Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"Hey, that's strange, your father is not that..."

The driver thought for a moment, then gave He's father's name accurately.

He Kaiyan was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. If this person knew that his name was "Xiaoyan" and just guessed it by chance, how could he know He's father's name?

Only three minutes had passed since he got on the car. He had not revealed any identity information, and it was impossible for the driver to know it by tricking him.

"Haha, it's so late, did you have a fight with your parents?" The driver was still chattering. "If you ask me, you are too willful. You have to have a Fruit 9. Isn't the Xiaomai phone also very useful? It's made in China..."

He Kaiyan had no intention of listening and just wanted him to shut up quickly.

He knew that something was wrong with the train, that something had changed, but he couldn't figure out why.

"We're here. Go home quickly and don't let your parents wait anxiously. I just called them and they said they're waiting for you at the gate of the community."

The driver's words brought He Kaiyan back to reality. He didn't even know when the driver stopped the car.

Wait, did he just say mom and dad?

He Kaiyan pursed his lips. His parents were clearly in Xuejiashan, so how could there be a pair of parents living in Jiayun?

"Uncle, I'll pay you whatever the amount is." He pretended to say this, but in fact, a text message calling the police had already been edited on his phone.

The driver was stunned for a moment and replied, "It's not much money, don't worry about it, just go home quickly! It's so unsafe at night."

He Kaiyan became more and more certain of his guess that the driver must be a human trafficker.

Although he didn't know where the driver got the identification information, he kicked him out of the car, so his accomplices must have been waiting outside.

The street lights here are not very bright and the surrounding alleys are densely populated. If he goes in, he won't be able to get out.

The fact that the driver did not take him directly to the wilderness shows that this approach would leave traces and make it easy to be caught.

It is also possible that the taxi driver installed surveillance cameras in his car and he could not do anything too extreme.

"Uncle, actually..." He Kaiyan pretended to be pitiful, "I don't want a new phone, it's just that I've been under too much pressure from studying recently. When I got home this afternoon, my dad asked me about my grades. He didn't even know that I was being bullied at school."

"I was wondering, although your grades are average, you've always been very obedient. Why did you suddenly run away from home?" The driver became interested. "Were you bullied by the bad kids in school?"

"There's a boy called Tian in our class. Every day he throws the textbooks and stationery in my schoolbag into the girls' restroom. I can't hand in my homework, and the teacher scolds me..."

He Kaiyan described it vividly, but this was not his own experience, but that of his deskmate Xiao Mo.

The homework Xiao Mo handed in was either torn up, stepped on, or had some insulting words written on it.

Later, the teacher allowed him not to hand in his homework, but the bullying never stopped.

The students did not allow him to eat in the classroom and would throw his breakfast and water cup downstairs, and with his physical strength, it was impossible for him to get the things back.

Gradually, Xiao Mo just forced himself to endure the thirst.

Unless he needs to take medicine, he may not drink even a drop of water all day.

Perhaps it was because the driver also had a child of similar age to He Kaiyan, or perhaps it was because He Kaiyan’s story was so realistic that it touched the driver.

"Hey, why don't you say anything about these things? Your father is the same. When he gets angry, he only takes it out on his family. He can't even choke out a few words when he's outside!" The driver sighed.

He changed the subject and began to criticize He Kaiyan again, "How come you don't know how to resist, kid? The more you act like a punching bag, the more people will bully you. You are a boy after all, let them see your courage!"

He Kaiyan sneered in his heart. Not to mention that Xiao Mo was in poor health, he couldn't resist at all.

Even if it really happened to him, how powerful would he be to fight against the entire class, or even the entire school?

Although there are only a few students who really love to bully others, aren’t others who turn a blind eye to it also accomplices of those people?

Hearing the sound of sirens in the distance, He Kaiyan knew that he had wasted enough time.

Police cars quickly surrounded the taxi. The driver got out of the car with a confused look on his face and was handcuffed by the police.

"No, what did I do wrong? I wasn't driving under the influence!" He kept protesting his innocence.

The police opened the car door and said, "We don't know whether you were driving under the influence of alcohol, but you are suspected of trafficking minors!"

"Me? Trafficking minors?" The driver was stunned. "Please let me explain. This child is from my friend's family. I know him..."

"Don't talk so much, just come with us first."

Both of them were taken to the police station. The driver went into the interrogation room, while He Kaiyan sat obediently in an empty conference room.

The police poured him a cup of hot water and brought him some bread and biscuits.

It just so happened that He Kaiyan hadn't eaten anything that day, so he thanked him and ate some.

His clean appearance made the policeman feel quite favorable towards him, so he slowed down his tone and asked softly, "Little classmate, can you tell your uncle why you don't go home so late?"

"Uncle, I came to Jiayun by train and just arrived tonight." He Kaiyan said, "My parents have been on a business trip recently, and asked me to stay at my aunt's house for a while."

"Oh, then can I help you contact your aunt?" the police asked again.

He Kaiyan naturally would not tell him his aunt's real phone number. After all, his aunt was not in Jiayun, so he gave him his mother's cell phone number.

"If only... I could get through, I could go home." He Kaiyan thought.

However, as he expected, there was only a busy tone when he called.

"I can't get through. This is difficult." The police frowned. "Tell me your aunt's name and I'll check to see if there is any other way to contact your aunt."

"Oh, okay, her name is He Meiyuan, the "Mei" character for beautiful, and the "Yuan" character for female."

The policeman wrote down the name and said to He Kaiyan, "Rest here for a while. If you feel hungry or thirsty, call the sister in our duty room. If you feel sleepy, just lie down on the table. I'll let you know when there's a result."

He Kaiyan nodded. The name he reported was his real name, but it was his aunt's former name.

When his aunt applied for an ID card, she used a new name. Even if there was a He Meiyu in the household registration system, she could not be his aunt.

He Kaiyan is now worried about not being able to find a place to live. The police station is much safer than hotels and study rooms.

He Kaiyan did not sleep. Instead, he turned on his mobile phone and called his father.

As expected, no one answered.

He couldn't help but start thinking, why did his father let him come to Jiayun?

It was not a city they had lived in, nor did they have any relatives or friends there. He Kaiyan had even only heard of the place name a few times.

It was drizzling outside, and He Kaiyan seemed to hear someone shouting next door.

Is that the driver?

He paced to the wall, put his ear close to it, and indeed heard the driver's voice.

"Comrade police, I am really innocent. Look, this is a photo of me and the kid's father. We were high school classmates!" the driver said anxiously, "If you still don't believe me, I can call his father, right?"

"You go ahead and fight."

The interrogation room was quiet for a while, and soon a mechanical female voice sounded.

"…The number you dialed is busy. Please try again later."

The driver complained in frustration: "Oh my god, what is this all about? I am in such a state of distress that I can't even express it!"

The door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open, and He Kaiyan was startled.

The policeman also asked in surprise: "Why are you standing there? Is it too hot?"

"No, no, I...my legs are numb from sitting, so I got up and walked around." He Kaiyan defended.

"Oh, we found your aunt's phone number. She said she will contact your parents to pick you up. In about... half an hour, you can go home." The police smiled friendly.

"Ah? Impossible..."

He Kaiyan stopped talking halfway and quickly shut his mouth.

Could it be that my aunt changed her name back?

But it was impossible for her to contact He's parents, and even He Kaiyan himself couldn't get through on the phone.

"Why, you don't want to go home?" The policeman thought for a moment and said, "Oh, you had a quarrel with your parents, didn't you? When I was your age, I often thought they were nagging and annoying. Why don't you tell me what the quarrel was about?"

"Nothing, nothing..." He Kaiyan was still immersed in confusion.

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk about it, the police patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Whether it is a misunderstanding or some other reason, you must speak out to solve the problem. You have to believe that your parents have given you the best things they can give you..."

He Kaiyan wanted to deal with it casually, but he suddenly felt that the police's voice was getting farther and farther away, and he could only see his lips opening and closing.

Before he could understand what was going on, a sharp ringing in his ears made him fall to his knees.

It was like someone was holding an extremely loud whistle and blowing it right next to his ear. He covered his ears tightly, but the sound did not dissipate.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want to call a doctor? Hello..."

"Brother, the child's parents are here, hurry up...ah, what happened? The blood on the ground..."

"Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan! Don't scare mom!"

All kinds of noisy sounds mixed together, making He Kaiyan's headache worse. He seemed to hear his mother calling him.

But when he looked up, there was only a strange woman in front of him.

She was about forty-five years old, perhaps even older, with a sallow complexion, numerous wrinkles around the corners of her eyes and lips, and she was wearing a loose floral home dress.

He Kaiyan suddenly felt a surge of brute force. He ignored the sharp tinnitus in his ears and forcefully pushed away the woman who was throwing herself at him.

"Impossible! You are not my mother! You are lying to me, you are the driver's accomplice!" He suppressed his discomfort, "I don't know you at all, you and I don't look alike at all! You want to kidnap me and sell me to the mountains!"

"Xiao Yan, what are you talking about? Look at your mother, don't you recognize her?" The strange woman cried bitterly, "Don't scare your mother, you just want that fruit phone, mom will buy it for you, okay?"

The police also persuaded him: "You are a big kid now, go home with your parents first, and talk to them when you have something to say, okay?"

"You said I didn't go home with you because I wanted a cell phone?" He Kaiyan suddenly calmed down. "Then take a look at what cell phone I'm using now."

He took out his cell phone and placed it on the table.

The woman obviously didn't recognize it and stood there in a daze, but the policeman next to her recognized it and said, "This is the latest imported mobile phone, it hasn't even been released in China yet!"

He took another look at He Kaiyan's clothes. Even the backpack he was carrying cost several thousand yuan, while the woman who claimed to be his mother was wearing cheap clothes worth only a few dozen yuan.

Even if his parents dote on him very much and would rather spend all their money on him, after buying him a schoolbag worth thousands, what else would they need? A mobile phone worth four or five thousand yuan?

What's more, the one that He Kaiyan uses himself is obviously better.

"I...I..." The woman stammered and asked in a low voice, "Kai Yan, did you take someone's phone?"

He Kaiyan was so angry that he almost laughed. First, an unfamiliar woman jumped out and pretended to be He's mother, and now she had the nerve to question whether his phone was stolen.

"Here, headphones, tablet, watch, keyboard, visualization glasses..." He Kaiyan took out the things in the bag one by one, "I can't have stolen all of these, right? This pair of glasses has my prescription, 500 for the left eye and 350 for the right eye. Any optical shop can check it out."

Wait, he seemed to understand.

Could it be that Dad had known that someone would come to impersonate them, so he let me hide in Jiayun City?

Although these people could be caught up, the things that He Kaiyan carried with him all had sales numbers, and it could be found out which counter in which city they were purchased.

Moreover, his visualization glasses were customized abroad and are simply not available in fourth- and fifth-tier cities like Jiayun.

"Are you really his mother?" the policeman asked suspiciously, "Where is your household registration book? Did you bring it with you?"

"I was in such a hurry when I came out that I forgot to bring it..." the woman said in a low voice.

The police walked to the door and waved, "Then come over here and do an identity comparison and identification."

The so-called "identity matching and identification" is to use the woman's facial recognition and blood to compare with the information in the household registration database to verify whether the woman is He Kaiyan's mother.

Normally, the police would only compare a woman’s ID photo with her real appearance, but now that the woman’s identity was shrouded in doubt, a more rigorous approach had to be used.

"Wait a moment!"

The woman hurriedly took something out of her bag and said to He Kaiyan in a flattering manner, "Xiao Yan, you didn't eat anything tonight. Are you hungry? Mom brought you some strawberries that she picked from our orchard. Fill your stomach first."