Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

The floor was cold and hard, and it was swaying around and extremely bumpy.

Qing Qing was uncomfortably awakened.

She opened her eyes, but couldn't see anything.

It was dark here, and she couldn't see her fingers, and she seemed to be locked in a large carriage, with an unpleasant smell of gasoline and an indescribable stench on her nose.

It's like a pile of tattered clothes and rotten vegetables mixed together, and it will be fermented for a few months, which is very disgusting.

Qing Qing almost got vomited.

He stubbornly covered his nose, her face wrinkled, Qing Qing did not dare to speak, but in the bottom of her heart she already had a guess about her situation.

She may have been kidnapped, or she may have been caught by the big bad wolf.

Mom said that it’s dangerous outside. Many bad guys will come to catch children from wealthy people like her, threaten moms and dads to pay, and tear up the tickets if they don’t, so she never lets her go out.

Qingqing didn't understand what it meant to tear a ticket, but it was definitely not a good thing to be used by adults to scare children.

As the nanny said, unbehaved children will be caught and eaten by the big bad wolf.

But no matter what the situation is, Qingqing is very scared.

The small body couldn't help curling up in the corner, shivering, tears flowing, but silent.

She didn't want her parents to be threatened, and she didn't want to be eaten by the big bad wolf.

So scared, is there no one to save her?

Uncle...brother...Ajin...son...

There seemed to be a whimpering cry around him, and Qing Qing was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't cry.

Upon listening carefully, I found that there was more than one cry.

It turned out that besides her, there were other children in the carriage.

"Are you also caught by the big bad wolf?" she asked quietly.

It may be that the existence of her peers gave her a sense of security, and Qingqing was a little bolder before daring to speak.

There was a moment of silence around, and after a while, another voice responded: "It's not the big bad wolf, we were kidnapped by kidnappers."

"What is a kidnapper?" This is a new term for Qingqing.

"..." The other party didn't seem to expect Qingqing to be so stupid, he didn't even know what the kidnapper was.

But thinking of her voice seemed very immature, he was a little clear again: "How old are you?"

"Three and a half years old." It is mid-June, and Qing Qing was born at the beginning of the month.

She is naturally sensitive to numbers, so she remembers her age firmly.

"No wonder." Someone seemed to mumble not far away, but immediately

Silencer.

On the contrary, it was the little boy who talked to Qingqing at first, and then talked to her: "My name is Nian Gao, five years old this year."

"Brother Rice Cake." Qingqing politely called, and added: "My name is Qingqing."

"Sister Qingqing."

The sky gradually brightened outside, and the sun permeated through the gaps in the carriages and shone into the dark carriages.

With this little light, everyone finally recovered a little bit of vision.

"She is not tied up." Someone exclaimed in a low voice

Following the reminder of this voice, everyone also saw that Qing Qing was not **** like they did.

This is not unexpected.

When Qingqing was taken away, the trafficker was drunk, and seeing that she was too young, expecting that she would not be able to run without someone tied up, so she simply slackened and threw the person into the car.

But for people like rice cakes, this is no different from a glimmer of hope that suddenly appeared in despair.

"Sister Qingqing."

I swallowed my saliva nervously, the rice cake heart was pounding, but he didn't let out a loud scream, but lowered his voice even more, almost saying in a breath, "Can you help us untie the rope?"

"Rope?" Qingqing looked around and found that except for her, the other children had their hands and feet firmly **** by the rope, and they fell to the ground in a twisted posture.

It's uncomfortable to watch.

All the people she saw were subconsciously nervous, for fear that she would not let them loose.

But unexpectedly and as it should be, Qingqing readily agreed: "Okay."

She didn't waste time, crawling to the rice cake side with her hands and feet, probing her hands to grab the rope behind him.

The traffickers used thick hemp rope and tied it tightly.

Qingqing struggled hard for most of the day, not only did he fail to untie the rope, but his little hands were also worn out.

"It hurts..." she cried and said aggrieved: "Qing Qing can't solve it."

Others were a little uproar, and they had hoped and faced despair. This kind of thing could not be accepted by adults, let alone a group of children.

Only the nian gao is calmer. He comforted Qingqing patiently: "Don't worry, just untie it a little bit. I believe Qingqing can do it."

Pursing her lips, Qing Qing simply crawled behind the rice cake, reached out and grabbed the knot in his hand and bit her.

Facts have proved that the power of small deciduous teeth is very powerful.

The knot that could not be shaken was loosened little by little until it could be directly untied by the hand before being torn off by Qing Qing.

"Qing Qing is awesome!" With his hands free, the rice cake immediately bowed and untied the rope on his leg.

Freed from the restraints, he immediately rescued other children.

After that, Qingqing didn't have anything to do. In order to unlock the rice cake brother's rope, her teeth hurt and she had to rest.

The nian gao is two years older than Qing Qing, but her ability to act is many times stronger than her.

After a while, all the children in the car were unbound.

The freed children couldn't help but get up and move their hands and feet, but they also paid attention not to make too much noise.

They have been abducted for some time, and they have long known that if they are too noisy to attract the attention of traffickers, they will be scolded for a while, or severely beaten.

If you are afraid of being beaten, you will naturally behave.

"We have to find a way to escape."

Nian Gao whispered to discuss with others.

Obviously his age is not the oldest among the kidnapped children, but inexplicably, the crowd is headed by him, and everything depends on him.

"How to escape?" Someone questioned: "They are adults, so much taller than us, and there are cars. We can't escape at all."

"Yes, as long as you do as I said!" Nian Gao firmly said.

He was actually very scared, but he knew better that if they didn't run away now, they would never see their parents again.

"Don't you want to go home? Don't you want to go back to Mom and Dad?"

Many children think of their parents and their original warm and happy home, and they can't help sobbing, even Qingqing is no exception.

She missed her uncles and younger brothers, as well as her sons.

With the encouragement of going home, everyone immediately became very cooperative.

They leaned together, taking turns to sleep and rest, trying to recover their strength.

The children of Wangfeng are always alert to the outside movement according to the instructions of the rice cakes. Once the car has a tendency to stop, immediately remind everyone.

Everyone will tie the rope back to themselves for the first time, pretending to be still tied.

But in fact, the re-tied rope is a slipknot, and you can untie it with a gentle pull on your backhand without the help of others.

"Qingqing, you don't have a rope. When the car stops, just pretend to be asleep. Don't move, you know?"

"Hmm."

After driving for several hours, the truck with many kidnapped children finally stopped in a remote abandoned factory.

The trafficker who was driving got out of the car and opened the rear compartment, and his cold and sharp eyes swept in.

Seeing all the children cowering and avoiding his sight, their hands and feet tightly bound, no matter how they struggle, they can only wriggle on the ground like a caterpillar.

It's like a pile of moving money.

The trafficker chuckled, deliberately scornful, and said gruffly, "Give me honestly, otherwise don't want to eat tonight!"

In order to ensure that these abducted children do not have the strength to escape, they only eat one meal a day, and they can't eat enough.

At most it can keep them alive.

These children have all tried the taste of being hungry, and they have already learned how to behave.

Everyone was too timid to resist, obediently letting themselves be like sandbags, being carried and thrown into the abandoned factory by several traffickers.

Here, there are more kidnapped children.

Their mental and physical conditions are obviously worse than those of Qingqing and others, and they don't know how long they have suffered here.

"Huh? Why is there another untied one here?"

The trafficker who moved to Qingqing was surprised to find that there was no rope on her.

"Oh, I got it back last night. Seeing that she is still young and can't run a few steps, she didn't tie it."

The trafficker who took Qingqing casually explained.

"Get a rope."

To be on the safe side, all the children have to be tied up.

What they do in this business is earning conscience money, and a little carelessness is a life in prison.

"Forget it, I drank too much yesterday, as if I accidentally gave this child too much medicine, you see if the person is not awake now, just let it go."

It was not the conscience of the trafficker who found out, but he was afraid that Qingqing was too young and his body was too weak.

It was originally Chinese medicine. If he was still **** and thrown on the ground, he would get sick if he didn't know it.

This child is good-looking and can get a good price no matter where he sells it. He doesn't want to make trouble with money.

This is exactly what the human trafficker companion heard.

And more than a dozen of them are guarding here, don't they still see a three-year-old child?

So he didn't tie Qingqing up again, and even threw her into a pile of junk piled with worn cardboard in the factory building without letting her lie directly on the ground.

Although all the same dirty.

Qingqing and their group of abducted children are about 20, from all over the world, and even a few foreign faces.

One can imagine how big this group of human traffickers is.

But these are not the things that Qingqings should worry about now. The first thing to delay is to find a way to escape and then find someone for help.

The plan for the nian gao is simple. They can't run in the car, so they can only pretend to be arrested and follow the traffickers back to their home.

Then when I had dinner at night, I had something in my stomach and my strength recovered a bit.

Continue to wait until the dead of night.

The traffickers should have all fallen asleep at that time, and they can take this opportunity to escape quietly.

The other kidnapped children in the factory are a surprise to the nian gao.

He immediately changed his plan, ready to release everyone.

If everyone runs apart and runs together, the chances of escape are greater.

No matter how many people can run out in the end, as long as one person finds an adult to call the police, they have the hope of being rescued.

"But... how do we tell the adults where the others are being held?"

An older child asked questions.

They were all being transported here and detained in dark carriages, with no way of seeing outside, nor knowing where they were sent.

"Qing Qing knows."

Qingqing actively raised her hands to speak, everyone turned their heads to look at her when they heard the sound.

"Aren't you asleep?" asked other children who didn't know Qing Qing was pretending to be unconscious.

"wake up."

Climbing down the debris pile awkwardly, Qingqing trot to squat down next to the rice cake, wanting to participate in the discussion meeting on everyone's escape plan.

"How does Sister Qingqing know where this is?" Nian Gao asked curiously.

"The house number, there is a sticker at the gate." Qing Qing pointed at the factory gate outside.

She has lived in a villa area since she was a child, and every building inside looks very similar.

It is inevitable that the children will not recognize their own house after playing in the community, and the parents of each household will teach them to recognize the house number.

So it is not unusual for Qingqing to know how to read house numbers.

"Xiaoning?, 338. There is another word Qingqing doesn't recognize."