A little over an hour later, a plane took off from Haicheng Airport and would land at London Airport twelve hours later.
Before getting on the plane, Xue Chen had a lot of communication with Mr. Jiao. From Mr. Jiao's words, he had a clearer understanding of human trafficking, which was beyond his imagination.
Human trafficking is the third largest underground trade on earth after the two illegal activities of arms and drug trafficking. The technical content of human trafficking is low and there is no threshold. You can do whatever you want.
Secondly, the market demand is also large and the profits are high, which has prompted criminal acts such as human trafficking to occur every second all over the world, and Eastern Europe and Southeast Asia are the hardest hit areas.
Mr. Jiao asked so many questions about Shen Zixi's external situation before because criminals also treat the kidnapped people differently based on their "goods". Low-grade goods are usually sold to some European cities without a trace. Those brothels in Guang may also be in Southeast Asia, including countries such as the Philippines, Thailand, and Myanmar.
As for high-end goods, they will naturally be sold to higher-end customers, and the kidnapped goods will not be harmed before being sold. If the goods are damaged, the value will be greatly reduced.
After listening to what Mr. Jiao said, Xue Chen felt extremely heavy and prayed secretly, hoping that nothing unexpected would happen to Zi Xi.
He was also helpless. It would be great if he had enough time to go back. He could just push back the time to last night and change everything.
Unfortunately, there is not enough time at all. He only has less than twenty minutes in his hands now. Even if he uses the amplification ability, it will only take more than three hours at most. By then, Zi Xi has disappeared.
When the plane landed in London, it was already ten minutes in the middle of the night. He first contacted Mr. Jiao and got some not-so-good news. People from the Hongmen Court in London had already tried, but there was no good solution. Find Zixi.
"There are too many complicated forces in London. Although our people have some influence there, they are not very powerful. If it is a political or business matter, it may be okay. After all, we are making clean money, and we are not the same as those who are in power. There is still a difference between rats in dark ditches, and we don’t have much contact with them on weekdays. It can even be said that they are on two levels. I’m sorry.”
There is no good news from Wu Yue. He has contacted people from the embassy and promised to urge the London police to find the missing people. However, everything has to go through a process and will take a lot of time.
And now, it has been twenty-four hours since Shen Zixi disappeared. Too many things can happen in one day and one night.
Xue Chen was not in the mood to take a closer look at the city's airport and the surrounding scenes. After leaving the airport, he got into a taxi and called Shen Zixi's female classmate in London named Li Chunsi. , he wants to meet this woman and understand some things face to face.
This woman obviously didn't expect Xue Chen to arrive in London so quickly. After hesitating for a moment, she gave him an address.
Xue Chen told the driver the address. After the car started, he glanced out the window and thought that Zi Xi had finally taken a taxi and then disappeared. He looked at the driver and said, "A woman of mine My friend disappeared on the way back to the hotel after taking a taxi, can you provide me with some help?"
As he spoke, he already had an extra wad of money in his hand, but it was not euros or pounds, but dollars. He came in a hurry and had no time to get some euros and pounds.
The driver glanced back through the mirror above the windshield. When he saw the thick stack of dollars in Xue Chen's hand, his eyes showed desire, but also entanglement and hesitation.
Seeing this scene, Xue Chen's mind moved and he thought, could it be that this driver really knew some information, and instead of adding more money or saying nice things, he directly used his mind-reading ability.
"The girl is missing? It must be the work of those bastards from the east and north..."
The driver's inner thoughts were relatively simple. He roughly knew that it might be done by illegal organizations and had heard about it. He wanted to get the money from Xue Chen, but he was worried about retaliation if the matter was leaked.
After understanding this, Xue Chen directly took the money back without saying anything.
About half an hour later, the taxi stopped. After some communication, Xue Chen finally met Shen Zixi’s college classmate Li Chunsi at the door of a 24-hour restaurant. With her was a girl with a high nose. The white man seemed to be her husband.
"I heard Zi Xi mentioned you and said you were a very good friend of hers. I didn't expect you to arrive in London so soon. It seems that Zi Xi was right." Li Sichun looked slightly haggard and whispered. .
Xue Chen didn't have time to say that there was no use in writing like this. He asked her directly if there had been any new progress or news in the past so long. What she got was a shake of the head and denial.
Xue Chen turned around and left.
"Where are you going, Mr. Xue?" Li Chunsi called hurriedly.
"I heard that it might be the underground organizations among the immigrants in east and north London." Xue Chen turned around and replied.
"Oh, no, no, sir, you'd better not go there at night. It's too dangerous, and you're alone. I think we'd better communicate with the police..." the white man hurriedly advised.
"No need." Xue Chen stopped a taxi on the side of the road, got into the car, took a deep breath, took out a few hundred-dollar bills and threw them on the passenger seat, and said to the driver. , "To the most chaotic and unsafe places in east and north London."
The driver glanced at Xue Chen in panic, and then at the few U.S. dollars. He took them in his hand and carefully checked whether they were genuine or not. Then he started the car without saying anything.
The restaurant we met just now is in the southwest of London, which is the so-called wealthy area. As the car drives, you can clearly feel that the surrounding buildings are starting to become a little old and low, the road surface is obviously becoming a little uneven, and the lights are also dim. It started to become sparse, and most of the pedestrians on the road were walking in a hurry.
Finally, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a bar. As soon as Xue Chen got out of the car, the taxi sped away.
Xue Chen also felt that the driver was quite conscientious. It seemed that this was indeed not a very safe area. Two men had just walked out of the bar, one white and one black. They could already feel the two men looking at him. Not a good person.
He walked straight to the door of the bar and was stopped by two men with "I am not a good guy" written on their foreheads.
The two people looked at Xue Chen with interesting expressions. The tall white man curled his lips and said, "Hey, cutie, I think you must be lost."
Without any warning, the slightly shorter black man reached into Xue Chen's pocket, obviously trying to steal money.
Just as Xue Chen slapped the hand away, the white man had already lifted his shirt, revealing a pistol on his waist. The meaning of the threat was already clear.
After looking at these two people, Xue Chen touched his chin and said in Chinese: "Since you two came to the door by yourself, it's just you two. I hope to know some useful information."
After a while, Xue Chen appeared in a nearby alley that was not illuminated by street lights. The smell in the alley was very bad, full of the smell of defecation. In front of him, the two people who were standing just now had already fallen down.
Both of them were groaning, twisting their bodies in pain, and muttering some obscene words.
"A friend of mine has disappeared. Now, I want to inquire about the news from you two..." Xue Chen squatted down and briefly described the circumstances of Shen Zixi's disappearance to these two people, and then asked them if they knew Some useful news.
The white man turned his head with an angry expression on his face. He first cursed a few unpleasant words, and then said viciously: "Is your girlfriend? That's great. You'll never see her again, maybe." A few years later, you will see her in an underground brothel in a certain country, covered with viruses and extremely miserable..."
Click.
Xue Chen put a hand on the white man's shoulder, and then used his palm with force to break the white man's collarbone!
The white man suddenly screamed and cursed loudly and rolled on the ground in pain.
Xue Chen turned his attention to the stunned black man who was watching aside: "Now it's your turn. If you don't want to break a few bones..." He didn't use his mind-reading ability because his mind-reading ability has its limits. Unlike wasting it on these two people, I used it once on the taxi driver when I got off the plane. It was also because I was too impatient at the time and didn't think carefully.
Seeing that the black man didn't speak, Xue Chen felt that what he had just done might have been too elegant and not enough to intimidate, so he turned his hands and a slender knife appeared in his hand.
"I don't know, and Custer has something you need to know." The black man swallowed and whispered.
"Custer, who is it?"
A few minutes later, Xue Chen walked out of the alley alone and returned to the bar. Contrary to the deserted street, the bar was unexpectedly lively. Under the dim lights, it was filled with the smell of sweat, cigarettes and Dozens of people were dancing wildly on the dance floor that smelled of inferior perfume, and there were more people sitting around tables drinking and laughing.
He casually grabbed a waiter who was responsible for pouring wine and asked where Custer was. After looking at the direction the waiter was subconsciously looking, he easily found the person and walked over with no expression on his face.
Tonight, before dawn, he must find Shen Zixi! (To be continued)