A group of people came to a small hotel, opened a room, and returned to the room under the suspicious eyes of the front desk staff.

The dislocated arms of the Guos were bone-set and recovered, and then they were tied to a chair, unable to move.

As the duration of the medicine expired, Kong Minxin, who was delirious, returned to normal, staring blankly at the two bound people.

Surprised and happy in my heart, a thin layer of mist formed in my eyes, sniffling and sobbing in a low voice.

Yan Zhixu checked the room and found no pinhole cameras peeping at it, and people who stepped out of the room and outside the barrier could not eavesdrop.

Then she and Fu Shimo took chairs and sat in front of the Guo couple.

"You...what do you need our husband and wife to do? I...we will do our best to get things done."

Uncle Guo looked around, sitting in an unfamiliar environment, and his body was tied and unable to move, and he was vaguely uneasy.

Shouldn't the police break in the next second and take them away?

Seeing his worry, Yan Zhixu leaned back on the chair, licking his upper molars with his tongue, his face full of interest.

She admired the unease of the couple with interest, her slender eyebrows raised, "Don't worry, the police won't come."

Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo breathed a sigh of relief, and their tightly hanging hearts slowly returned to their original positions.

"Explain, where is the village that buys and sells women and organizes illegal prostitution and prostitution, and how do you usually deliver it?"

Fu Shimo took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his white coat, rubbed the screen with his slender fingers, and then turned on the recording function.

Obscene words spit out from his mouth, and the handwriting is cold and cold, which will not cause people to have the slightest evil thoughts and delusions.

Aunt Guo hesitated, hesitating, and her suspicious eyes fell on the two of them, "This... this... why are you asking this..."

Could it be that they were secretly collecting evidence and sending their husband and wife to prison immediately.

Yan Zhixu raised his long, slender legs, his left leg rested on his right leg, and Erlang's legs were raised lazily.

She sat lazily, "Tell me the truth or be arrested by the police immediately, choose one."

Hearing this, the expressions on Guo's couple's faces kept changing unpredictably, hesitating and making it hard to make up their minds.

"..."

Kong Minxin sat quietly beside him, not daring to make a sound to disturb the interrogation.

Looking at Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu who saved him, he was grateful.

The room was silent, and you could clearly hear the beating of your own heart.

Time passed bit by bit, and the two were struggling in their hearts. After a long time, Aunt Guo took a deep breath.

The voice was faint, falling into memory, "That is a very backward small village in the next mountain, its name is Lotus Village."

"The economic conditions in the village are not good, and it is commonplace to prefer sons to daughters in the village. Because the conditions are too poor, no one wants to marry them, so over time they began to buy and sell girls to pass on the lineage."

"Girls with higher education and outstanding looks can sell for 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, while ordinary ones may sell for more than 10,000 or even 8,000 or 9,000 yuan."

"In the beginning, people in the village just bought and sold women to give birth to sons, but then a man surnamed Huang built a house, bought abducted people from our husband and wife, and organized prostitution. He has a good network and often opens The big bosses of luxury cars and officials came to visit the business.”

"There are those big men behind the back and sweeping the tail, so our husband and wife are more reckless when it comes to abducting and selling people."

...

Aunt Guo was still chattering, and the words that came out of her mouth were outrageous and shuddered.

Lotus Village has a beautiful name, but the village is full of filth.