go to the Public Security Bureau to ask."

Unfortunately, Qian Laosan's comrade is not on duty tonight.

He returned to the guesthouse: "Let's go to Yanmen Village tomorrow morning."

"Didn't find anyone?" asked Mr. Qian.

Qian Laosan nodded: "Well, I'm not on duty tonight. I'll be back at the Public Security Bureau at six tomorrow morning. I'll borrow his car then."

Han Lin looked at Qian Lao San and said, "Aren't you going to report it?"

Qian Laosan: "Make sure first and then report it."


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