After Officer Yang finished his instructions, he wanted to order the team to return to the police station, but the moment he squeezed out of the crowd, he saw: Mu Wanqing standing alone in a dark corner...
He frowned, hesitated, and then walked over.
When he got closer, he gradually saw Mu Wanqing's empty and lifeless expression clearly.
The thin and thin body shivered in the dark and cold night. It was like feathers flying in the air, teetering.
After a long silence, Officer Yang whispered: "Miss Mu, I'm sorry that I didn't help you find your child. Please rest assured that we will continue to investigate and do our best to reunite your mother and son. But there is one thing.
I have to say: You have also seen the surveillance footage. Apart from the size of the criminal, there are no clues. To identify the suspect based on his size is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack. If there is still no news within seventy-two hours, I hope
You have to be mentally prepared for the worst."
In seventy-two hours, too many unpredictable things can happen.
If you can't find it back, it's very likely that you will spend the rest of your life...
The night was deep and heavy, and everything was silent.
In City A at night, the neon lights are shining, the bright and blurry lights complement the stars in the sky, spreading out towards the sky...
Such a night is luxurious and intoxicating.
But when it fell into Mu Wanqing's eyes, they were so dim, cold and melancholy.
She was like a walking corpse without any consciousness, expressionless, soulless, walking alone.
Her eyes were filled with darkness.
My brain was even more dizzy.
She was so confused that she didn't know how far she had walked, and she didn't know where she was going to find her son.
She just walked like that, aimlessly.
With disheveled clothes and messy hair, she wandered every street in City A at midnight, like a homeless ghost.
Regardless of day or night, the downtown square is always bustling with people coming and going.
A huge LED on a building, after a brief perfume advertisement, immediately switched to current affairs news. The content of the news was nothing, it was Officer Yang who had just successfully cracked a child trafficking ring.
Mu Wanqing paused and turned her head to look quietly.
"These scum should be shot."
"Yes!!! It's so disgusting, so sinful that you deserve to die!!! In order to pursue profits, you don't care about the happiness and sorrow of other people's families. I curse the children of such wicked people to be abducted in the future."
Passers-by who had just watched the movie and came out of the theater started to angrily curse after reading the news.
"It is a blessing among misfortunes to be able to find the child safely. Did you read a news report a few days ago? It was also a case of child abduction. That child was not so lucky. The traffickers thought he was too
Noisy, I gave him sleeping pills directly, but the dosage was not controlled well, and the child died immediately. In the end, the trafficker threw his body into the river. When he was discovered, the body was chewed by fish and shrimp to a disfigurement. It was so pitiful.
"
"Yes, you are very lucky to be able to find an abducted child. Eighty percent of them cannot be found. Even if you can find them, it is just a cold corpse. Today's human beings are too
Cruel, too crazy, and too inhumane."
"..."
"..."
Mu Wanqing listened to the comments of passers-by, her thin body shivering more and more violently. Her huge tears fell rapidly.
Will her An'an also be fed sleeping pills and then brutally killed?!
What if he wakes up and is scared?! What if he can’t find his mother?! Will they beat him or hurt him?!
Mu Wanqing could not imagine what that scene would be like.
The gangsters could use drugs to stun him and carry him away. She had no doubt that they would do violence to An An.
An An was just such a small ball with soft bones, how could he withstand their beatings?!
"..." Mu Wanqing's legs were so weak that she could not stand firmly. She fell weakly to the cold ground, then covered her mouth and shouted hysterically from her throat over and over again: "An'an... An'an... An'an...
…”
Mu Wanqing took out her old and broken second-hand mobile phone with difficulty, and then... with trembling fingers that were so cold that there was no warmth at all, she dialed a mobile phone number one digit after another.
She doesn't want her son to be in trouble.
She wants her to be safe and live in peace.
He is still so young, his life has not officially begun, he has not yet felt the beauty of life, and he has not yet seen his father, who he calls softly in his dreams. He cannot leave like this, let alone disappear like this.
And, in this world, the only one who has the ability to bring An An back is...him.
The phone was connected quickly.
When she heard the familiar, mellow male voice coming from the other end of the receiver, her tears suddenly burst out uncontrollably.
Gritting her trembling teeth, she felt extremely wronged, desperate and sad, crying and begging: "Mu Fan, An An is gone, save him... I beg you, save him... Mu Fan...
