What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

The woman was being choked and couldn't breathe, her hands scratching back and forth on Lin Chang'an's arm.

Seeing that it was about time, Lin Chang'an released his grip and looked at the other person coldly.

The woman was still terrified, panting heavily, "No... I'm not lying to you, really..."

Lin Chang'an observed the other person's expression, then his fingers flew across the keyboard, sending the text message.

"When do you usually expect a reply after you've made contact?"

The woman patted her chest and said cautiously, "It might take a few minutes to get a reply, or it might take a whole day."

Lin Chang'an pondered for a moment, then stood up, his eyes glancing at the corner of the wall.

Ah Biao, whom he had kicked to the ground, was nowhere to be seen.

They must have sneaked away in the dark.

But so be it, finding this kid shouldn't be too difficult.

Moreover, I didn't hold back just now, so this kid must have broken at least a few ribs and won't be able to run very far.

We can deal with him later once this is over.

"Hey buddy, look, I've cooperated with you, can we go now?"

The woman helped the man up and said cautiously.

Do you think you can walk?

Lin Chang'an was amused by the woman's words.

Upon hearing this, the woman's legs went weak, and the two of them collapsed to the ground again.

He started crying and begging for his parents.

"cry?"

The baby in Lin Chang'an's arms seemed to be frightened by the crying, and made some slight sobs.

He shook the swaddling clothes and said coldly to the woman, "If you cry again, I'll cut out your tongue."

Upon hearing this, the woman immediately covered her mouth and trembled uncontrollably.

A short while later, my phone vibrated.

Lin Chang'an glanced at it; it was a text message from an unknown number.

Fifteen thousand.

Lin Chang'an showed his phone to the woman.

The woman squinted her eyes, nodded, and said tremblingly, "It's Aunt Mei."

"Arrange to meet her," Lin Chang'an said.

"Okay, I'll call her."

The woman dared not disobey at this point, so she nodded, wiped her nose, and reached for her phone.

Lin Chang'an tossed her the phone: "Don't let her notice anything amiss, otherwise..."

"I know, I know..."

The woman picked up the phone, composed herself, and tried to remain calm.

But she was no longer the same as usual; her voice was trembling.

Lin Chang'an knew that these human traffickers were very cautious, and even the slightest abnormality could alert them.

Given the woman's current voice and demeanor, it's difficult to guarantee that Aunt Mei on the other side wouldn't notice.

"I'll let you go if you help me find Aunt Mei."

Lin Chang'an spoke up.

"Are you telling the truth?" The man on the ground, who was drawing in the cold air, spoke first.

"Really," Lin Chang'an said.

The man swallowed hard, then slapped the woman's chin and shouted, "Stop crying! It's like a funeral! Contact Aunt Mei right now!"

The woman looked at Lin Chang'an, clearly wondering whether what he said was true or false.

But at this point, they had no choice but to believe what the man on the other side said.

They were genuinely afraid that the man would stab them.

He let out a few long breaths.

The woman composed herself, and after a few minutes, feeling calmer, she held her phone up to her face and dialed a number.

The call was answered shortly afterward.

The woman pressed the speakerphone button.

A slightly hoarse female voice came from the other side, sounding a little breathless.

"explain."

The woman swallowed hard. "Sister Mei, our fellow villager almost lost her life giving birth to this child. Could you give us a little more for the nutritional supplements this time?"

Lin Chang'an stared at the human trafficker who was making up lies as soon as he opened his mouth, remaining silent and indifferent.

There was a moment of silence on the other end: "What does this have to do with me?"

The woman's displeasure stemmed not from Aunt Mei's words, but from the cold smile on Lin Chang'an's face.

But she still chuckled dryly twice, "Alright then, how will the handover proceed this time?"

The person on the other end hesitated for a moment, then said, "Call me when you arrive at Ganggu Village, Fangtang Town."

"good!"

The woman had barely said "okay" when the phone was hung up.

The man trafficker said, "We've made contact with the person now, can we go?"

Lin Chang'an said, "I said I'd let you go once I found the person. Where is Ganggu Village in Fangtang Town?"

The male and female human traffickers exchanged a glance and sighed.

"It's more than 50 miles from here."

"Let's go then!"

…………

The air was damp, and the streets were sticky.

The urban village was bustling with activity, and the narrow streets were packed with people.

A fat man with greasy hair stumbled along the street, his eyes lifeless, muttering to himself.

"My son, my son, I want to see my son."

Her voice was high-pitched, like a woman's.

It was a place where all sorts of people mingled and there was a lot of fighting and commotion, so no one paid him any attention.

The fat man stumbled along the road like a drunkard, walking unsteadily, and soon passed through the most bustling part of the urban village.

After crossing two streets, we arrived at the entrance of a multi-story building.

The door was tightly shut. He seemed to have no strength left, slumped against the door, and pounded on it forcefully.

The sound of banging on the door echoed through the street.

This immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the people inside the house, and an old woman's voice came from the window.

"Slap slap slap, are you trying to kill me? How noisy!"

The fat man continued banging on the door, ignoring everything, and didn't answer.

"It's the worst luck to rent a place to people like you. It's not like I didn't give you the keys."

The old woman got up and dressed, grumbling and cursing.

"Stop banging, you're asking for trouble..."

The knocking on the door never stopped.

The old woman continued to curse. She walked to the door, opened it, and froze.

In the dim light, a greasy fat man who had been leaning against the door fell to the ground with a thud as soon as the door opened.

The fat man struggled to get up, but he couldn't manage it no matter how many times he tried.

The old woman was startled and her voice trembled.

“Who…who are you?”

The fat man seemed too weak to answer, and crawled forward on the ground like a spider, using both his hands and feet.

"Hey, you drunkard, get out of here."

The old woman realized the fat man was a stranger and not one of her tenants, so she asked him to leave.

But her words were no different from farting; the fat man not only ignored them but also climbed up the stairs.

The strange movement made the old woman shudder.

"I'm talking to you, you loser, get out of here right now!"

Although the scene chilled her to the bone, she still adopted the air of the master, hands on her hips, and angrily retorted.

At this moment, the fat man seemed to finally hear what the old woman said. He stopped crawling on all fours and turned his head to look in this direction.

In the dim light, the old woman couldn't see the other person's face, but she could feel that the other person's eyes were looking at her, and those eyes seemed to be hostile.

The old woman took a step back and said tremblingly, "Um...you've gone to the wrong place."

The fat man seemed to answer, but then again, he didn't.

The old woman only heard a series of gurgling sounds from the fat man, but she couldn't make it out clearly.

"What did you say?"

The old woman frowned and took two steps forward.

Before she could hear what the fat man said, she saw him suddenly turn around in the stairwell and run towards her on all fours.

Extremely fast.