roccoschili Chapter 276 Kidnapper
Chapter 276 Kidnapper
Holding up their own small dough figurines, the children chattered non-stop. Each of them said that his dough figurine looked most like him, and they argued endlessly about it. Seeing them like this, Song Dazhuang reminded the children not to just argue, but to pay attention to the road, follow the adults closely, and don't get lost.
Song Chunlin was also among them. He also bought himself a pair of clay figurines, one made in his own image, and the other was Gu Fengyue, which was made by the boss based on his dictation.
Holding his pair of clay figurines happily, Song Chunlin walked behind the children. His mental power was always entangled with his younger brothers and sisters, thinking that these people must not be lost. Even if they were lost, no one could lose them.
However, it was too early to say this. In the blink of an eye, Song Yuanyuan was carried away by a pair of big hands in the crowd. Song Chunming was quick to grab his sister's feet. Song Chunxiao liked to stick to his third brother the most, so he subconsciously turned his head to look at Song Chunming's hand. From his sight, he could only see what Song Chunming was holding. That person moved very quickly, and they had accomplices.
When the accomplice saw that he was discovered, he decided to go all out and took away Song Chunming and Song Chunxiao as well. The two children had red lips and white teeth, especially the younger one, who had a chubby face and looked particularly cute. They should be able to fetch a good price.
In fact, these people have been secretly observing the Song family for a long time. In their family, only the Song Dazhuang brothers and Song Chunsheng are considered strong laborers. The rest are women and children. There are a lot of children. They also have to take care of a blind person and a disabled person with a broken leg. If Song Manman had not been held in Song Dahao's arms all the time, they would have wanted to snatch Song Manman away as well, because she was the youngest and the easiest to sell.
But it was not bad to be able to grab one. Song Yuanyuan inherited the advantages of both Song Dazhuang and his wife, and she was taken care of very well by the Song family. She had round cheeks and big eyes. In order to go out today, she changed into a new set of clothes. It was a water-red silk skirt made for her by the Song family with fine cotton cloth. She tied two little buns on her head with a headband of the same color, making her as cute as a doll in a New Year picture.
Song Chunlin noticed it when Song Yuanyuan and Song Chunming were taken away. Naturally, the Song family members who had been keeping an eye on the children also noticed it. What Song Chunlin didn't expect was that Dabao thought it was some kind of game and followed them out of curiosity.
How could he just follow the human traffickers so innocently?
Song Chunlin felt a headache. Grandpa Song anxiously asked Song Chunlin what to do. Song Chunlin signaled everyone to stay calm.
"Grandpa, little grandpa, don't worry. Dabao is following us. They will be fine. Let's go over there first. Every intersection is guarded by people from the Household Registration Office and Jingzhao Prefecture. Go and report to those yamen runners first. Since these people dare to fish in troubled waters here, who knows how many children they have kidnapped behind their backs. I will follow them later. When I find their lair, I will notify you to arrest them."
Song A-mo was a little worried and confused: "Is this okay? I heard that those who beat the beggars are very cruel. In order to stop the children from making noises, they even feed them medicine. What if something bad happens to them after taking medicine?"
Seeing that he was so anxious, Song Chunlin could only try his best to comfort them and repeatedly assured them that he would be able to bring back all the children.
Song Chunlin simply took them to the place where the yamen runners were on duty. At first, the yamen runners thought they wanted to ask for directions, but when they heard that a child was lost, their faces suddenly became serious.
A younger yamen runner told the Song family to be patient and that they would send someone to look for them. He also stopped Song Chunlin from wanting to follow them himself.
"How can you go and look for it by yourself? It's too dangerous. You might even get yourself into trouble."
Song Chunlin said that it was not necessary: "Don't worry, I'll be back soon, Dad, wait for my news."
When the yamen runners saw him disappear into the crowd like a loach, they were so angry that they beat their chests and stamped their feet, pointing in the direction where Song Chunlin left and scolding the Song family members:
"Are you just going to let a young man like him take the risk alone? There are so many people on the road. The beggars would have run away long ago. How could he possibly find him?" The bailiff said this with great sorrow, as if he had already seen Song Chunlin being captured by that group of people and then sold to a remote town. If he was lucky, he could be sold to a rich family as a concubine. If he was unlucky, he could only be sold to a small restaurant for sex trade.
However, these human traffickers who dare to snatch people in the street are never good guys. Few children who have passed through their hands have a good ending. During the drought in the early years, human life was worthless. In recent years, the economy has improved and children have become more precious. This group of human traffickers have emerged to snatch people everywhere. Even in this place, they have received many cases of missing children in the past two months, but many of them have been left unresolved.
The yamen runners all shook their heads and sighed. Someone even asked Song Dazhuang, "Why didn't you stop him? What could a young man like him do?"
Song Dazhuang didn't like what he said, and Grandpa Song and the others didn't like it even more. Song Chunsheng frowned and retorted loudly: "My brother can even kill barbarians, what can a few kidnappers do to him?"
The young bailiff sneered, "Him? How can that little guy kill a barbarian? A single punch from a barbarian would be enough to kill him."
"No, Chunlin is very powerful. He can kill thousands of barbarians by himself. He is much stronger than you useless guys who can't even catch a kidnapper." Li Gensheng said this with his chin raised high, very proud.
Seeing how confident they were, the yamen runners were about to laugh at them, but then they seemed to have thought of something, so they put away their mocking expressions and asked the Song family members carefully, "May I ask your names, and who was the one just now..."
Song Dazhuang waved his hand and said, "Our surname is Song. The one who chased the man just now was my son Chunlin. Perhaps you have heard of his other name - the Protector of the Nation Sharpshooter."
"Hiss~" the yamen runners gasped. It was over. They had hit a wall this time.
Song Chunlin had no idea that Song Dazhuang and the others were making fun of him. He was moving forward with his mental power, and he did not forget to call Dabao in his mind. However, Dabao did not respond. Song Chunlin used his mental power to check and almost fainted on the spot. Not only did this guy follow the human traffickers foolishly, he also did not forget to talk to them. The human trafficker did not expect that there would be someone so naive. For the goods delivered to his door, of course he would accept them.
So on the first day Dabao went shopping, he was caught by human traffickers and locked up.
Looking at the closed door, Dabao knocked on the door in confusion and asked them why they locked them up.
Song Chunming was completely speechless. He went over and covered Dabao's mouth, signaling him not to scream anymore.
"Why can't we yell? Aren't we playing a game? What kind of game can we play if we're locked in a room?"
Faced with Dabao's sincere question, Song Chunming felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. Where on earth did Uncle Lu find such a nephew? Doesn't he have any common sense?
Lian Song Chunxiao knew that their current situation was very dangerous. From the moment he came in until now, he had been subconsciously holding Song Yuanyuan tightly. The little girl was only frightened when she was taken away at the beginning. At other times, she might have seen her brothers around her, so she was not afraid now. She looked around the room in front of her and the children in the room with curiosity with her big eyes.
Dabao didn’t know what a kidnapper was. To him, no one in this world could really hurt him, so he was the most relaxed and walked around the house looking left and right without any psychological burden.
Perhaps because they did not make any noise, the trafficker did not feed them medicine, but most of the other children were fed medicine. There were more than 20 children sitting in a mess in the small room, most of them were sleeping, and the rest were huddled in the corner, sobbing softly or drowsy and unconscious.
Dabao saw that something was wrong with them and finally realized that something bad might have happened to them.
He instinctively wanted to enter the space to get the spiritual spring water for these children. When he entered the space, he saw the message left by Song Chunlin, which meant that he should not act rashly and wait until he brought people to take out the gun from the space to kill the human traffickers.
Dabao knows how to use a gun. It was Song Chunlin who taught him. However, there is no point in playing with guns in the space. Dabao just practiced a few times. Now Song Chunlin asked him to use a gun to shoot the human traffickers. He pretended to take something out of his pocket, and then he took out a small silver pistol.
Song Chunming, who was sitting next to him, watched with a twitching mouth as the other party took out a pistol that was obviously several times bigger than his pocket from his small pocket. The style and material of that thing were very similar to the things his second brother occasionally took out, both of which were shining silver.
Seeing all this, Song Chunlin also covered his face, thinking to himself, you should at least stay away from people, now he is completely exposed.
Dabao didn't know all this. He was still fiddling with his pistol. After loading it with bullets, he thought for a moment and pretended to put it in his pocket.
Little Song Yuanyuan opened her eyes wide as she watched her new brother perform magic tricks, her little mouth opening into an O shape.
The traffickers outside were still drinking and celebrating: "This deal was done well, a beautiful young girl, and three young men. Although they are a little older, they are all good-looking. Send them to the brothel for training for a while, and they can still receive customers."
"It's still more promising to follow our Brother Tiger. We have so many high-quality goods on this order, we're going to make a fortune."
The man called Brother Tiger was drunk and his face was flushed, and it seemed that he had already figured out how to spend the money he earned.
The children in the room woke up one after another, but their consciousness was still groggy. A few sobbing children seemed to be tired of crying and hungry, and their stomachs made gurgling sounds.
In order to prevent them from escaping, these human traffickers not only fed them drugs that made people sleepy, but also deprived them of food so that they would not have the strength to run.
Dabao felt sorry for them when he saw their appearance. The next moment, Song Chunming and the others' stomachs began to growl.
Before going shopping, they simply ate something in a restaurant. The children thought that the food on the street was not very delicious. In addition, they only bought dough figurines when they were shopping, and they were caught and brought here before they had walked far. The little bit of food they originally had had was digested long ago. At this moment, hearing other people's stomachs growling, they also felt hungry.
Dabao was hesitating whether to bring out some food for everyone when Song Chunlin appeared, and he opened the door in a swagger.
"Second brother!"
When the children suddenly saw their relatives, they rushed over excitedly.
Song Chunlin hugged several people and signaled them to speak in a lower voice.
"Don't talk, cooperate with your brother to do something big, okay?"
Several children immediately covered their mouths and stopped talking. Song Chunlin touched their heads with great satisfaction and asked them to find a place to hide. He would bring people to rescue them later.
Hearing that he would bring people to rescue them, the other children seemed to have regained their strength. They came over and grabbed Song Chunlin's trouser legs, begging him to save them.
"Big brother, please save us, I want to go home."
"I want to go home, too. I miss my mother and my sister, wuwuwuwu~"
When one person cries, the people around him will cry too, crying and sobbing: "I want to go home, wuwuwuwu, I'm so hungry, I won't be naughty anymore, I miss my parents so much, wuwuwuwuwuwu~"
Soon, the room was filled with crying sounds one after another. Song Chunlin's scalp tingled and he thought he was too careless. So he could only try his best to comfort the children.
"Alright, alright, stop crying. I promise you, I will bring someone to rescue you. Now all you have to do is shut up and be quiet. Don't let anyone know I've been here, or they will move you again. Then I won't be able to find you, understand?"
As Song Chunlin finished speaking, several older children had already controlled their voices. They also knew that they could not bring trouble to this older brother. If he was caught, they would never have any hope of returning home.
Seeing that everyone gradually quieted down, Song Chunlin motioned them to wait a moment, and then he went out again. Not long after, when he came back, he brought a bunch of fried chicken burgers and milk tea.
These children are very hungry as they are about to escape. Eating high-calorie food can help them replenish their strength quickly.
Looking at the dazzling array of delicacies emitting enticing aroma, the little ones couldn't stop drooling.
Song Chunlin distributed all the food, giving each person a hamburger, two fried chicken legs, and a cup of milk tea. If it wasn't enough, he had more.
The moment they got the food, the children started to gobble it up voraciously. The crispy and delicious fried chicken legs and the hot and sweet milk tea, as soon as they swallowed the food, they felt their cold hands and feet warm up.
"Big brother, this is delicious, thank you brother."
"Thank you, big brother."