The next night, 8 o'clock.

In the small restaurant opposite Zhicheng Transportation Company on Nanyang Road, Tang Yuan looked at Zhao Bao speechlessly and said, "Brother, how come you look like you are going to have an undercover investigation?"

"What's wrong?" Zhao Bao spread his hands and asked in confusion: "Is there anything wrong with what I'm wearing?"

"You're wearing it so eye-catching."

"Where is the eye-catching?" Zhao Bao replied speechlessly: "Red sweatshirt, black sweatpants, and sneakers, tell me where is the eye-catching?"

"...Brother, everyone who comes here to eat is a general public who does coolies. Just like you wear a rap rap player, isn't it strange for others to watch? And when you come out to run for news, what are you doing with a big gold chain hanging around your neck?" Tang Yuan was almost crazy.

"Don't you think this matches it?" Zhao Bao pulled the gold chain and said, "This is fake, it matches clothes."

"I asked you to come to the beauty pageant?" Tang Yuan shouted urgently: "Pick it up for me!"

"Is it really eye-catching?" Zhao Bao either studied or had various cocktail parties all day in the EU. How could he have the opportunity to observe how the people live? So he thought Tang Yuan was a bit of a big deal.

"Listen to me, my clothes have to be changed, and the dress is a little more mature, so that it makes people look abnormal." Tang Yuan whispered: "And when we go out for news, we can't always keep an eye on the restaurant, as this will easily make people suspicious, so we'd better get a car."

"Do you have a channel to buy a car?" Zhao Bao asked frowned.

"Yes." Tang Yuan replied in a low voice: "Just buy a soon-to-be-scrapped van, it will cost about two or three thousand."

"Okay, I'll get you money, you go and buy it."

"Hey, I have something to ask you." Tang Yuan asked curiously: "How much is your father's monthly salary?"

"He has advertising dividends on the online broadcasting station, and he can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month." Zhao Bao recalled carefully and replied.

"Then how much does it cost to go to school in the EU?"

"Living expenses are 8,000 yuan, so social engagements are calculated separately." Zhao Bao replied calmly: "What's wrong?"

"Your dad only pays 10,000 yuan a month, so I will give you 8,000 yuan? Haha, your dad also has a gray income, right?" Tang Yuan asked with a smile.

When Zhao Bao heard this, he immediately cursed speechlessly: "Are you stupid? Do you still need to ask? If my old man doesn't have a gray income, what order should I give me? And my three or four mothers?"

Tang Yuan saw Zhao Bao admitting so frankly, and he was speechless: "Ah, we have a lot of aunts, too?"

"Well, I'm a literati and a poet. My father has raised a few girls, and my mother knows it too. But I don't care about this because I'm not doing well in this regard." Zhao Bao understood his father very well.

"Your life is enviable."

"Don't go astray, let's talk about the topic." Zhao Bao was too lazy to talk about his family's gossip: "What did you bring me here for?"

Tang Yuan pondered for a while and explained in a low voice: "I have seen the car that pulls those eight children before."

"Have you seen it? How have you seen it?"

"Didn't I tell you yesterday? While I was squatting inside, I met a young man who drove for human traffickers. He talked to me about some gossip in this circle." Tang Yuanzian said in the main narrative: "He said that the largest human trafficker gang in Songjiang is the Zhicheng transportation company next to it. The boss is Pei Deyong, and the person who mainly deals with this matter is Niu Zhen. After I was released from prison, I had no case in my hand, so I thought about following this matter first to see if I could dig out some points that could write articles."

"Well, you keep talking." Zhao Bao nodded.

"From that time, I would go around Zhicheng every night." Tang Yuan recalled carefully and said, "I found that every half month or twenty days, they had trucks coming here, but I never saw piles of goods in the cargo yard, nor were there anyone guarding the door of the large warehouse."

"Isn't it a good thing to pull it?" Zhao Bao already understood what Tang Yuan meant.

"Yes." Tang Yuan nodded and responded: "However, I have never seen anyone pulling in the car. Oh, by the way, I have seen the truck that has eight children twice in Zhicheng Freight Freight Freight Freight Freight, and I have taken photos to keep the bottom of it."

"But this is not right. In theory, no matter how well they do confidential work, they can't resist the fact that there are always people watching them?" Zhao Bao was a little confused: "After so long, you have never seen a kid tied up, which is not in line with common sense."

"I thought about it carefully later," Tang Yuan replied with a narrowed eye: "There are two possibilities: First, the cargo yard of Zhicheng Transportation Company is not the place where the tied people are detained. Second, it is also possible that this company is not responsible for the care of the tied people at all. They may have contacted the buyer first, and then sent it directly to the destination by the human trafficker. The reason why the car returns is because both the driver and the guardian need to rest and can also wait for new jobs by the way."

After hearing this, Zhao Bao nodded: "Your analysis makes sense."

"I'll call you here, but the purpose is actually very simple." Tang Yuan licked his lips: "When they arrive, we can follow directly and we can understand their operation process."

"I think this is a bit lingering, right?" Zhao Bao asked worriedly when he heard this: "You think, eight children died in the last incident. How could they become more cautious now, right? They shouldn't be able to work according to the previous process, right?"

"No." Tang Yuan smiled and shook his head: "In your eyes, eight children died, that was a big deal, a tragedy, and an important thing that needed to be cleared. But in the eyes of these human traffickers, this is just a small problem that happened by accident in the company's operation. In addition, the case happened in the area to be planned, and they also have the ability to settle the matter, so the death of these eight children will not affect them at all. They may even forget it after a while."

Zhao Bao was stunned when he heard the sound.

"If you want to believe me, let's squat here."

"Yes." Zhao Bao nodded: "That's it. You go get a car and I'll make two sets of clothes."

...

In a store in Nanyang Road.

Pei Deyong was sitting on the sofa, lowering his head and smoking a cigarette.

"Boss, Brother Niu has something to do. I can't handle the few orders he has." A young man stood beside him and whispered a reminder.

Pei Deyong looked up when he heard the sound: "Niu Zhen will have to wait for a while before he can come out. How many jobs does he have now?"

"Three lives, one is a lucky person, and two are from Fengbei." The young man answered in a low voice.

Pei Deyong took a sip of cigarettes, thought for a while and ordered: "Finish these three orders as quickly as possible, and then don't catch piglets (trafficking) for the time being."

The young man was stunned and asked half a question with a puzzled expression: "Don't touch it anymore? Is it..."

"For the time being, all your energy is focused on the medicine line, and fight with Ma Laoer and the others." Pei Deyong whispered: "I won't do the piglets for the time being. If the medicine line is done well and the income is good, we will take this opportunity to transform."

"Okay, I understand." The young man nodded and asked for a while, "Then I will tell those delivery Lei Zi directly that they will send the piglets to the destination this time and then go back. You can stop standing and kicking again without going into Songjiang?"
Chapter completed!