If Yan Zhan and the others hadn't entered the venue and secretly conveyed the news, Tong Yan would never have been able to find Yan Siyu so quickly.
Not only Yan Siyu, there are other abducted people in the manor.
Tong Yan and the others rescued all the people. Those who should seek medical treatment were taken back to the police station directly.
Of course, Tong Yan himself did not leave, and they searched the manor inside and out.
Inside, Tong Yan searched for a lot of information that could not be seen in the light.
The people imprisoned here are not only women and children, but also teenagers and young people.
When they were rescued, their reactions varied. What surprised Tong Yan the most was that several of them had missing body parts.
For example, the boy in front of me had his right hand sawed off.
When the police rescued him, he showed no reaction and looked like a walking dead.
Could it be that the traffickers wanted to make these people beg on the street, so they deliberately sawed off his hands?
Just looking at the manor where they were hiding, I'm afraid the people behind them were not short of money.
Besides, the boy is good-looking, so even if you want to make money from him, you can't do it in such a low-end way.
Could it be that his arm was broken before he was trafficked?
Perhaps when he noticed Tong Yan's eyes falling on his right hand, he actually blinked.
"May I have your name?"
Tong Yan tried his best to keep his tone gentle.
The young man opened his mouth. Maybe he hadn't made a sound for a long time. He tried several times before he finally said: "Xiao...Yi."
The boy's voice was hoarse, which sounded bitter.
Tong Yan asked Xiao Tang to get a bottle of mineral water for the boy, unscrewed the bottle cap himself and handed it to the boy.
"Tong Duan, why do I think he looks familiar?"
Xiao Tang next to him suddenly said.
"Does it look familiar?" Tong Yan didn't recognize him and asked Xiao Tang to check the missing persons report to see if he could find any relevant information about the boy.
"Was your hand broken before you were arrested?" Tong Yan knew that his question was straightforward, but time was running out now.
They must try the case before those who defend the Paradise take action, otherwise it will be easy for people to get away with it.
"They saw it off because someone liked my hand."
The boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old, but what he said was frightening.
"What do you mean?" Someone liked his hand and sawed it off?
"Don't you understand? You know about the auction, right?"
If these policemen can find this place, they must have found something wrong with the auction in Elysium.
He can draw and is a little genius. The most amazing thing is that he can always draw brightly colored paintings when it comes to color matching.
Then, a painter who had no talent but wanted to make a name for himself in the painting world swatted his hand away.
Listening to Xiao Yi's narration, Tong Yan and Xiao Tang couldn't come to their senses.
"Is this a lunatic? What can you do if you take a picture of your hand? Can it be installed on his body? You can draw beautiful paintings not only because of your hands, but also because of your brain!"
Xiao Tang felt incredible, and then he yelled.
"There is never a shortage of lunatics in this world." Tong Yan only said lightly.
Is it normal for those people to participate in that kind of auction?
Besides, madness and genius only exist in a single thought, and most of the so-called artists themselves have a paranoid side.
But, how to install other people's hands on your own body? Is this technology really achievable in the medical field?
How to ensure that the boy's hand matches that person's?