Jiang Shiyue bit her lip and said nothing.
"Don't you want to say it? Or do you think kidnapping a child doesn't make you a human trafficker? If you don't cooperate, then just follow these girls..." The fake conductor pointed at the girls in the carriage who hadn't spoken for some reason. "Let's get married somewhere else together?"
The threat in the words was obvious.
Jiang Shiyue was obviously frightened, and she kept trembling and begging for mercy, "No! No! No! I don't want to marry anywhere else. The people in my second uncle's production team are very rich. Otherwise, I wouldn't take such a big risk to find a child for my second uncle when I'm about to take the college entrance examination. My second uncle said that if he gave me the child, he would give me one thousand yuan."
"One thousand yuan?" Greed appeared in the fake ticket seller's eyes, and he looked back at the rearview mirror again.
Jiang Shiyue guessed that the driver was the leader of this group of human traffickers.
The driver said, "You're lying!"
Jiang Shiyue looked anxious, as if she had been wronged. "I didn't lie! It's true!"
The man at the door bared his teeth and threatened Jiang Shiyue, "If you dare to lie to us, I will..." He tugged at his belt and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
The meaning is self-evident.
Jiang Shiyue pulled the woman's pants and looked at her anxiously, "Sister, please believe me! I really didn't lie. Otherwise, how could I, who is preparing for the college entrance examination, take such a big risk and pick up a child and walk on the street at night?"
"Let go!" The fake ticket seller slapped Jiang Shiyue's hand away, re-tied the cloth belt on his pants, and glared at Jiang Shiyue. Why does this girl always like to pull her pants?
Obviously he believed Jiang Shiyue.
The man at the door nodded and looked in the rearview mirror. "Brother, it takes courage for such a pale girl to walk alone on such a desolate road at night. What do you think?"
The driver didn't rush to speak. He glanced at Jiang Shiyue in the rearview mirror and asked, "Why is your second uncle in the village and your family in the city?"
"My father and my mother eloped and settled down in the city a few years ago. After my father passed away, my mother was even more reluctant to return to the village."
The driver didn't say whether he believed it or not, and said calmly: "If you dare to lie to me, I will sell you to the stall!"
The fake ticket seller was afraid that Jiang Shiyue wouldn't understand, so he explained, "It's a brothel."
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
Her face became more anxious: "Sister, I really didn't lie! I..."
The driver suddenly interrupted Jiang Shiyue and said, "There's someone in front!"
Everyone looked outside.
Jiang Shiyue also stretched his neck to look out of the front window, and saw a man on a bicycle gradually approaching within the range covered by the car lights.
The man at the door curled his lips and said, "What's wrong with someone? Our car looks like a bus from the outside. Who would suspect that we are a public servant?"
The fake conductor rolled his eyes, "Do you think you're all like this silly girl..." He signaled Jiang Shiyue with his eyes, "Are you stupid enough? How can a bus still run at this late hour?"
Jiang Shiyue, who was named: "..."
When she was born in her previous life, her family had a car, so she had rarely taken the bus. Buses also ran at night in big cities, so she didn't notice anything unusual at first.
"What should we do?" asked the man sitting by the door. "Should we kill him?"
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
These people have no idea how many lives they have lost, and the way they talk about killing someone is as if they were killing a fish.
The driver scolded, "Dashan, could you not be so rough? You're scaring the girls again!"
Dashan looked back at the girl beside him who was trembling with fear, touched his head and asked the driver, "Brother, what do you say we should do?"
"Let's see if he'll meddle in other people's business. If he's just passing through, let him live. Less trouble is worse than more. But if he's blind and insists on causing trouble, then we'll have to take his body with us."
Jiang Shiyue's fingertips curled slightly.
Dashan curled his lips in dissatisfaction, "Then I'll just be roughing it later?!"
Soon, Jiang Shiyue realized that the man’s life might be in danger.
He must have noticed something was wrong with the vehicle, so he parked his bicycle sideways on the road and waved to the bus to stop.
Instead of slowing down, the driver stepped on the accelerator and started accelerating.
The fake conductor looked at the driver worriedly, "Brother Hu, if we get involved in a murder, we'll attract the police, and it will be difficult for us to escape."
Brother Hu seemed to be scared as well and slowed down the car slightly.
Jiang Shiyue suddenly exclaimed "Huh?"
The fake conductor turned around and glared at her.
Jiang Shiyue pointed at the man blocking the road and whispered, "That man... seems to be my second uncle."
She just made up the name of her second uncle, but she actually knew this man.
It was her nominal husband, Yangyang’s biological father, Chen Shanhe.
Perhaps Chen Shanhe saw that they had not returned to the compound for a long time and came out to look for them.
The driver slowly stopped the car.
The fake ticket seller took out a dagger from the green canvas bag hanging around his neck, put on a simple smile, and said to Jiang Shiyue, "Big sister, do you know what to say?"
Jiang Shiyue swallowed and stammered, "I know...I know."
"Okay, put the child in the car and I'll 'accompany' you out."
"We can't let the child go." Jiang Shiyue shook her head. "My second uncle will definitely come to pick up the child. How can I say anything if I don't let him see him?!"
Brother Hu said, "He's coming over! Let her take the child with her. A child of only two or three years old can't make any waves."
and……
He glanced at Yangyang, who seemed to be asleep, in the rearview mirror.
He had been keeping an eye on the child all the way. After the child cried for help, he hadn't spoken a word, his eyes were dull and his face was blank.
If Jiang Shiyue didn't give him some medicine, then there was something wrong with the child himself.
He didn't cry or make a fuss and even fell asleep in Jiang Shiyue's arms.
He had handled hundreds of women. If he hadn't seen at a glance that Jiang Shiyue had never breastfed a child and her posture of breastfeeding was quite unfamiliar, he would have thought they were mother and son.
"Remember to call me Sister Hua later." The fake conductor then put a dagger against Jiang Shiyue's lower back and walked to the door of the car, whispering to her, "If you dare to say anything nonsense, I will stab you to death!"
Jiang Shiyue nodded repeatedly, "I dare not."
As soon as the car door opened, Jiang Shiyue spoke first, "Second Uncle! You came to pick me up? This is the child I told you about when I called the production team this afternoon! Look at his rosy lips and white teeth, he looks so energetic! I didn't lie to you, did I? Is he worth a thousand yuan?!"
She raised her head with a look of seeking credit.
Chen Shanhe's eyes moved slightly.
When he saw a bus that was supposed to be running in the city late at night, he realized that there must be something wrong with the bus.
I didn't expect Jiang Shiyue to be in the car.
He nodded in cooperation, recognizing this second uncle, quickly extracting useful information from Jiang Shiyue's words, and at the same time reaching out to pick up Yangyang.
Jiang Shiyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Chen Shanhe did not expose her.
Fortunately, everyone can wear military uniforms these days, so Chen Shanhe's green outfit will not arouse the suspicion of human traffickers.
Sister Hua stabbed Jiang Shiyue with a dagger.
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