Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 277 Candy

After they finished eating, Song Chunlin picked up the garbage for them and took it away. Before leaving, he kept reminding them not to make any noise.

Many little kids nodded obediently, only Dabao and Song Yuanyuan were still confused.

Song Chunlin was worried, so he could only point his finger at his head, indicating that Dabao should contact him through the space if he had any problems.

After Song Chunlin left, some of the timid children began to worry again. They whispered about whether Song Chunlin would come back.

"Will he really come back?"

The older child comforted the younger one: "It should be possible, aren't his brothers and sisters here too?"

However, the little boy was still worried: "You said the same thing when Brother Liuliu left last time, but, but..."

"But what?"

The little boy choked up and said, "But Brother Liu Liu escaped and was caught again. He was beaten so badly and bled a lot. The bad guys forced us to watch, saying that if we didn't obey, we would end up like Brother Liu Liu. That night, Liu Liu was sold by them, and we don't know where he was taken to."

Everyone's heart sank after hearing this. Many people here were captured later and had not been here as long as the little boy. Naturally, they didn't know about this incident earlier. The timid ones couldn't help crying when they thought about how Song Chunlin might have been beaten to a bloody mess.

This crying ruined everything. One person cried, everyone cried, and kept saying that they didn't want their big brother to die.

Song Chunming and the others all looked upset after hearing this. Song Chunxiao pointed at the first boy who spoke angrily and said, "You are talking nonsense. My brother will not be caught. He is so powerful. He can also %$^^&~"

Song Chunming covered his brother's mouth with his hand, silly boy, they didn't even know if they could run away, how could he expose his cards like this.

The accused little boy showed a trace of regret on his face, and prayed secretly in his heart that such a good big brother would never be caught by those bad guys.

These kids all overlooked the first and most important point: why was Song Chunlin able to sneak in so smoothly just now? Not only did he come in by himself, but he also brought so many new and exotic foods, and none of the bad guys could find him.

Fortunately, these are all children. If they had a primary school diploma, they would not be so easily deceived by Song Chunlin.

Now these children are immersed in the fear that Song Chunlin will be discovered. Their crying is getting louder and louder, and gradually they are unable to control it. Song Chunming and others are afraid that the crying of these children will attract the bad guys, so they try their best to step forward to stop them.

"Don't cry. If you keep crying, the bad guys will find you. You don't want them to know that my brother has been here, do you?"

Several older children nodded with sobs, trying hard to control themselves and not cry too loudly, but the younger ones were not able to do it. After they had eaten and drunk enough, their cries were much louder than before.

Song Chunming was overwhelmed. Song Chunxiao held Song Yuanyuan and kept comforting her. If her brothers hadn't been there, Song Yuanyuan would have started crying long ago.

But when she saw so many people crying together, the young girl also felt scared. She huddled tightly in her brother's arms with red eyes, which made Song Chunming and Song Chunxiao feel distressed.

Dabao squatted in front of Song Yuanyuan and saw that she seemed scared. He scratched his head and thought of the sweet candies he had eaten in the space. So he immediately took out a candy from his arms. The shiny candy wrapper made Song Yuanyuan's eyes widen. She recognized the thing in front of her. It was the delicious candy that her parents rarely gave her.

Song Yuanyuan pointed at the candy in Dabao's hand and whispered, "It's candy."

"Yes, it's candy. Does Yuanyuan eat candy?"

Song Chunxiao stared at the candy. If he remembered correctly, this thing was the same candy that his second brother often secretly gave him.

Exactly the same candies. Who is this Dabao? Why does he have the same candies as his brother? Or did his second brother give them to him without his knowledge?

No, his second brother actually gave candy to this outsider behind his back? And judging from his appearance, it seemed like he gave more than one.

Sure enough, Dabao gave candies to the crying children one by one, and the crying sounds in the room gradually became smaller. Everyone stared at the candies in their hands curiously, wondering why the candy wrappers were so shiny and the colors were so beautiful. Some children pinched them carefully, and the candy wrappers made a rustling sound.

These children seemed to have discovered some new toys and began to observe the colors of the candies in each other's hands. Some children got colorful candies and felt that they were the luckiest, and happily shared them with their friends.

The children who didn't cry also stared at the candies, and some of them were even swallowing their saliva secretly. They were too embarrassed to ask Dabao. The older brother had already treated them to delicious meat patties and sweet syrup, and the aroma of food was still lingering in their mouths. How could they ask someone else's younger brother for candies?

But that candy looked really beautiful. Some children had already opened the candy wrapper, and inside was hard candy with fruity aroma. The translucent candy looked very tempting. The child licked it carefully, and it tasted sweet and had a hint of fragrance. The candy in his hand was lychee-flavored hard candy. Naturally, the children in Beijing had never eaten lychees, they just thought it smelled good.

Dabao looked at the older children, thought about it, and gave one to each of them.

"Here, I heard someone say that when you're in a bad mood, just eat some candy. Don't worry, my Lord...Brother will definitely come back with people to pick us up. He never lies."

"Nonsense, that's my brother!" Song Chunxiao was dissatisfied with Dabao calling Song Chunlin brother. He was even more jealous that his second brother actually gave this brat so many candies. He was angry!

Dabao tilted his head and looked at him in confusion: "I know he is your brother."

Song Chunxiao walked up to Dabao angrily, put her hands on her hips and glared at him: "You are not allowed to call my second brother my brother, you are not our younger brother."

Seeing how Dabao was rejecting him, he felt sad, thinking that it was clearly the owner who told him to call him brother, this kid was so annoying, Dabao didn't like him.

Song Chunming came over and pulled Song Chunxiao back to Song Yuanyuan, and told him: "Song Xiaobao, don't lose your temper. If there is anything, we can talk about it after we go out. What you have to do now is to stay with Yuanyuan. Promise me that you can't leave Yuanyuan for a moment, understand?"

Song Chunxiao felt wronged and thought that Song Chunming was no longer on her side, but she still held back her tears and promised Song Chunming that she would take good care of her sister.

Song Chunming touched Song Chunxiao's head, but he avoided it. Song Chunming knew that he was still angry. He felt helpless and just wanted to go out and comfort his brother, but it was not appropriate at the moment.

Dabao felt suddenly disliked and was a little confused. He didn't understand why the friend who played well with him yesterday turned against him today and didn't allow him to call the master brother. But why? The master himself asked him to call him brother. The master's younger brother was so annoying. The younger sister was more cute. He didn't want to like the stinky younger brother anymore.

Dabao walked angrily to the place farthest away from Song Chunxiao. The children next to them also noticed that they were quarreling, and silently made room for Dabao. Seeing that he dared to look down on her, Song Chunxiao turned her head away angrily and simply stopped looking at Dabao.

On the other side, Song Chunlin was still exploring the rooms in the yard. He had no idea what kind of intrigue his younger brothers were doing to snatch their brother. He found a child who was only breathing his last breath in the most remote woodshed. The child looked to be seven or eight years old. One of his hands and feet was broken, two ribs were broken in his chest, and his internal organs were bleeding to varying degrees. Song Chunlin discovered that the injuries on his body were not caused within a day. It looked more like he was beaten again before the last wound healed.

"These beasts." Song Chunlin cursed inwardly. He turned the dying boy over and laid him down. The boy seemed to have a fever and his whole body was burning hot. Looking at his thin clothes, Song Chunlin felt that if he had not found him today, he would either have been beaten to death or frozen to death. Of course, the most likely possibility was that he died of various complications.

"Luckily you met me. As long as I'm here, I'll keep you alive."

Song Chunlin took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao from the space, and fed him the safety pill inside according to the instructions, and then gave him a lot of spiritual spring water. The boy's life seemed to be saved. Song Chunlin did not dare to really cure the boy. If he was completely cured, how could people sympathize with him? The boy was beaten so badly, he had to show it to other people. This was part of the evidence of the human traffickers' crimes.

“Liu Liu…”

"What? What six?" Song Chunlin didn't hear clearly what he said and thought he said the number six. When he lowered his head to listen again, the child had fallen asleep completely.

Song Chunlin was dumbfounded. No, this medicine is so effective? Fall asleep in seconds?

Forget it, I can't rely on a child.

Song Chunlin sorted out the straw in the woodshed, spread a thick layer of it on the ground, and then covered the boy with another layer. After thinking about it, he took out two heating patches and stuck them on the boy's clothes on the back, so that at least his body would not suffer from complete hypothermia.

After doing all this, Song Chunlin patted the straw on his body and continued to check other rooms.

This group of human traffickers are richer than Song Chunlin imagined. The yard they rent has three entrances and three exits. The rent of such a large house is not cheap in the capital. Most of the people living here are businessmen with good family backgrounds or some minor officials, and the public security is very good. It is precisely because of this that who would have thought that the large yard separated from them by a wall is the lair of human traffickers.

Is this what the saying means, the darkest place is under the lamp?

After searching the woodshed, Song Chunlin continued to look for the next room where the children were held. These people held the abducted children in different rooms. In addition to the room where Dabao and the others were, there were four remaining rooms. There were relatively few people held in these four rooms. One of them was full of children around eleven or twelve years old, all girls and boys. Children of this age were more difficult to take care of, so the people inside were all lying in a mess, and none of them were conscious.

Seeing these children in dishevel, Song Chunlin's heart skipped a beat. He used his mental power to check on them. He found that their clothes were just messy and they didn't seem to have been harmed. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He observed carefully and found that these children were at least pretty in appearance. Some of them were from wealthy families. They had fair skin and tender flesh. Their inner clothes were made of fine silk, but their outer clothes were replaced with coarse linen. Song Chunlin once again cursed those beasts.

It was obvious that these children were going to be sold to brothels, so these people only molested them but did not actually do anything, otherwise they would not be able to sell them for a good price.

After Song Chunlin figured this out, he felt very complicated. He didn't know what to say, and it was not easy to wake them all up. He had to bite the bullet and tidy up their clothes one by one, to prevent the yamen runners who came in to rescue them from seeing them and thinking of bad things.

After doing all this, Song Chunlin quickly checked the other three rooms. The children held in these rooms were similar to those in Dabao's room, except that there were fewer of them and they were all unconscious. Song Chunlin guessed that perhaps the children in these three rooms were particularly noisy, so the traffickers gave them large doses of drugs.

Song Chunlin originally wanted to feed them all some spiritual spring water, but seeing that it was getting late and he had been out for so long, it was time to go back, so he turned back to where those people were drinking.

Song Chunlin used his mental power to give them hints. These people couldn't see him, so Song Chunlin had no burden in giving them drugs. Since they liked drinking so much, he might as well try the power of modern industrial alcohol. If they didn't die from drinking it, then he would make them drink to death.

Watching this group of people drinking the wine mixed with industrial alcohol, they all had strange expressions on their faces. They all felt that the taste of today's wine seemed to be a little different, with a pungent smell.

However, these people seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. Even though they knew there was something wrong with the wine, they didn't say a word and just kept pouring glass after glass.

Song Chunlin left here with satisfaction and prepared to call for help. As for the life and death of these people, it was none of his business. Industrial alcohol would not kill people in a short time. At most, it would make people feel uncomfortable, dizzy, nauseous and want to vomit. Compared with the harm suffered by those children, this was nothing.

Song Chunlin patted his butt and left. This group of human traffickers were in trouble. After Song Chunlin left, a few people came back from outside. Seeing that they were drinking happily, they joined in. Fortunately, they were not given any mental suggestion. They spat out the first sip when they tasted something wrong. Seeing that others were still drinking, they thought it was their problem. They took another sip half-believingly and confirmed that it was the problem with the alcohol.