Qian Muliangchen showed no abnormality.
He continued to flip through the picture book. The utility blade was tucked into the title page of the book.
It seemed that he had achieved his goal. Kawakami ignored him and lowered his head, reading a book by himself, flipping through the picture book.
He flipped through the book very quickly, and he probably couldn't see much at such a fast speed.
Maybe still nervous.
Qian Mu Liangchen caught a hint of truth from the other party's small movements. After all, Kawakami Tsumugi's behavior before was nothing like a six or seven-year-old child.
Qian Muliangchen wondered about the other party's purpose.
What does he want to do?
Combined with Kawakami Tsumugi's previous words, the victims reported on each other and so on... Qianki Yoshitatsu even started a conspiracy theory, for example, that this child wanted to frame him and consolidate his status as a "high-end product".
But if this is the case, Kawakami should not remind him of this in advance.
So, can he really take himself out?
Because of his parents' occupations, Qianmu Liangchen was more cautious and thoughtful than ordinary children, but at this moment, hope could not help but rise in his heart.
"If you don't like the picture book, you can return it to me." Kawakami suddenly raised his head, "Don't keep staring at me - I know I'm good-looking, but it's very rude, big brother."
"No, I, I like it very much." Qian Mu Liangchen replied, "Thank you."
He still hid the blade carefully.
…
Kawakamiji got along well in this gang of human traffickers.
He would smile when he saw everyone and docilely cooperate with their "work": bathing, changing clothes, weighing, taking blood tests... and thanking them softly afterwards.
Without that blade, he would simply be a domesticated pet cat.
Qian Muyangchen followed Kawakami Tsuya and enjoyed some "high-end goods" treatment: delicious meals, picture books and color pens, candies, TV programs, and even the ability to leave the room for a walk - of course, under the noses of those people.
People like Kawakami Tsumugi will be carefully brainwashed and trained when they are brought back, and packaged in the way the buyer wants, so that they can be sold at a good price.
After the goods are prepared, there will even be situations where old people like Kawakami and he bring new people.
Sometimes, the victim's example is more effective than simple beatings and intimidation. A good representative can make the perpetrators accept their fate faster.
Tsumugi Kawakami taught Chiaki Yoshiaki how to disguise as quickly as possible, and took the time to teach him a lot about the details of this organization: it has been established for a long time, it is suspected that it has a protective umbrella in Japan, and its main sales channel is overseas.
At noon that day, they had dinner together.
"So how do we escape?" Qian Mu Liangchen asked quietly.
After those people saw Qian Mu Liangchen performing well, they stopped paying special attention to him. Therefore, the two spent a lot of time talking to each other.
"Not in this organization." Kawakami replied in a lower voice, "My purpose is to escape from the buyer."
"I don't want to eat this broccoli."
The well-dressed child raised his voice slightly, transferred all the broccoli on his plate to Qianmu Liangchen's plate, and took away a piece of his fish steak.
"Seller?"
"Mr. Wil Kingsley, an old customer here." Tsumugi Kawakami introduced while biting a fish steak, "I prefer children under ten years old."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Were we chosen on purpose?"
"That's right."
Kawakami took another fish steak from his bowl: "I'm 100% sure of escaping from the buyer, and I'm 80% sure if I take you with me."
Although it was only 80%, Kawakami seemed confident. Qianmu Liangchen opened his mouth but said nothing. In fact, Qian Mu Liangchen didn't know what to say.
"It won't be a problem, just follow my arrangements." Kawakami took away the last piece of fish steak in Qian Mu Liangchen's bowl.
…………
The buyer, Mr. Will Kingsley, arrived that afternoon.
In appearance, he is a middle-aged man with a bulky body, average appearance, almost ugly, with bald spots and wearing glasses.
He is like the fruit that was forgotten during the autumn harvest and left on the branches to rot and wither.
Kawakami said hello very calmly, showing no timidity, and his expression even showed the arrogance of being ignorant of worldly affairs. He seems to be quite good at disguise and can show the way he wants in front of different people.
In the evening, Kawakami Tsumugi and Qian Muyangchen were taken away by the buyers and they boarded the cruise ship.
It is more like a huge maritime city than a cruise ship. This behemoth is docked on a special dock and stands quietly, like an iceberg floating in the water.
With just a glance, Qian Muliangchen saw many entertainment facilities: swimming pools, open-air restaurants, bars, cinemas and card rooms for entertainment.
The two obediently followed the buyer. Because of Kawakami's outstanding performance, they had the right to move freely within a certain range.
Kawakami Tsumugi held him with his left hand and a brown toy teddy bear in his right hand. He looked around curiously like a child who really didn't understand anything.
"This is my first time on a cruise ship." Kawakami Tsumugi whispered into Qianki Yoshida's ear, "When I was seven years old, my... family took it on a trip, but they didn't take me with them."
"Seven years old?"
Qian Mu Liangchen caught the keyword and couldn't help but ask: "How old are you?"
"I'm still a dozen days away from turning 12."
"That's impossible, you look like-"
Kawakamiji rolled his eyes: "A bit short, right? I'm just malnourished, and you're too tall."
Qian Muliangchen felt that the other party's mood was not good. He did not continue to ask, and stood on the edge of the guardrail with Kawakami Tsumugi, admiring the declining sunset.
Being in such a situation, he became calm and calm.
The fireball slowly approached the sea level with an unstoppable momentum. Blood spread on the sea surface, and blood spurted out, spreading in their direction, and continued to extend to the end of their field of vision.
From a distance, it looks like a wound.
"Actually, it's not very good-looking." Kawakami said.
Beside them, Mr. Kingsley was chatting with a group of his friends. It was in English and he spoke very quickly, and Qian Muliangchen could only understand part of it. The group of people looked at them from time to time, and the look in their eyes made him feel a little uncomfortable.
It was a look that looked at a purebred dog.
"When...will we start?"
Qianki Liangchen asked in a low voice. He couldn't help but want to urge Kawakami. Although Kawakamiji didn't reveal any way to escape, he knew he must have a plan.
"Don't worry, there will be a chance."
Kawakami Tsumugi said softly. He was still looking at the sunset that was half swallowed by the horizon, and his expression did not waver at all.
Soon, after dusk faded, the lights inside the cruise ship were lit up all night long. The night was a party time for the people, and Mr. Kingsley took them back to their rooms.
Kawakami looked up calmly and looked at Mr. Kingsley.
He stood further forward than Qian Muyangchen, with his body slightly turned to the side. This was a somewhat protective posture.
Then Kawakamiji smiled.
It was undeniable that there was something indescribably amazing about him when he smiled.
It was the early morning sunshine dispersing the strange mist of the dark night, and green buds sprouting from the withered tree stumps; it was like watching some dead and rotten things squeeze out a few strands of life from themselves.
"Mr. Kingsley?" Tsumugi Kawakami shouted in a low voice with doubt in his tone.
Qian Muyangchen didn't know much, but he also knew what was going to happen next. Kawakami Tsumugi squeezed his hand twice. This was a warning, warning him not to act rashly. So Qianmu Liangchen calmed down, but couldn't help pinching the blade in his sleeve.
He suddenly discovered that Kawakami Tsumugi gave him the blade just to gain his trust. At this juncture, he couldn't help at all.
Their buyer perfunctorily allowed Qianki Yoshitatsu to return to his room, then took Kawakami away and entered the master bedroom of the suite.
Qian Mu Liangchen stood there without moving. He watched helplessly as the door closed in front of his eyes.
Five minutes later, the door opened again.
The one who came out was Kawakami Tsumugi.
Then there was a strong smell of rust.
Blood, blood everywhere, trickling down from Kawakami Tsumugi's dark blue gauze skirt. The same thing happened to the left half of his face, but it was only stained a little, like red ink falling on white paper.
Kawakamiji looked tired and listless. He was a little irritable and looked more like a ghost doll in a horror movie than before.
In fact, there has always been a lifeless ghostly aura about Kawakami Tsumugi. Unless he smiles all the time, it's easy for others to notice.
"Tsk, I'm not good at business." Kawakami complained in a low voice, "This is the first time I tried to hide the blade in the mouth, and ended up breaking my tongue."
"I didn't avoid the dirty things and got them all over me." After thinking about it, the child covered in blood added another sentence.
Qian Mu Liangchen couldn't hold back and took a small step back.
"Are you scared by me?" Kawakami asked.
