Chapter 016 Human Trafficker? ! Trafficking? !

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Ahhh, this little bitch, how could she scream so carelessly? !

What if, what if... there are soldiers from the army here, wouldn't they expose her? !

Sister Qing was really anxious now, angry and scared, and began to regret not provoking Lu Jiaoer.

This girl is so powerful. She is not the girls she knows. She must have seen the world. How could someone like herself be deceived? !

At this moment, Sister Qing wanted to back down. If you just want to lead people to their destination safely, you shouldn't fantasize about deceiving one more person.

Sister Qing thought this, and her movements slowed down at the same time. She planned to simply ignore Lu Jiaoer, so that the matter would be settled.

However, she thought very well. There were no entertainment programs these days, and she was on the train. There shouldn't be too many people watching the excitement, and after hearing what Lu Jiaoer said, there were really a few people who knew the army. Something was wrong.

"This girl is wrong. Do army cadres need blind dates?! They are very popular, and the salary is not that high. I heard that only the subsidies for missions will be more generous. Usually there are not so many subsidies. "

"Yes, my relative found a member of the army. Most battalion commanders, company commanders, and regimental commanders have already married. How can it be possible that they are not married at this age?! They still need someone to introduce them?! Even if they need an introduction, they can find someone to introduce them to. Doctors and nurses look for teachers and workers, why would they look for someone from the countryside?!”

"It's not that we don't look for wives from the countryside. When cadres marry wives from the countryside, it's usually because the elders in the family make the decision. But now in this era, it's rare for the elders to make the decision. They usually find them themselves in the army, not like How about finding a better guy in the country?!"

"I think this older woman is a trafficker, right?! She specializes in abducting girls?!"

"Oh, if you don't tell me that I haven't discovered it yet, is it true that women are trafficked?! One girl can be sold into the mountains for at least a few hundred yuan, but three girls can't be sold for more than a thousand yuan?! "

"I'm telling you, it's miserable to be sold into the mountains. Many men in the mountains can't get wives. Maybe several brothers have one wife, or several men in the village work together to buy one wife. It's really terrible. "

"No, I think there is a real problem with them. We must report the case and conduct a thorough investigation. We cannot harm a few girls for the rest of their lives just by standing idly by."

"No, we all have parents and children. If our children were abducted and trafficked, it would really feel like their hearts were being ripped out."

"I'm going to find the police officer and the conductor now."

"Go quickly, we will guard here."

"Yes, I won't let a bad person go, and I won't wrongly accuse a good person."



The onlookers also spoke very loudly, without any thought of lowering the volume, as if they were afraid that others would not be able to hear.

Moreover, there are a lot of enthusiastic and simple people these days. With just a few words, some people immediately went to the police officer and conductor.

It's over.

It's really over now.

Sister Qing had just stopped her hand when she heard what the big guy said, her heart felt cold, her face turned pale with fright, she was so panic-stricken that she subconsciously wanted to run away.

But where else could she go on a moving train? ! Unless she jumped the train and died.

However, after hearing the passenger's report, the train police and the conductor immediately realized that something was wrong.

They both knew that Lu Jiaoer was a genuine military wife, so how could she still say this? !

If there is a situation, there is definitely a problem.