Fox Road Travel Notes

"Yeah!" Hehua glanced at Chen Zican, his eyes timid, like a little white rabbit.

Kuan'er stretched out the bowl and said, "I want more. My sister wants to drink too."

Chen Zican shook the teapot and said with a wry smile: "No more."

He took the bowl from Kuan'er and said, "I'll get it again. I've already drank from this bowl, so it's not good for my sister."

"Just wait, we'll be here soon."

Kou'er pouted and watched Chen Zican run to the tea shed, grab two more bowls and bring a teapot over.

He wiped his sweat and poured a bowl of lotus first: "Sister, drink quickly."

"This pot is not too hot. I even asked the boss to add rock sugar and drink it to reduce inflammation."

The young monk was about to eat the cake. When he heard this, he smiled and shook his head.

Looking at Chen Zican, who has honey smeared on his mouth and is as attentive as a waiter, I always feel that something is wrong.

This kid is usually a bitch-tongued woman, and when he talks sweetly, he becomes snarky...

After thinking about it, he put the cake down again.

Hehua smiled at Chen Zican: "Hold the tea bowl and drink slowly."

Wang Heming couldn't help but ask: "Is there any more? Pour me a bowl too."

Chen Zican shook the teapot again and patted his head: "Oh, this pot is gone again!"

"Brother Wang, take the bowl first, and then I'll bring you a pot..."

Wang Heming looked at him, speechless.

Chen Zican came back with the teapot. Before he could reach the car, he heard Kuan'er exclaim: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

He sneered and walked to the car door, put down the teapot, crossed his arms, and looked at the unconscious Hehua who fell on Kuan'er's shoulder.

As her opponent hurriedly pressed the button, Wang Heming, who was taking her pulse, said, "Stop shouting!"

"She won't wake up for a while."

Kou'er looked at him with tearful eyes, and Wang Heming lost his voice and said, "You, you drugged her?"

Chen Zican chuckled and reached out to take the sugar cookie he was still holding in his hand: "How could I have such a vile thing?"

"I just broke off the piece of cake she gave me and put it in the teapot."

"What?" The three people were shocked at the same time.

Monk Tong patted his head: "As expected!"

But Kuan'er was so frightened that he threw the cake on the ground: "Why?"

Wang Heming smiled bitterly and sighed.

Chen Zican poured him a bowl of tea: "Drink it, let's continue on the road after drinking."

Wang Heming stared at the tea bowl blankly, with lingering fear in his heart.

Chen Zican smiled and said: "Drink, this pot is fine."

Chen Zican asked Kou'er to send the teapot back and close the car door.

He said to Tong Monk: "Third brother, on the road ahead, if you encounter someone who stops the car to ask about your Hehua sister, just grab him."

Monk Tong already knew what was going on and agreed without hesitation.

When Kuan'er came back, the carriage set off again.

Wang Heming held his chin and asked in a low voice: "Zican, what does this girl do?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Zican's mouth: "The kid who takes pictures of flowers."

Kuan'er was curious: "What? Flower-shooting person?"

Chen Zican nodded: "It's about abducting women, children, and handsome young men."

"In all the world, it's the most unscrupulous activity."

Wang Heming said "Oh": "How did you tell?"

Chen Zican leaned against the wall of the carriage and said lazily: "People have been targeting us for a long time."

"If it's not for Kuan'er, it's for you, a handsome guy."

"First of all, which little girl would take the initiative to talk to Third Brother like this?"

"Everyone in the world says he is neither bald nor poisonous, and neither poisonous nor bald. Coupled with his wall-mounted face that can ward off evil spirits, and his smile, the eighty-year-old master's wife would be scared to death..."

Wang Heming and Kuo'er looked at each other and tried to hold back their laughter.

Monk Tong listened with stunned ears. Sure enough, Chen Zican was normal now.

He cursed in a low voice and gave the big yellow horse pulling the cart a hard whip.

"Have you ever encountered a little girl who dared to stop our third brother and ask her to be taken away? In all your years of traveling around the world, have you ever encountered her?"

"Besides, she said she walked seven or eight miles to get here."

"But when she got in the car, although there was dust on the soles of her shoes, the uppers and skirt and trouser legs were clean. Look at the three inches of yellow mud on the road. Is that possible?"

Wang Heming and Tong Monk both suddenly understood and secretly admired Chen Zican's meticulous observation.

Wang Heming asked with great interest: "Is there any more?"

Chen Zican smiled and said: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, as long as you find one suspicious point, it is enough to arouse people's vigilance. How many more do you want?"

"Besides, she looks natural and speaks fluently. She doesn't look like a grown-up girl who has never been out before."

"There are no marks on those hands that a girl from a poor family should have."

"For example, roughness, calluses, frostbite..."

Wang Heming nodded and looked at He Hua's hands. They were white, tender and slender, and the nails were clean.

Wang Heming sighed: "It's such a weird trick!"

Kou'er looked at the unconscious He Hua and his face turned pale.

Asked: "Master, what will happen if we eat her cake today?"

Chen Zican glanced at her and raised the corners of his mouth with an evil smile: "How is it?"

"The kidnappers who take pictures of flowers have existed since ancient times, and they will continue to exist in the future."

"Most of the victims are women and children."

"Because women and children have no ability to resist, and they are generally ignorant and naive and easy to deceive."

In an era when a woman's lack of talent was a virtue, this was indeed the case.

He paused and said, "If the older girl and the younger daughter-in-law are tricked into the gangster's den, they will definitely cry."

"First, they will beat her severely and warn her that if she doesn't obey, she will die."

"This is the same as the government, it's called killing power."

"Then, these gangsters will humiliate her one by one, using all possible means."

"This is called eradicating shame."

Everyone's face changed. Kuan'er bit his lip, his face turned pale.

"Then, they will have someone pretend to be a buyer to meet the woman and create an opportunity for them to be alone together."

"This fake buyer will pretend to be honest and ask her in a gentle voice how she ended up in such a situation."

"The woman fell into the gangster's den. All she saw around her were wolves. She never saw a trace of light."

"At this time, she will definitely cry bitterly, tell her miserable experience, and beg the buyer to rescue her..."

When Chen Zican said this, he sighed and thought of his misfortune.

He said slowly: "The buyer will pretend to be very sympathetic to her and ask about her family's situation."

"At this time, there are two possibilities."

"One is to extort money and people from her family, and either pay it back or not."

"The second option is to beat her again to see if she is tamed."

"If you are not sure, the previous drama will be repeated, and the fake buyer will buy her back, deliberately be gentle, and ask her again."

"If you still dare to complain, you will continue to be sent back and beaten, each time more brutally."

"Until she loses her last hope and illusion in this world and humanity, and then sells her..."

"So, the woman who was eventually sold, whether she was used as a concubine or entered a brothel, may live in fear her whole life."

"They dare not mention their experiences to anyone. This case and this group of thieves will be able to escape justice forever!"

Kuan'er was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he threw the pancake on the unconscious He Hua's face angrily.

His lips were trembling, and he wanted to curse something, but he couldn't.

Wang Heming also turned pale.

Although he travels around the world, he is far from the bottom of the world.

I never knew that there were such heartless gangsters in the world and suffered such tragic consequences.