Human trafficker?
These three words made Luo Lan's expression suddenly nervous. Could it be that there were human traffickers in Yancheng?
She squatted down again, looked at the little beggar, and asked urgently:
"Where is the human trafficker?"
The little beggar shook his head, answering the question irrelevantly.
"Human traffickers want girls, not men like me. You... you are really not human traffickers?"
Listening to the little beggar's words, Luo Lan's eyes flushed red. She eagerly clamped his shoulders, staring at him, and asked anxiously:
"Tell me quickly, where are the human traffickers? Where are they?"
The little beggar looked at Luo Lan, opened his mouth, and was so frightened that he couldn't say anything for a long time.
Ah Hong carefully reminded her beside her:
"Princess, he seems a little scared."
Hearing Ah Hong's reminder, Luo Lan quickly let go of her hand and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, I was too excited. My daughter is missing and I want to find her, so I was a little rough just now. Please don't mind."
"Mmmmmmm…"
As soon as Luo Lan finished speaking, the little beggar raised his sleeve and wiped his tears. Luo Lan was puzzled and asked apologetically:
"What's wrong with you? Did I hurt you? I really didn't mean to. I'm sorry!"
The little beggar shook his head.
"Are you hungry? Or scared?"
The little beggar still shook his head.
Ah Cai urged impatiently:
"Why are you crying? Why don't you just say what you want to say? You're really driving me crazy."
The little beggar raised his tearful eyes to look at Luo Lan, pursed his lips, and sobbed as he replied:
"I've been begging on the street since last year. People either beat me up or scold me, or they think I'm dirty. No one has ever said sorry to me. I was touched, so...that's why I cried."
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