It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Director Guan promised the victims that he would bring all the perpetrators to justice, and even after they were released, he never stopped searching for evidence.

In addition, He Bing, Lin Mu, and Zhang Kui, who knowingly broke the law, were guilty of an even more serious crime and were executed immediately.

For the remaining victims who were not fully conscious, Director Guan also published information in the newspaper seeking their families.

In addition, Director Guan also reported on the two cases: the massacre at Jiazigou and the rescue of several trafficked victims.

As a result, a full-scale investigation was launched to track down the perpetrator and to properly resettle the victims.

As for the issue of human trafficking, it wasn't even mentioned.

Director Guan slammed his hand on the table. Sure enough, no matter the era or position, there are always some underworld figures.

Unable to move, I sat down in the chair and gave a self-deprecating laugh. I knew it all along, didn't I?

Instead of getting angry, we should find evidence to kick these bastards back to their hometown.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

A knock sounded on the door, and Director Guan sat up straight. "Come in."

A subordinate walked in and said, "Director, an elderly comrade surnamed Nie has come in and says he is a good friend of yours."

Upon hearing this, Director Guan stood up from his chair, placed his hands on the table, and said excitedly, "Please come in quickly!"

The subordinate turned and went out, returning less than a minute later with an older colleague.

Director Guan was standing at the door when his subordinates came to pick up the people.

Upon seeing the approaching person from afar, he strode forward, grasped the old man's hand firmly, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

Upon seeing his old friend's full head of white hair, he paused, his eyes slightly reddening.

"Brother Nie, you..."

The old man withdrew his hand and raised it slightly. "Let's talk in your office."

Director Guan said "good" several times and led the old man into his office.

After his subordinates brewed tea and left, Director Guan's throat moved, but looking at his old friend, he couldn't bring himself to say anything.

The old man's expression was cold and stern, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. "What are you stammering about? Before we came, didn't you tell me to be mentally prepared?"

"Go ahead and say it! I'm mentally prepared!"

Since his old friend had said so, Director Guan then recounted the Jiazigou massacre and the discovery of the abducted victims.

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An hour later, the old man left the police station with a calm expression and steady steps.

But the moment he returned to the guesthouse, the facade he maintained in public crumbled.

She knelt on the ground, covered her face, and wept.

Because he was worried, Director Guan, who had been following the door, heard crying coming from inside. He turned around, went downstairs to make a phone call, and then went back upstairs.

He didn't knock, he just sat outside the door. At this moment, his old friend certainly didn't want anyone to see his vulnerable side.

When the crying inside gradually subsided and footsteps could be heard, he used the speed he had when he was twenty to quickly hide to the side.

The door opened, and he saw his old friend come out carrying a washbasin and a towel.

This is to fetch water to wash my face.

Director Guan breathed a sigh of relief. He knew his old friend's personality well; he had finally cheered him up.

As he thought of something, a hint of worry appeared on his face.

Hopefully, my old friend won't do anything extreme in order to get revenge.

……

Yun Li rested in the space for a month and finally gained some weight.

She ran two laps and jumped around a bit, and she was very satisfied with her current state.

It's time to go out and wipe out those filthy bloodlines.

For the past month, things have been calm outside, and even in Menzhong County, people have started to talk less about the massacre at Jiazigou.

Yun left the space on a mountain near Jiazigou, which is the same location where she entered the space last time.

It took more than an hour to reach Menzhong County. At nine o'clock in the morning, there were only a few people on the desolate streets.

The whole street was gray and gloomy, the only bright spot being the slogans written on the walls.

People's faces were all sallow, and almost none of them had fair skin.

This was Yun Li's first time on the streets of this era. Before, she had been imprisoned in Jiazigou and had no idea what the outside world was like.

Now that I see it, I feel a strange unease; it's even poorer than I imagined.

It's hard to imagine that this is a county town.

"Little girl, here's a sweet potato for you."

Just as Yun Li was observing her surroundings, someone suddenly spoke to her from beside her.

Coming to his senses, he looked at the woman in front of him who was carrying a basket, bending over, and holding a sweet potato the size of a fist in her hand.

Beside the woman was a girl timidly tugging at her clothes, secretly glancing at Yun Li.

The woman had just noticed that the child was incredibly thin and had lifeless eyes; it was clear that he was not doing well.

On a whim, she took out a sweet potato that she had just brought back from her parents' home in the countryside after a tantrum.

Seeing that she had come to her senses and was still in a daze, the woman stuffed a sweet potato into her hand.

"Child, take this home and cook it."

Yun Li subconsciously opened her arms to hug the not-so-large sweet potato, her cool eyes fixed on the woman as she said thank you.

The woman was a widow with a child. In order to protect herself and her daughter, she had to become a shrew and an unreasonable person.

She successfully became known to everyone as a shrew, a tough nut to crack, and someone no one dared to mess with.

Nobody liked her.

Having rarely been thanked, he was so happy that he was almost at a loss for words.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's just a sweet potato."

The woman pulled the girl away, her steps appearing somewhat light.

"Mother, why are we giving our food rations to others?"

The little girl was seven years old, and her eyes looked particularly large on her slender face.

The woman touched the top of her daughter's head with her rough hands without saying a word.

Why?

She didn't know, she only knew that seeing that girl so thin that she was practically skin and bones made her feel bad.

Offering a sweet potato was just a subconscious act.

The little girl didn't get a reply from her mother, so she turned around and looked back, just in time to see Yun Li looking at her as well.

After pausing for two seconds, she smiled at her.

Yun Li didn't respond, just watched the mother and daughter walk into the alley without expression before turning her gaze away.

He glanced down at the sweet potato in his hand, then walked indifferently towards the road outside the county town.

Once outside the county town and in the suburbs, he put the sweet potato he was holding into his spatial storage, and a drop of blood appeared on his palm.

With a slight thought, the drop of blood floated up and moved in one direction.

Looking at the straight road in the distance, Yun Li put away the drop of blood again and walked towards the end of the road with her thin, short legs.

Menzhong County is located in the most remote county in D city, more than 200 kilometers away from the city center, and there is only one bus every two days.

The bus has already left at this time today.

However, even if the bus hadn't left yet, Yun Li wouldn't choose to take it, for two reasons.

Firstly, she was too young and extremely thin, so people were afraid of asking her all sorts of questions, and they even forbade her to ride in the car alone.

Secondly, she lacks the world's currency for transactions.

When he killed the people of Jiazi Village, he was only thinking about revenge and didn't even think about collecting the world's currency.

Another point is that she doesn't recognize the world's currency.

But for her, walking wasn't a big deal; she didn't have to interact with people, and being alone was actually quite peaceful.