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

Chapter 256 Human Traffickers Deserve to Die 1

There were crowds of people and cars outside the mall. The original owner and his grandmother walked to the underground passage outside the mall.

After passing through the underground passage and walking for another ten minutes, there is a small park where the original owner's grandfather played chess with his friends.

Every day after the original owner’s parents went to work, the old couple would take the original owner to this small park to play for a while, and then the original owner’s grandmother would take the original owner to this shopping mall.

There is a children's playground in the mall, which has toys such as ocean balls.

Because this shopping mall is only half an hour's walk from the original owner's home, the original owner's grandmother bought an annual pass for the original owner in this children's playground.

When the original owner had almost finished playing, her grandmother took her to the fresh food supermarket in the mall and bought some vegetables for the family.

When they returned to the small park, the original owner's grandfather had almost finished playing chess, so the family of three went home to cook.

After lunch, her grandparents would let the original owner take a nap. She would not go out to play in the afternoon, but would stay at home with her grandparents reading some children's books to her.

There are also English words and so on.

The original owner's grandmother was an elementary school teacher before she retired, so she attached great importance to the original owner's enlightenment.

Originally, this route was very safe. From the mall to home, there was not even a chance to cross the road.

Moreover, there are no remote places along the way, and there are only crowded areas.

But today was different. As soon as the two of them reached the entrance of the underground passage, they were stopped by three people who got out of a luxury car.

A black luxury car was quietly parked by the roadside, its body reflecting the dazzling sunlight, as if announcing its extraordinary status.

The car door opened and three people got out one after another.

Walking in front was a woman in her mid-twenties, tall and slender, wearing a designer suit and high heels. Every step she took carried an aura that could not be underestimated.

She was carrying a brand-name bag that sparkled in the sunlight, making her look dazzling. However, the expression on her face was at odds with her outfit: she was scowling, her eyes burning with rage.

She walked straight towards the original owner's grandmother. Before the original owner's grandmother could react, she was slapped hard in the face.

The sudden attack caught her off guard and her head was buzzing, but she never let go of the original owner's hand.

"Li Guifen, don't think that I won't divorce your son just because you don't let me see the child!" the woman screamed, her voice like a sharp blade cutting through the air, attracting the attention of passers-by around her.

"Let me tell you, your son and I haven't even heard our divorce yet. I'm sure I'll get custody of the child! I was so blind to marry into your family. Do you really think my family is easy to bully?"

Her voice was high and sharp, as if she wanted the whole world to hear her grievance and anger.

People around the mall were gradually drawn to the excitement, gathering in groups of two or three, but no one dared to intervene. Everyone understood that this was someone else's family affair, and outsiders were not allowed to interfere.

At this moment, a bearded man from the two men accompanying the woman came forward. He picked up the original owner without hesitation, his movements quick and decisive.

"What are you doing?" The original owner's grandmother saw the child being snatched away, and hurried forward to pull, trying to get the original owner back.

But the woman came up and started scratching and clawing at grandma, and another man with a shaved head also stood in front, preventing grandma from reaching the child.

The original owner was only three years old, and she burst into tears at the sudden change. However, the man didn't give her much opportunity to cry.

He skillfully pressed lightly on a certain part of the original owner's neck, and the original owner fell asleep softly like a puppet without its support.

The man adjusted his posture, making it look like the original owner knew him, and nestled in his arms. He turned and walked towards the limousine without looking back.

Another man with a shaved head stayed behind to help the woman stop the original owner's grandmother. He stood with his hands on his hips, his eyes stern, like an insurmountable wall.

"I'm telling you, don't think that my sister won't be taken care of by her parents just because she's married. She still has us two brothers to protect her." The man with the flat head said coldly, with an unquestionable threat in his voice.

Although the original owner's grandmother was dizzy from the beating, her anger and determination to protect her granddaughter made her unwilling to retreat. "You are human traffickers! Stop them! Can someone help me call the police?" she shouted hoarsely, trying to break through the crew-haired man's obstruction.

"Human traffickers? Whose human traffickers are snatching children here? There are surveillance cameras everywhere. Are you trying to kill yourself?" The man with the flat head remained unmoved, his tone filled with arrogance and disdain. He then kicked the original owner's grandmother to the ground.

After saying this, she pointed at the people around her and shouted, "Call the police! Help her call the police! I'm telling you, I won't fight you today just because you're an old lady. Don't let me see your son!"

When the police come, I'll have a good talk with them about how your son bullied my sister. What a heartless family you are!"

While the crew-haired man was shouting, the woman got in the car. The bearded man rolled down half the window and shouted at the crew-haired man, "Why waste time talking to them? Let's go! Mom's waiting at home!"

Because it was a weekday, most of the people watching were retired elderly people and nearby vendors.

After being yelled at by the flat-headed man, no one reacted immediately. Some people didn't know whether to help the grandmother call the police. Some people felt that something was wrong and wanted to call the police, but were stopped by others. "This is someone else's family affair. Why are you making trouble? Don't get yourself into trouble in the end!"

"That's right, that's right. Look again, listen to what that woman said, this old lady is not a good person either."

"Yeah, what era is this? You still use the trick of not letting us see our children to bully us women. If it were me, I wouldn't even want the child!"

"Oh, every family has its own problems. As old people, it's best for us not to interfere in the lives of young people. Look, I won't babysit my son's children."

"That's right. I won't show it to my son either. It's a thankless job and it'll make you exhausted. In the end, he might complain all the time."

Everyone was talking at once as they watched the man with the flat head get into the car cursing. Then several people drove away and disappeared from everyone's sight.

By the time the original owner's grandmother struggled to get up, she couldn't even see the back of the car.

What happened next, of course, was to call the police. After that, grandma notified grandpa who was playing chess in the small park, and the original owner's parents who were at work.

However, these people were quite sophisticated. The license plate on the luxury car was fake. When the car drove into a blind spot of surveillance, they transferred the original owner to another car.

As for this car, it actually belongs to the car rental company, and the ID card used to register the rental car is also fake.

In this way, the three-year-old original owner was taken away from the city by them.

You said the original owner was just a little girl and not a hot commodity among human traffickers, so was it necessary to go through so much trouble?

In fact, this is not the case. As the times develop and humanity progresses, the methods used by human traffickers to kidnap people are also being updated.

Nowadays, human traffickers no longer use the trick of claiming that they are your parents’ colleagues to deceive children.

For example, the older boy in the van is Zhang Jiacheng, and he is six years old.