Chapter 111： Trafficking

At night, when I was about to go to bed, I saw a message on the phone.

The sender of the message is Qiao Liang.

I opened the message and saw the above content: "There is something about Youyou, I want to talk to you."

Hearing this, I hesitated for a second, got out of bed and put on clothes lightly, then told Luo Yao to let her take care of Xiaobao, and went out.

The address sent by Qiao Liang was a little far away, so I took the car key and went to the garage to drive.

But I didn't expect that when I walked to the garage, I was hit **** the head by a heavy object.

Afterwards, when the eyes went dark, he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes and became conscious again, I found that I was **** in the trunk.

The mouth was also sealed with tape, and the whole body was curled up there.

It was dark in front of me, and I could only feel the car vibrating under me, obviously driving.

Who is going to kill me?

Is it because of that human skin roll again?

I quickly searched for various possibilities in my mind, and on the other hand, I wondered how to escape the danger.

But now, I am locked here because my hands and feet cannot move, and my arms and legs are numb, which is obviously a sign of poor blood circulation.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a telephone, and I heard the sound of people talking.

"It's in the trunk! Don't worry!"

"I know."

"This time this woman is beautiful and she can sell for another sum of money. It really kills two birds with one stone."

Listening to these words, my whole person was stupid. I didn't expect these people to be human traffickers.

And thinking of the ending of those abducted women makes my heart cold.

No, why is it at that time?

It seems too coincidental. If there is nothing wrong in the middle, no fool would believe it.

Qiao Liang couldn't calculate me like that, so it could only be someone else.

I now only hope that Luo Yao will find out what I am missing sooner, and then call the police again.

But my heart is always bottomless, and I feel a little nervous.

If it's kidnapping or robbery, it's a big deal to give away money, but I'm afraid that such traffickers and people who do this kind of thing are mostly desperadoes who have completely blackened their hearts, and they are more cautious in their actions.

To escape from their hands, I am afraid it will be difficult to climb to the sky.

As time passed by, every second of my heart was suffering like a year.

My head is still groggy, and the back of my head is still aching. It is obvious that I was injured when I was knocked out.

I was thinking of Youyou, Luo Yao, and finally Qiao Liang, and I was out of breath.

A little bit of time passed, and after waiting, I felt that the journey was obviously bumpy.

It's not like working on the highway, but like the dirt road in the country.

After the car drove slowly for half an hour, the car stopped.

After that, the trunk was opened, and there was a dazzling sunlight that made me close my eyes.

And I was more like a cargo, and I was dragged off the car.

When I saw the situation clearly, I realized that a circle of plainly dressed villagers had gathered around.

There are young and old among these people, but most of them are elderly people.

They commented on me in a dialect I didn't understand, and their eyes were as uncomfortable as looking at the goods on the market.

The clothes they wear can tell how backward this place is, especially since there are mountains everywhere, as if they are isolated from the outside world.

"How about this? She looks pretty, and she's still a female college student."

The person holding my arm said to the villagers.

"How much is your price?" a villager asked in awkward Mandarin.

"One hundred thousand yuan, one point cannot be less."

"You are too expensive. Few people in our village can afford your price." The man waved his hand.

"We don't expect to be pretty or not, as long as we can have children and pass on from generation to generation." An old man said with his big yellow teeth knocking on the pipe in his hand.

The villagers who used to look plain and simple in the eyes of people are now like demons in my eyes.

I did not expect that in the 21st century, there will be such a place where people are ignorant and even blind.

No, maybe they knew that this matter was illegal, but the ignorant thought of inheriting the lineage still made them take the risk.

I have seen reports in this area on online TV, but when I was truly on the scene, I realized that the sorrow of the trafficked person was still helpless.

That kind of fear and despair, like bone gangrene, crawled all over the body little by little.

"Anyway, I'm falling for a hundred thousand points. Now this business is becoming more and more difficult to do. If you don't want it, I will sell it elsewhere."

The man spit out.

As soon as these words came out, the people looked at each other, obviously talking and discussing with each other.

Finally, an old lady dressed slightly cleaner came out and said to them in standard Mandarin: "Such money is a bit difficult to collect at a time. If you borrow and borrow, my family can make up 80,000. You see Ok?"

The two traffickers looked at each other.

I heard another whisper to the man next to me, "We have to get rid of it quickly, the cheaper it is, the cheaper, anyway, there is still a large sum of money waiting for us!"

"Mother Donglin, are you planning to buy a wife for your Donglin?" someone asked.

"It's in the city. You need a car and a house. Wherever you can afford to marry, it has long been divided. I think this line is suitable for my son."

The accents of these people are a bit mixed. For example, I don’t understand the men here, but some women’s words are not like the local dialect.

I can hear a bit of Mandarin. Although it doesn't look like it, I can still hear it easily.

At least I understand the conversation between these two people.

"After graduating from Donglin University, your family has been in classes for two years. I think I can get the money."

"Where, I can make do with 80,000 yuan, and I have to borrow his uncle."

"His uncle doesn't have a daughter-in-law or child, so he can use it for his nephew to marry a daughter-in-law. Isn't that right?"

In the conversation between the two, I learned some simple information.

This woman’s son is a college student. This time she bought and sold her daughter-in-law. Maybe the other party didn’t know about it. If she really couldn’t get rid of the fate of being sold as goods, it would be best to go to her house.

It's not that the conditions are good, but since the person is a college student, he should know the law and know the sins of buying and selling people. As long as I am moved by the emotions, understand the reason, and spend some money, I should be able to leave here smoothly.

"Your son is a college student?"

The trafficker looked at the lady and asked.

The auntie heard the words and said with a proud face: "There is only one college student in the village. Is there any fake?"

"Can't sell it to you." The trafficker said suddenly.

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