The boy's demeanor made her feel that she was resurrected in a world of ghosts and ghosts. As long as she opened the door, she would be greeted by overwhelming ghosts and monsters.

But the boy said: "They are all... florists. They are all in Zhoujia Village."

"They are all in a group, protecting each other...if you escape, you will definitely be caught." There was a long-lasting fear in the boy's eyes: "No one has been able to leave here in these years, there is no way to escape."

The girl heard this and looked towards the closed door.

It doesn't seem to be a ghost world.

But it is even more absurd and terrifying than the world of ghosts and ghosts.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the girl's mind became clearer again, and she had a clearer understanding of the situation in front of her.

She looked at the boy: "You were also abducted——"

As the dusk deepened, the boy nodded, his round eyes like a puppy trapped in a cage, pitiful and harmless.

"Then you dare to follow me and kidnap them."

The boy whispered: "I...I can't beat you."

The girl looked at the half-grown boy in front of her who was only half a head shorter than her and who was obviously used to doing rough work——

Her current body was too weak, and it was mostly a matter of using tricks and combining force to restrain the two of them.

It wasn't her that this kid couldn't beat, it was the fear that he didn't dare to try to resist.

This is a disease and it needs to be cured.

The girl turned around and returned to the hall.

The boy quickly followed her.

The couple who had their hands and feet tied had already woken up. The woman whose face was covered in blood probably had not worn off the medicine and could only fall there and let out a weak moan. The man was trying to break free from the rope, but to no avail.

He taught the boy how to tie this rope and used it to "give him a leg up" on weekdays, but now he used it on him.

"You're a piece of shit that you're eating inside and out! Why don't you untie me!" As soon as he saw the boy come in, the man was furious and his eyes were fierce: "I've raised you for so many years in vain, you're a piece of trash that doesn't distinguish between the inside and the outside! Look at me, I won't interrupt you this time.

Your leg!"

There was fear in the boy's eyes, and his face immediately turned pale when he thought of the pain and despair when the fists, feet and sticks fell on him.

The next moment, the long stick that he usually used on his body appeared in front of him.

The boy subconsciously took a step back.

"Break his legs." There was no room for change in the girl's tone: "Now."

The boy looked at her in disbelief.

"Otherwise, your leg will be broken." The girl handed him the stick in one hand, and the bloody dagger she had just picked up in the other hand.

Her long hair was half loose, her skin was extremely white and her pupils were dark, like a white jade statue with no expression, no emotion, and no fear.

The threatening words came out of her mouth, leaving no room for doubt.

The boy's lips trembled slightly and he took the long stick.

"How dare you!" The man was furious. His long-standing majesty was trampled and challenged. He struggled hard until his face and neck turned red, and he stared at the boy with a pair of fierce eyes.

"Hit." The girl's voice was calm, but it was like a life-threatening charm.

The boy took two steps forward, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, swinging the stick at the man.

The stick hit the man on the shoulder, causing him to curse loudly in pain.

"It's crooked." The girl reminded from the side.

The boy dared to open his eyes slightly, aimed at the man's leg and hit him again.

"Hit again."

One stick after another, the man's curses gradually weakened, leaving only his screams of pain.

"Stop fighting, don't fight..." The woman next to her cried feebly and said: "This is your father. Cultivating kindness is more important than giving birth to kindness. How can you turn your elbows outward!... You are the one who is.

You are a beggar without a father and mother. We brought you back out of kindness and raised you like our own son. We also expected you to take care of you until you die, but you turned out to be a white-eyed wolf who was not well-raised!"

The boy's lips pursed, as if he didn't know what to say.

The girl generally understood.

This is because he has committed too many sins and cannot give birth to a son, so he keeps the abducted child by his side.

"Don't worry, isn't this the end of my life for you?" The girl squatted down beside the two of them.

"You...what are you going to do!" The woman asked tremblingly, looking at the dagger stuck to her face.

"I ask, you answer." The girl looked at her: "Where did you abduct me from here?"

The woman didn't understand why she was asking such an obvious and strange question, but the dagger was right next to the corner of her other intact eye, so she immediately answered: "Jing... Jingcheng..."

"Instructed by whom?"

Instructing?

What's the point of instigating such a thing!

The tip of the knife was cold against the corner of her eyes, and the woman's tongue was trembling: "...No one ordered me to do it. On the Lantern Festival... I specifically targeted the little lady who had no one around me!"

"No... I saved you!" The man with a broken leg lost his momentum and said hurriedly: "On the night of the Lantern Festival, you fell into the river. No one was around, and you were about to die.

You were about to drown, but I rescued you!"

To express her gratitude, the girl turned the dagger in her hand towards him: "Do you know how I fell into the water?"

Although this body is not hers, since she has taken possession of it, to avoid future troubles, many things should be clarified.

When you first arrive, you still need to know yourself and the enemy, and understand the situation.

"How do I know this? I just picked one up by chance... and saved you by chance!" There was a trace of doubt in the man's heart - she didn't know why she fell into the water?

Thinking about the sudden change in behavior and courage of the other party, the beautiful loser who could only cry and tremble on the same road was completely different. The man couldn't help but feel that there was something unspeakably weird about the face in front of him that could have made him a lot of money.

Come.

There was an inexplicable chill on the man's back.

The voice that made him feel chilled asked: "Let me ask you something you know - besides me and him, how many other people have you kidnapped over the years?"

The man and the woman looked at each other after hearing this, and they both stumbled over their words: "This kind of thing... who can count and remember it one by one..."

The girl's eyes became colder, and she said to the boy: "Get a pen and paper."

Although this place is not a scholar's home, the work on the surface is obviously in vain, and there are cargo boxes containing small gadgets in the hall - I guess the man usually pretends to be a peddler, walking around, secretly abducting people.

Lift.

So there was no shortage of paper and pen, and the boy quickly got them.

The girl looked at the two of them: "Where, when, who was abducted, alive or dead, and where they were sold, tell me as much as you can think of."

The woman stared at her: "You...you want to file a lawsuit?"

The girl did not answer, but said: "Also, those who were involved in this activity in the village also said so."

A trace of almost imperceptible disdain flashed in the woman's eyes, and when she was about to speak, she was lightly poked in the back by the man.

Both of them had their hands tied behind their backs, and they were huddled together, thinking that no one would notice this subtle movement.

The woman understood, and under the threat of the dagger, she spoke in detail.

According to what she said, the girl wrote two full pages before throwing away the pen.

As she threw the pen away, she raised the dagger and slashed the man's arm. The blade penetrated deeply into the flesh, hurting the tendons and causing blood to drip immediately.

The man screamed: "...I have said everything that needs to be said, why are you still hurting others!"

"Press their hands and mark them with blood on the paper." The girl stood up.

The boy obeyed everything and stepped forward to do as he was told.

The girl stood in front of the two of them, lowered her eyes and finally asked: "Where do you plan to send me tonight?"

The woman was afraid that the dagger in her hand would fall on her, and because she had a plan in her heart to rely on her, she didn't want to suffer any more physical pain, so she told the truth: "...in Liuke Lane in the city, at the home of a foreign minister!"

"What's this guy's surname?"

"I really don't know! I've never seen her real face!" the woman said bitterly: "I only know that she is a member of the Communist Party of China who spends a lot of money. Over the years, whenever we get a beautiful young lady in our village, she usually gives him a portrait.

Pick first... He liked it, so he gave us a deposit of silver and gold. Those he didn't like, we sold them elsewhere... But these were all contacted by his servants, and that place was just a private courtyard, and we never sold it.

Dare to find out his identity and surname!"

The girl leaned over and picked up a receipt at the woman's feet, opened it, looked at it, and asked, "Is this the deposit receipt?"

The woman hurriedly answered "yes".

The note was very simple and did not contain the names of both parties. Firstly, this kind of activity does not need to be regulated. Secondly, it shows that the other party is obviously not worried that these traffickers will take the deposit and run away - if they take action again, it will be a hundred

Two, it can be seen that the identity of this "member outsider" must be unusual.

The girl thought about it and put the note away.
To be continued...