"What nonsense are you spouting! Do you think I wouldn't recognize my own son?!" the middle-aged man roared, his face contorted with rage, as if his lungs had been pierced.
The woman in the pink dress next to him quickly chimed in, "That's right, young lady. I know you mean well, but he really is our son! Please tell them to let us go, we need to take our son to the hospital for treatment!"
The middle-aged man and the woman in the pink dress worked together, one playing the bad cop and the other the good cop. The woman in the pink dress, in particular, acted like a mother who was genuinely concerned about her son. While talking, she kept glancing at the boy, as if trying to check on him.
Seeing that the passersby around her seemed to be wavering, Shen Qingqing immediately retorted, "Fine, since you say he's your son, then tell us what he's called, what school he goes to, and where he went today!"
The middle-aged man immediately replied, "His name is Zheng Qiuheng. He attends Fuli Elementary School. As for where he went today, he was wearing his school uniform, so of course he went to school!"
Shen Qingqing sneered: "You can tell just by copying his name from his elementary school sign. Today is Sunday, what kind of school is he going to? What kind of school requires coming to the train station?"
"Little sister, we really have no reason to lie to you! His school has extra classes today, but we're in a hurry to get back to our hometown to see our elderly relatives, so we brought him to the train station!" The woman in the pink dress looked sorrowful. "Please let us see my son!"
The burly man's grip loosened slightly when he heard the middle-aged man announce the boy's name, but he immediately tightened it again after hearing what Shen Qingqing said.
But upon hearing what the woman in the pink dress said, he couldn't help but loosen his grip.
His loosening of his grip gave the struggling middle-aged man an opportunity. He flipped over and flew straight towards Shen Qingqing and the others.
Shen Qingqing was holding someone and couldn't move at all, watching helplessly as the middle-aged man lunged at them with a fierce look in his eyes.
At the critical moment, the staff, accompanied by medical personnel and security personnel, finally arrived. The security personnel rushed forward and quickly tied the middle-aged man's hands behind his back, escorting him away.
The woman in the pink dress was a step too slow and was once again restrained by the burly man's large hand, then handed over to the security personnel.
Shen Qingqing was so frightened that she gasped for breath, but still shouted in a trembling voice, "You lie without even thinking! The fabric of the clothes you two are wearing can't even buy this brother's school uniform. You say he went to tutoring today? What elementary school makes people have a competition yesterday and still have classes today?"
Upon hearing that there were two people in the "competition," the onlookers instinctively closed the gap they had just made for the security personnel.
He's a student, and he's going to a competition. He sounds like a very promising kid. But the situation is unclear right now, so of course we still need to protect him well.
“He’s just going to class! We’re not very educated, how would we know why the school makes him go to competitions and attend classes on Saturdays and Sundays? He’s usually resting at home on Saturdays and Sundays!” The woman in the pink dress continued to reinforce her image as a loving mother.
The staff had already called the police as soon as they heard about the human traffickers. They weren't afraid of making a false report, since there were already injured people at the scene, and calling the police could also be a request for reinforcements to control the situation.
So when the police arrived, they heard Shen Qingqing confronting the two suspected human traffickers with reason and evidence.
"Then let me ask you again, where is he competing, and what time is the competition? Don't tell me he doesn't even tell his parents these important things!"
The middle-aged man and the woman in the pink dress stiffened for a moment, then the woman quickly added, "Isn't the match supposed to start at eight or nine o'clock? I know he left home at eight!"
Shen Qingqing smiled and said, "It seems you understand quite well, Auntie."
The woman in the pink dress was overjoyed to realize she had guessed correctly: "That's right, that's right! How could we, as parents, not know! Comrade, please let us go, we need to see our son!"
"Auntie, your house is very close to the competition venue. This brother arrived right on time!" Shen Qingqing changed her previous tense demeanor and smiled sweetly at the two of them.
The middle-aged man immediately became arrogant. Although he still couldn't break free from the security guards' grip, he still held his head high: "Of course! My son has never been late!"
Shen Qingqing wanted to hear those words, so she immediately turned to the police officers hiding in the crowd and said, "Officers! This person is 100% a human trafficker! This guy was 30 minutes late to the exam room yesterday during the competition at Pingyue Middle School! There are surveillance cameras at the competition site; you can go to Pingyue Middle School to retrieve the surveillance video to verify this!"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man and the woman in the pink dress changed their expressions drastically. They looked in horror along with Shen Qingqing's gaze into the crowd and, sure enough, saw police officers in uniform.
The two suspected traffickers were taken into custody by the police. After the medical staff gave Zheng Qiuheng a brief treatment for the head wound, they told the police, "It is not yet clear whether the child has any other injuries. He needs to be taken to the hospital for a full examination."
The police nodded to indicate that they understood. After the ambulance arrived and took Zheng Qiuheng away, two officers accompanied him to the hospital.
Shen Qingqing looked at Zheng Qiuheng being taken away, and then at the two human traffickers who were now completely under her control. Her hands and feet felt weak.
The crowd finally dispersed, and the teacher in charge from Yanqi Elementary School squeezed through and rushed to Shen Qingqing's side: "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"
After recovering from the initial shock, Shen Qingqing belatedly realized that her knees and elbows were aching, probably from the fall she had made when she lunged forward, she told the truth.
The teacher in charge quickly asked the medical staff if they could give Shen Qingqing a quick check-up.
Fortunately, Shen Qingqing only had superficial injuries, and the bruises faded away and she was fine.
However, Shen Qingqing still had to go to the police station to give a statement as a witness.
But their train was about to arrive, so the teacher in charge had to ask Ms. Yang to check if they could change their tickets.
Fortunately, there was another train available in the afternoon that could be rescheduled. After the rescheduled train was completed, the three teachers, along with the other four children, accompanied Shen Qingqing to the police station to give a statement.
Shen Qingqing was led inside by a policewoman and asked many questions, which she answered one by one. She also explained any uncertainties. The recording didn't take long; about forty minutes later, Shen Qingqing finished recording and came out.
Good news also came from the hospital: Zheng Qiuheng woke up and remembered how he encountered the human traffickers, so he could come to the police station as a witness.
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