Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 304 Human Traffickers Deserve to Die 49

The Northwest Branch's office building is older than expected, with peeling walls and a faucet at the end of the corridor that is always dripping.

Fortunately, although the conditions here are a bit difficult, there is still electricity and internet.

For Sirong, this was enough. As long as there was electricity and internet, nothing could truly stop her. The evil hidden in the shadows would eventually be exposed in the light of code and data.

The group of people who kidnapped her when she was a child were last seen here after they were released from prison.

Sirong didn't believe that they could mend their ways, so she took the initiative to apply to be transferred to this remote mountainous area. In addition to her duties, she also wanted to track down the whereabouts of this group of people.

The whereabouts of this group of people have been well hidden.

They seem to be deliberately avoiding all modern equipment that could leave electronic traces, and continue their shady activities in this backward area where technology has difficulty reaching.

If ordinary people wanted to find them, they might have to use the most primitive methods, step by step into the most remote villages, measure every mountain path with their feet, and observe every suspicious detail with their eyes.

But Sirong has Xiao5. When she visits, she can let Xiao5 scan the local people on a large scale, screen them one by one by comparing their faces, and quickly find their whereabouts.

Sure enough, two months after Sirong came here, traces of Brother Huzi were found in the neighboring county town.

This former human trafficker has now transformed himself into a car repair shop owner, specializing in repairing common local motorcycles and agricultural tricycles.

The dilapidated factory was filled with oily parts. Several apprentices were hammering under the scorching sun, while he sat in the shade, squinting at passers-by. The look in his eyes was exactly the same as when he was looking for "goods" in the dark alleys.

During the holiday, Sirong went to the county town.

The small county town is not big, the commercial street is only a few hundred meters long, and several shops are crowded together.

Sirong stood at the door of the grocery store opposite the auto repair shop, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the cheap lighters on the shelf, but her eyes were fixed on the hunched figure who was repairing the tire of a tricycle. The bearded man's temples were already gray, but the scar on his left eyebrow was still hideous.

She pretended to walk slowly along the street casually, and stopped in front of "Lili Barber Shop" three hundred meters away.

Under the faded neon sign, a flat-headed man was shaving a customer with a cigarette in his mouth. The woman who always wore skirts back then, now called the boss lady, was perming someone's hair in the back room.

Several people lived very cautiously. Every time they passed the surveillance camera on the street corner, Brother Beard would suddenly turn into the alley.

The flat-headed brother always holds up a black umbrella, and the woman, now known as Sister Lili, will deliberately stop in front of the camera to adjust her hair and cover her face with her fluffy curls.

They still use those old-fashioned keypad phones that can only make calls and send texts, and they don't even bother to use the internet. The store doesn't have electronic payment facilities, only cash, and the account book is handwritten, as if deliberately hiding itself in the blind spot of the digital age.

But the more cautious you are, the more obvious the flaws become.

In this small county town where even the vegetable sellers use QR codes to collect payments, their life trajectories are abnormally clean.

Sirong contacted Xiao 5 in her mind: "Monitor all their call records and text messages."

[Ok, host. 】

What surprised Sirong was that the leader of this gang, Sister Hong, lived in the city, the same city where Sirong's home was.

In the photo, the skinny old woman sitting in a wheelchair has her current address clearly marked: Room 302, Building 7, Jinxiu Garden, Linjiang City.

When Sister Hong was imprisoned, she was already quite old and was sent there for child trafficking, so her fellow inmates naturally took special care of her.

So after being released from prison, Sister Hong's lower limbs were paralyzed and she could only spend her days curled up in a wheelchair.

There is only a middle-aged woman in her 40s who takes care of her daily life. Every Wednesday and Friday afternoon, she will push Sister Hong to the pavilion in the community for a walk.

Her limp lower limbs were covered with a blanket, but her cloudy eyes were always scanning the children running in the garden.

These people's business is still going on, but their methods have become more sophisticated.

Sister Hong is still the boss of this gang. Although she is disabled, the followers around her are still loyal.

There is a private orphanage in the neighboring province with complete procedures and perfect facilities.

The stolen children would be sent there and then transferred away.

The official website photos of the "Angel's Home" orphanage show brand new dormitories, bright classrooms, and the innocent smiling faces of the children. Anyone who sees them would think that this is a formal charity organization.

However, after Xiao 5 hacked into the internal system, he retrieved records showing that there were several children who were "specially admitted" every month, with incomplete files, falsified physical examination reports, and some even had their photos synthesized in post-production.

These children are usually "adopted" within three months, with legal procedures and complete documentation, and eventually end up in impoverished mountainous areas in the northwest or isolated villages in the south. However, the registration information of the "adoptive families" is completely forged.

Although Sister Hong is disabled, she is still smart. She no longer takes action personally, but hides behind the scenes to control everything.

As for Brother Beard, Brother Flathead and Sister Lili, they now have a clear division of labor.

Huzi's auto repair shop is responsible for "transportation," using modified trucks to transport children and women. Lili's barber shop is a "liaison station," ostensibly providing haircuts, but actually a place for transactions and price negotiations.

Sirong now is no longer the three-year-old child she was back then.

This time, she did not choose to report it to her superiors, although if she captured the trafficking gang, she would definitely be awarded second-class merit.

But Sirong felt that taxpayers' money did not come from the wind, and it was a waste to use it to pay for prison food for these people.

Sirong stood on the tin roof of the abandoned factory, the night wind carrying the smell of engine oil and rust. She watched the police car roaring towards her. It was Xiaowu who had helped call the police.

The rescued women and children were placed by Sirong in the van modified by Brother Huzi.

There are also transaction records and cash transactions of several people.

In my mind, Xiao Wu's voice rang out: "Sister Hong's wheelchair positioning shows that she is in the pavilion of Jinxiu Garden."

Sirong's lips curled into a sneer. She had long anticipated that this old fox wouldn't personally participate in tonight's transaction. The law could sentence her to prison, but not the death penalty. And some of those abducted children would never be found again.

Since the law cannot give you justice, then get it yourself.