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Hearing this, Du Ruo wanted to turn around and go back to the hotel and leave tomorrow, but looking at the luggage beside her, Du Ruo thought about it and got on the train.

The conductor led Du Ruo to the third-class carriage, and as soon as he entered, Du Ruo smelled a strong smell of sweat.

Many people crowded the aisle, luggage and people were piled together, it was impossible to get through.

The train attendant lost the gentleness and politeness he showed to the customers in the first-class carriage, and pulled out his walking stick with a grim face, yelling loudly while waving the stick in his hand,
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Du Ruo hurriedly stopped him, "Don't hit anyone!"

The honest people quickly gave way, Du Ruo felt very embarrassed, walked through the aisle, and sat down in an empty seat.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was sitting next to her. When she saw Du Ruo, she gave Du Ruo a kind smile.

Du Ruo also smiled back.

Du Ruo is well dressed and has an outstanding temperament. She doesn't fit in with the people in the carriage, causing many people in the carriage to look at her, and several men look at each other, looking at Du Ruo with extreme greed.

Du Ruo turned a blind eye to the gazes around him.

"Excuse me, are you from the capital?"

Du Ruo looked sideways at the girl sitting next to her, and saw that the girl was wearing two braids, a blue slanted blouse on the upper body, and a long black skirt on the lower body. She was dressed as a student, and she looked pretty. lovely.

Du Ruo smiled and shook her head, "Not really."

The girl smiled apologetically, and began to introduce herself, "My name is Qu Ling, and I go to school in Beijing."

"This is my nanny, Mama Sun."

Du Ruo nodded to the woman sitting next to the girl. The woman was a bit reserved, with an honest face and a simple and honest temper.

Qu Ling, "What does sister do in the capital?"

Du Ruo said with a smile, "I sing Peking Opera."

"Wow!" Qu Ling looked at Du Ruo with bright eyes, and asked Du Ruo enthusiastically, "Is my sister a Danjiao?"

Du Ruo shook his head, "Sing old man!"

While the two were chatting, a weak child voice suddenly sounded beside Du Ruo, "My kind lady, please help me, save me."

Du Ruo turned her head and saw a four or five year old boy with a pale face looking at her pleadingly.

The little boy has hair and a small body, wearing a ripped jacket with holes in it. His bare arms and legs are skinny. The most important thing is the little boy's bare right arm, which seems to have been scalded by boiling water. There were densely packed blisters, some of which had burst, with pus oozing out of them, and an unpleasant smell.

The little boy's lower lip was bloody, as if he had been bitten by his own teeth, and his mental state was very bad.

Du Ruo frowned, looked at the little boy, and asked, "Are you alone?"

How did such a small child get on the train alone?

"No," the little boy bowed his head.

"Good-hearted man, this is my grandson," a gray-haired old man about 50 years old suddenly said. The old man was wearing black and shabby clothes, his face was wrinkled, and his face was honest. He seemed afraid to look directly into Du Ruo's eyes. stammer.

"My dear lady," said the old man pitifully, rubbing his tears,
"It's all my fault. It's my fault. I didn't take good care of this child and let this child accidentally burn his arm. We sneaked on the train. I have no money with me, so I can't see a doctor for this child."

"My kind lady, please, please save my grandson!"

Du Ruo glanced at the old man and remained silent.

Qu Ling, who was sitting next to Du Ruo, couldn't help shedding tears when she saw the little boy's miserable condition. She stood up quickly and said to Sun Mama beside her,
"Mother Sun, give me a few dollars."

Mother Sun said with some embarrassment, "Miss, we don't bring much money!"

Qu Ling gritted her teeth, "It's okay, I will eat a few less meals to save money."

At Qu Ling's insistence, Ms. Sun had no choice but to open the package and reluctantly took three yuan out of it.

There are many passengers around, although they themselves are poor, but seeing the poor boy, some people want to give generously.

Just when Qu Ling was about to hand the money to the little boy, Du Ruo suddenly reached out and grabbed Qu Ling's hand, stopping her.

"Sister?" Qu Ling looked at Du Ruo in confusion.

Du Ruo let go of his hand, "Wait a minute!"

Seeing Du Ruo's expression was wrong, Qu Ling didn't know why, but she still listened to Du Ruo's words and didn't hand over the money to the child.

Du Ruo fixed her eyes on the old man, "Old man, is this child your own grandson?"

The old man quickly raised his head and glanced at Du Ruo, then nodded honestly, "Yes!"

Du Ruo didn't say anything, but looked at the little boy again, "Little brother, is he your grandfather?"

Hearing Du Ruo's question, the little boy seemed a little scared for some reason. He lowered his head and said tremblingly, "Yes, yes."

"You're not," Du Ruo insisted, and then shot the old man with sharp eyes, "You abducted this child, right?"

The old man froze for a moment, then pointed at Du Ruo angrily and cursed,

"What nonsense are you talking about, woman? Of course this child is my grandson. He is not my grandson. Could it be your grandson?"

"Even if you are rich, you can't talk nonsense!"

Du Ruo sneered, does it have anything to do with whether she has money or not?
When Qu Ling heard Du Ruo's words, she couldn't help asking Du Ruo in a low voice, "Sister, how do you know that this child is not the grandson of this old man?"

Du Ruo pointed to the little boy's hand, "This burn has been going on for at least a week, but no medicine has been applied to it. If you look at his calf, there are bruises and bruises all over it. It's obvious that he was beaten."

"Besides, the child is so young, how can a child be able to bear the pain of this scald, but this child... Can you see that he has cried? Cried that it hurts?"

Qu Ling thought about it carefully, then shook her head, "No."

A look of panic flashed across the old man's face, he picked up the little boy, and accidentally touched the little boy's arm when he was hugging, the little boy gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Du Ruo became more determined in his mind.

"You bad woman, do you want to rob my grandson? Don't even think about it."

The old man was about to run away with the little boy in his arms, but the corridor was full of people, how could he leave easily?

Du Ruo said loudly, "Everyone, don't let this trafficker get away."

Everyone around heard Du Ruo's words just now. Seeing that the old man wanted to leave in a panic, they all believed it. Several young men immediately stood up and blocked the old man's way.

Seeing that he couldn't leave, the old man stopped pretending and sneered at Du Ruo, "Little bitch, you've caused trouble!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, seven or eight men sitting in the carriage stood up.

These men are either tall or thin, but without exception, they all carry knives in their hands.

The shining blade of the knife had a cold light, but what made people more frightened was their eyes.

The eyes of these people are as dead as a dry well, without any light in their eyes, like two black holes filled with endless darkness.

But what Du Ruo cares most about is how many children are with these people.

The children were young, boys and girls, but most were disabled.

Two children lost their eyes. The eyes were obviously not born blind, but blinded by life. The hideous scars on the faces of the two thin children revealed endless coldness and cruelty.

There are also two children missing an arm, and several children are missing a leg. The worst is a seven or eight-year-old child who is blind in one eye and has lost two legs. , actually even the tongue is gone.

The two short legs did not fall off, and the places where the muscles connected were bloody and foul-smelling. Although the child was only a few years old, he seemed to have seen through the cold, warm and vicissitudes of the world, and his eyes were full of death and numbness.

Du Ruo was furious in her heart, her eyes fixed on the old man and the seven or eight men.

The old man smiled triumphantly at Du Ruo, and then the cowardice and honesty on his face disappeared, replaced by viciousness and viciousness, and he sneered at those around who wanted to be brave,

"I warn you all not to move, otherwise... don't blame me for being cruel."

"I didn't intend to kill someone today, don't force me!"

Du Ruo could feel that what the old man said was true, he had really killed people, and many of them.

Qu Ling was terrified, her pale face shrank into the nurse's embrace, and she looked at Du Ruo worriedly, "Sister, what should I do?"

Du Ruo gave her a reassuring smile, "Don't worry!"

Several young people who wanted to act bravely were dragged to sit down by their families, and no one dared to move.

These people are all desperadoes, they really dare to kill, how can ordinary people afford to provoke them!

Du Ruo saw that everyone sat down, and among the people who dared to stand at this time, except for a few desperadoes, only Du Ruo was left.

The old man stared at Du Ruo coldly, his eyes were like cold poisonous snakes, staring at Du Ruo firmly, as if he would jump up at any moment and bite Du Ruo.

"Little girl, hand over all the money you bring with you, maybe I can spare your life!"

"Otherwise." The old man sneered at Du Ruo a few times with malicious intentions.

Du Ruo chuckled and waved at the old man, "Come on! Come on!"

Let's see if she kills the traffickers first, or if the traffickers kill her first!