In the dark crypt, Jamaji, the mother of Hijra, was moved by Song Wenbin's words and said: "Recently, a large number of children aged 12 to 15 have disappeared in the nearby communities. If you can help us find those children, then I will recognize you." Be a true hijra and you can keep your high."
Song Wenbin heard this. Wiping his sweat, he said, "First of all, my higher self has the final say, but I am willing to fulfill your wish in return for helping me from those men, but you must let Mr. Mohan and him go." I need their help to solve the problem."
Jamaji nodded and said to Amrit, "If you cannot help find the missing child, I will sacrifice your sister to Shiva."
"If you dare to do this, the death of this community will be accelerated." Amrit warned after putting on his pants.
"Okay, stop arguing. My time is precious. Jamaji, find me a few children to use as bait first. Amrit, you will follow me with the police later. It is night now, if you are around here Criminals who kidnap and traffic children are at a good time to appear," Song Wenbin said.
The mother of hijras agreed, and under her instruction, the two brothers and sisters of the Mohan family were put down on the pillars. However, the younger sister Nita was taken to a remote room in the temple and was guarded by several hijras.
The elder brother Amrit and several other police officers were released, and under the leadership of Jamaji, they came from the tunnel to the outskirts of the temple, which was a dilapidated slum.
Song Wenbin was walking in the slums and could see in the shabby houses on both sides of the street. Some guys with dark skin and broad shoulders, who looked like men at first glance, were wearing stockings and high heels, standing under the dim pink light, smoking cigarettes and looking at The passing team.
This scene made Wei Ning a little scared. He shrank next to Song Wenbin and asked in a low voice: "Yan, this place is so scary... It's okay if a woman does such a thing... Why... Why do men do it too..."
Song Wenbin looked at the Hijras in the alleys, but there was not much movement in his heart. He did not sympathize with them, nor did he hate them. Although they existed, they did not exist for him. He just thought that if he could help Amrit and this group of hijra solve some superficial problems, or he can get some help in finding Sutina and Huo Yu.
"The world has always been characterized by the coexistence of purity and filth." Song Wenbin said calmly, "There is no reason."
But Song Wenbin's words did not make Wei Ning feel relieved. He couldn't help but ask: "Hey, Jamaj, are these...all their own choices?"
"Of course not, my sister, Hijras were noble dancers who brought good luck to people in the past, but modern people no longer believe in this, so there is nothing we can do. Some sisters need to survive, so we can only... "
Amrit on the side felt the words were harsh and said sarcastically to Wei Ning: "I have heard this kind of words too many times. Don't believe her. They have no other value in existence. They have been the same since ancient times, so You can only become a slave to a man, and you are responsible for everything."
"Whatever you say, police officer. But in my opinion, if you want to find your own value, you have to serve the community."
Jamaji, the mother of Hijra, said sharply: "Over the years, my Hijra sisters and I have helped this community resolve disputes, search for thieves, and even help those who are unable to move to obtain food. In my opinion, I am better than you who are drunk and dreaming. The police have more value for their existence.”
Apparently Amrit didn't take Jamaji's words seriously and tried to refute her, but when people nearby saw her, they all bowed down and saluted her, folded their hands and called her the mother of Hijras. I had no choice but to shut up and stop talking.
Before long, they passed through this chaotic and filthy area and arrived at a relatively clean area of the slum. Here, Jamaji knocked on doors from door to door and talked to believers in the area, and Amrit would occasionally lend a few words. Song Wenbin stood motionless, waiting for their discussion to come up with a result.
After the discussion, Song Wenbin asked Amrit to get some police tracking equipment and put them on all the children between the ages of 12 and 15 in the community from door to door.
After doing all this, Song Wenbin, who had not slept much all day and night, finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he got into the Land Rover driven by Amrit and fell asleep with his clothes on. He didn't know how long he slept for, until he was shaken violently and woke up from his sleep.
It was still midnight before going to bed, but now it was dusk again. What woke him up was none other than the Land Rover beneath him. At this moment, the Land Rover was driving quickly on the bumpy roads of India.
The police officer who was driving the car was chatting with Amrit, the co-pilot, in words that Song Wenbin couldn't understand.
Song Wenbin stood up and looked at Amrit in the co-pilot. Amrit was staring solemnly at a tablet in his hand. There was a red dot moving on the tablet screen.
When Wei Ning saw Song Wenbin wake up from his sleep, he handed him a piece of bread and explained to him: "We are tracking the kidnapper. Twenty minutes later, two local children were dragged by someone while they were playing by the river. Got into a van."
"So fast?" Song Wenbin felt incredible. An ambush was set up yesterday, and someone was kidnapped today, which shows that such vicious incidents occur quite frequently.
"Yes, they also found this at the scene." As he said that, Wei Ning showed a small red needle to Song Wenbin.
"What is this?" Song Wenbin asked while biting the bread.
"It's a tranquilizer gun." Wei Ning replied: "They used the tranquilizer gun to beat people and then dragged them away."
Good guy, he is really quite arrogant. Song Wenbin was a little shocked. He didn't expect that this kind of dirty method used by Chinese dog thieves could actually be used openly on children in India.
The Land Rover followed the red dot all the way, shuttling back and forth on the streets. After a while, they followed the red dot to a dilapidated factory area outside the city.
Song Wenbin had almost finished eating the bread, and he, Wei Ning, and a group of police officers jumped out of the car and looked around. The place is desolate and rundown, with rusty barbed wire and white trash flying everywhere.
In the distance, you can still see some smoking chimneys. Compared with the old and dilapidated streets in India, this place has a more industrial atmosphere.
"Were those two children sent here?" Weining asked Amrit.
Amrit didn't answer. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Leave one group of people outside for a walk, and the other group of people come with me to have a look. Don't make any noise, and don't tell others anything."
After giving the order, Amrit got out of the car with his tablet. Song Wenbin and Wei Ning followed him and several police officers as they walked in this dilapidated industrial park.
The South Asian night breeze blew on the two of them, and the air was filled with a strong pungent smell. The source of the smell was a pipe not far away. It extended from a factory in the distance and was currently discharging sewage into the river. The sewage in the river was almost unbearable, churning with endless white bubbles.
"Yan, can we really find someone?" Wei Ning couldn't help but ask beside Song Wenbin.
"Stop talking and be careful."
Song Wenbin warned: "The criminals may also be very cunning. They may have discovered the tracker on the child, then took off the tracker and placed it in a siege. Then after we passed by, we did not find the child, but we were surrounded. After the last bloody battle, Amrit was defeated and died. We were both kidnapped and knocked unconscious. When we woke up, we were already lying in the bathtub, covered in blood, with severe pain and emptiness in our waists... …”
"Stop...stop talking..."
Wei Ning was frightened by Song Wenbin's dark fantasy. He said fearfully: "Besides, I'm going to resign and never work again."
Song Wenbin smiled, but couldn't help but think of Su Tina and Huo Yu. Another day had passed, and these two guys still didn't return his calls, and he didn't have any clue. Damn it.
However, unlike Su Tina and Huo Yu, who had not heard anything from them, not far after walking along the sewage-filled river, Amrit and Song Wenbin saw several vans parked next to the abandoned factory.
Everyone walked to the van and saw that it was empty, but there was laughter coming from the factory.
Amrit frowned and walked in through the open door of the factory. Not far away, they saw several men playing cards around a small, square table with piles of A few rupees.
Several people who were watching the game also leaned close to watch those people playing cards, completely unaware that anyone came in outside the door.
It wasn't until Amrit led someone to them that they realized from the lively card game, and one by one they quickly threw away their cards and stood up.
After seeing that it was the police, the few people did not run away, but seemed quite calm. One of them, a man wearing a gold watch and many rings on his hand, stood up and asked Amrit: "What are you here for?" ?”
Amrit walked up to those people with a cold face and asked, "Where are the children who were kidnapped?"
The people playing cards looked at each other, and then the man wearing a big gold watch pointed to the next room.
Amrit then walked to the room and opened the door. Sure enough, he saw four or five children with their hands and feet bound inside. Those children were lying on the bed and fast asleep. It seemed that the anesthesia had not worn off.
After Amrit saw the kidnapped child, he waved his hand involuntarily, and his men immediately rushed forward, holding down the men and handcuffing them in three strokes.
Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel a little incredible when he saw those people being subdued.
That's it?
He is also preparing to fight criminals for 300 rounds of wits and courage.
But that's it?
Was this found?
The criminals in this country are too shameful. They don't have any sense of anti-reconnaissance. After tying people here, they just sit on the table and play cards. They don't even react when the police come in.
This made Song Wenbin very boring.
But looking at the guys who were caught, he felt a little weird. Logically speaking, these guys should be a little scared when they were caught kidnapping children. But not only were they not afraid, they were even very calm. They just sat on the ground, and Amrit kept making excuses, as if they were not caught kidnapping children, but just peed on the street.
Amrit didn't waste any words. After catching the people, he pushed them into the police car and drove all the way to the local police station.
Although the process was very boring, Song Wenbin felt that he had completed the task anyway. After the exchange, he can continue to look for traces of Sutina and Huo Yu.
Besides, with Amrit here, the people in the police station would take him seriously this time and help him find clues seriously.
So, when Amrit brought people to the police station, he and Weining stayed at the front desk of the police station, consulting for clues about the whereabouts of the two missing colleagues.
Indeed, this time the people at the police station did not take them seriously like last time, but their work efficiency was still low. Several people searched in front of the computer for a long time but could not find any clues.
Just as Song Wenbin was getting impatient, the sound of laughter came from upstairs in the police station. The guy wearing a gold watch and gold ring nodded and accompanied Amrit and several other police officers out. office.
There is no doubt that the guy wearing the gold watch is the human trafficker who was previously captured by Amrit and brought back to the police station.
Song Wenbin watched in stunned silence as the group of people passed by him and went to the yard.
After a group of people chatted in the yard for a while, the guy wearing the gold watch bowed his head and said a few words to the police officer, then waved goodbye to them, smoked a cigarette, and comfortably boarded a van parked at the door. Go up and walk away.
Song Wenbin was stunned. He was so stunned that Su Tina and Huo Yu were almost forgotten by him.
He strode up to Amrit in the yard, looked directly at him, and asked, "What is going on? Why was this guy let out again?"
Amrit said nothing, his brows furrowed.
"Hey, Mr. Mohan, talk."
Song Wenbin urged: "Child trafficking is a serious crime no matter which country it is in, right? You just let him go like this???"
"He...he didn't kidnap children." Amrit said with some difficulty.
"He didn't kidnap children?" Song Wenbin was puzzled. "Didn't he shoot people with a tranquilizer gun on the street? Isn't this considered child trafficking?"
"No, he's looking for volunteers."
"Looking for volunteers?" Song Wenbin was puzzled.
"Yes, help test new drugs."
Amrit said, "To test the new anesthetic, the man just gave the children fifty thousand rupees each and told them that the test was over. The children also said that they were voluntary, and even their parents said that this Things are permitted.”
"No, do you believe this?" Song Wenbin asked in shock.
"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. The local police chief believes it." Amrit said coldly.
"Are you crazy? Mr. Mohan, are the people in this place crazy?" Song Wenbin couldn't help shouting: "Did you just buy it for 50,000 rupees? If it was really just testing anesthetics, how could someone disappear for ten years?" He hasn’t come back for years, so obviously he only made these remarks after you found him, right?”
Amrit looked at him with helplessness and regret in his eyes.
Seeing the look in Amrit's eyes, Song Wenbin couldn't guess what happened. He looked around and whispered in shock: "That guy bribed the police, right? So he doesn't care whether he is caught or not. So he didn’t even bother to hide, because the police here have long known about missing persons, and they can even get a share of it, right?”
"Stop talking." Amrit shook his head, "Stop talking."
"You must know something." Song Wenbin said in shock: "I heard Nita say that you are a police specialist. That should be a very high position. They dare to do such a thing in front of you. , don’t you care about this?”
Song Wenbin's words made Amrit very angry. He scolded in a low voice: "What's the use if I know? What's the use of me being a police specialist? I'm a police specialist of West Bengal, not a specialty of this state." , it is already very difficult for me to take care of things on my own territory. Besides, these pharmaceutical companies almost control the lifeblood of India, so what can I do if they want to do something."
"Pharmaceutical company?" Song Wenbin was horrified: "What pharmaceutical company?"
