The woman's accent is basically the same as that of City A, but it seems to be because she doesn't speak often, and her throat is seriously damaged. Xingyun is not quite sure whether she is from City A or not.

The woman's appearance is medium-to-high, and the outstretched hands are long and pale, but because of the many wounds and new calluses, the beauty of those hands is greatly reduced.

Xingyun took out a small purse from the satchel, squatted down and slowly opened the purse, took out a red note from it, lowered her head as if nothing had happened, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear:

"Miss is from City A? You don't have to say anything. When you accept the money, you can twist your thumb once to say yes, and twice to say no."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, she twisted the banknotes with trembling hands.

"Abducted and sold to the countryside?"

Xingyun took out another banknote.

The woman swallowed her saliva, restrained her inner tremor, and quietly twisted the hand that took the money, and kept saying thank you in a disguised manner.

"Do you need me to call the police?"

Xingyun took out another banknote.

The woman's voice paused, and the movement of receiving the money paused.

Xing Yun raised her head, looked at the woman's fearful and hesitant eyes, and smiled clearly.

She let go of her hand, shoved the banknotes into the woman's hand, and quickly got up and returned to her place.

The woman squatted for a while, still saying thank you in her mouth, until she felt the cold light on her back not far away, then got up in a hurry, bowed to Xing Yun again, and turned to look for the next guest to ask for alms. .

"Abducted?"

Shaohan raised his eyes and looked at the man who had been staring at the girl's back, his eyes were greedy and evil, his blue eyes that were as clear as ice floes were suddenly as deep as the deep sea.

Hearing Shaohan's deliberately lowered voice, Xing Yun raised her eyes and glanced at him.

Then nodded.

"Can you help?"

Xingyun shook her head, picked up a candy in her hand and peeled it off, holding the candy with her fair fingertips, bowed her head slightly, and took it in.

"She should already have concerns. Besides, she has failed to escape too many times, and she has lost confidence."

There must be more than the man who threatened the woman on the train. They are likely to be a gang. If they just called the police and caught these people on the train, the others would continue to make waves, and they would be more vigilant and careful because of the alarm.

This will only leave more girls victimized and without help.

Xingyun put the toffee in her mouth against her cheek, and suddenly got up and sat next to Shaohan.

The scent of the girl's fragrance filled Shaohan's nose instantly, and the smell of smoke and sweat in the train was suppressed.

Shaohan looked down at the girl beside him.

The girl was holding toffee, her white and pink cheeks were bulging, like a small hamster eating, but her expression was serious, and she was calmly observing the people on the train just now.

"Shaohan."

The girl's soft voice whispered in Shaohan's ear, Shaohan lowered his eyes, the top of the girl's jet-black hair was at his chin, a short distance away.

"Um?"

Hearing the response, Xingyun lowered her voice again, peeled off a candy and fed it to Shaohan's lips, pretending to be affectionate.

The toffee in his mouth was just finished, and Shaohan subconsciously put the toffee on the girl's fingertips.

"How many years is the sentence for trafficking in women?"

Hearing the girl's low and soft voice, Shaohan unconsciously lowered his voice and replied subconsciously:

"Five to ten years imprisonment."