Little Tang Mo carefully recalled the moment he was carried into the car. He had passed out quickly, but he had a nagging feeling that he'd heard Miao Zhi's voice.
'So... could it be that Miao Zhi found me and tried to save me, only to get dragged into the car herself?'
Miao Zhi had indeed been abducted. And she was in that very car. The other people who were rescued from the same vehicle remembered her.
"She even cursed out the trafficker, so she got a bad beating... She got sick after that."
After facing those children, now having to face these poor women, the immense pressure on the police was unimaginable.
Their eyes were bloodshot as they interrogated and investigated around the clock, vowing to fight these utterly depraved traffickers to the bitter end.
The criminal organization was truly wiped out in one fell swoop.
And none of this would have been possible without Little Tang Mo's contribution.
