District 9

The next night, eight o'clock.

In the small restaurant opposite the Zhicheng Transportation Company on Nanyang Road, Tang Yuan looked at Zhao Bao speechlessly and said, "Brother, how do you look like you are dressing like someone who wants to make an unannounced visit?"

"What's wrong?" Zhao Bao spread his palms in confusion and asked, "Is there anything wrong with what I'm wearing?"

"You're wearing something too eye-catching."

"Where are the eyes blown out?" Zhao Bao replied speechlessly: "Red sweatshirt, black sweatpants, sneakers, tell me where the eyes are blown out?"

"...Brother, the people who come here to eat are all ordinary people who work hard. You are dressed like a rap player, so don't others look strange? And when you go out to do news, you have a What's the big gold chain for?" Tang Yuan almost went crazy.

"Don't you think this goes well with you?" Zhao Bao pulled the gold chain and said, "This is fake, it goes with the clothes."

"I asked you to come to the beauty pageant?" Tang Yuan shouted urgently: "Take it down for me!"

"Is it really eye-catching?" Zhao Bao spends his whole day in the EU zone either studying or attending various drinking parties. Where does he usually have the opportunity to observe how ordinary people live? So he felt that Tang Yuan was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Listen to me, you have to change your clothes and dress a little more maturely so that people don't look abnormal." Tang Yuan said in a low voice: "And when we go out to run news, we can't always follow them in the hotel. This will also make people look easy. Doubtful, so we’d better get a car.”

"Do you have any channels to buy a car?" Zhao Bao asked with a frown.

"Yes." Tang Yuan replied in a low voice: "Just buy a van that is about to be scrapped. It will cost about two to three thousand."

"Okay, I'll get you the money and you go buy it."

"Hey, I have something to ask you." Tang Yuan asked curiously: "How much is your father's monthly salary?"

"He has advertising dividends on the online broadcast station, and he can probably earn more than 10,000 yuan a month." Zhao Bao recalled carefully and replied.

"Then if you go to school in the European Union, how much money will he give you per month?"

"Living expenses are 8,000, social and entertainment expenses are extra." Zhao Bao replied calmly: "What's wrong?"

"Your dad only earns 10,000 a month, but he gives you 8,000? Haha, your dad also has gray income, right?" Tang Yuan asked with a smile.

When Zhao Bao heard this, he immediately scolded silently: "Are you stupid? Do you even need to ask? If my old man has no gray income, how can he order me, and my three or four mothers?!"

Tang Yuan was speechless when he saw Zhao Bao confessing so frankly: "Ah, we have quite a lot of aunties, right?"

"Well, you are a literati and a poet. My father has raised several girls, and my mother also knows about it. But I don't care about this matter, because I am not good at it." Zhao Bao understood his father very well.

"Your family's life is enviable."

"Don't go off track, let's get to the point." Zhao Bao was too lazy to talk about the gossip in his family: "What on earth did you bring me here for?"

Tang Yuan thought about it for a long time and explained in a low voice: "I have seen that car pulling eight children before."

"Have you seen it before? How come you've seen it before?"

"Didn't I tell you yesterday? While I was squatting inside, I met a young man who drove for a trafficker. He told me some gossip in this circle." Tang Yuanzhan mainly narrated: "He He said that the largest human trafficker gang in Songjiang is the Zhicheng Transportation Company next to it. The boss is Pei Deyong, and the person who mainly runs this business is Niu Zhen. After I was released from prison, I didn’t have any cases in hand, so I wanted to follow this one first. Let’s see if we can dig out some points that can be used to write a manuscript.”

"Well, keep talking." Zhao Bao nodded.

"From then on, I would walk around Zhicheng every night." Tang Yuan recalled it carefully and said, "I found that every half month, or about twenty days, they would have trucks arriving here, but I But I have never seen goods piled up in the goods yard, nor have I seen anyone guarding the door of the large warehouse."

"Isn't that what you're pulling?" Zhao Bao already understood what Tang Yuan meant.

"Yes." Tang Yuan nodded and responded: "However, I have never seen anyone in the car. Oh, by the way, I saw the box truck that was pulling eight children this time twice at the Zhicheng Freight Yard. And they all took photos and kept records.”

"But this isn't right. It stands to reason that no matter how well they keep secrets, they can't help but there are always people watching them?!" Zhao Bao was a little confused: "It has been so long, but you have never seen anyone kidnapped. Child, this is not common sense."

"I thought about it carefully later," Tang Yuan squinted his eyes and responded: "There are two possibilities: First, the cargo yard of Zhicheng Transportation Company is not the place where the kidnapped people are detained. Second, it is also possible that this company, They are not responsible for guarding the kidnapped people at all. They may have contacted the buyers first and then sent them directly to the destination by the traffickers. The reason why the car returned was because both the driver and the caretakers needed to rest and could also take the opportunity to Waiting for a new job.”

Zhao Bao nodded after listening: "Your analysis makes sense."

"The reason why I asked you to come over is actually very simple." Tang Yuan licked his lips: "When their next car arrives, we will follow directly and we can understand their operation process."

"I think this is a bit risky, right?" When Zhao Bao heard this, he asked worriedly: "Think about it, eight children died last time, why will they become more cautious now? Right? You shouldn’t be working according to the previous process, right?"

"No." Tang Yuan smiled and shook his head: "In the eyes of you and me, the death of eight children is a big deal, a tragedy, and an important matter that needs to be addressed. But in the eyes of these traffickers, this matter is It was just a minor problem that occasionally occurred during the operation of the company. In addition, the case occurred in an area to be planned, and they were able to deal with it, so the death of these eight children did not affect them at all. Even after a while , they may have forgotten.”

Zhao Bao was stunned when he heard the sound.

"If you believe me, let's squat here."

"Okay." Zhao Bao nodded: "That's it, you go get the car, and I'll go get two sets of clothes."

…

Inside a store on Nanyang Road.

Pei Deyong was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette with his head down.

"Boss, something happened to Brother Niu. I can't handle any of the business he has." A young man stood nearby and reminded him softly.

Pei Deyong raised his head when he heard the sound: "It will take some time for Niu Zhen to come out. How many jobs does he have now?"

"Three jobs, one from Changji and two from Fengbei." The young man responded in a low voice.

Pei Deyong took a puff of his cigarette, thought for a while and then ordered: "Finish these three sales as quickly as possible, and then don't touch the piglets (traffickers) for the time being."

The young man was stunned and asked with a puzzled expression: "No more touching? Is...?"

"For the time being, I will focus all my energy on the medicine thread and compete with Ma Laoer and the others." Pei Deyong said in a low voice: "Let's put aside the matter of catching piglets for the time being. If the medicine thread is done well, the income will be Not bad, we will take this opportunity to transform."

"Okay, I understand." After the young man nodded, he thought for a moment and asked: "Then I will directly tell the delivery people that they will directly deliver the piglets to the destination this time and then go back. That's totally fine. Don’t you need to stand in Songjiang again?”

"Yes, don't let them in." After Pei Deyong nodded, he sighed and said, "I'm just wondering, where does Ma's medicine come from? How can I check it?"