The prosecutor, called Old Wu, frowned as he heard this. He glanced at the photograph, his gaze lingering for two seconds before shifting to the face of one of the men on the ground.
Finally, the unconscious human traffickers all woke up just before the ambulance arrived, and what greeted them were pairs of silver handcuffs.
The human traffickers, "...?"
Seeing that they were all fine, the prosecutors exchanged glances. The dazed traffickers were all escorted onto the police car.
The human traffickers, "..." Who were they? Where were they? What had just happened??
"No! There's still a child in the car!"
Just as the prosecutors had escorted the human traffickers onto the police car, they suddenly heard another prosecutor not far away shouting with great anxiety.
Upon hearing this, the prosecutors hurried over.
At this moment, Mo Lin Yu, completely unharmed, not even a single hair out of place, was huddled in the corner of the van. He suppressed the fear in his eyes, not daring to move, and kept a close watch on the movements outside.
Hearing someone notice him, Mo Lin Yu looked up. His gaze passed through the shattered car window to the outside. Seeing the prosecutors in their uniforms, he breathed a sigh of relief and came back to his senses. His eyes subconsciously searched the surroundings, but apart from those prosecutors, there was nothing else outside.
Seeing this, a flicker of disappointment crossed Mo Lin Yu's eyes.
Was it truly his illusion...
Finally, Mo Lin Yu was also safely rescued.
One of the prosecutors saw his face and exclaimed with surprise, "Why are you here?"
Hearing this, the little boy lifted his dirty little face and looked at the female prosecutor who spoke. She looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall who she was for the moment.
The prosecutor beside her looked at the speaking female prosecutor in confusion. "Do you know him?"
The female prosecutor nodded, looking at the little boy in front of her with a complicated expression. "He is Mo Lin Yu."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other prosecutors changed, their faces also becoming complicated.
The female prosecutor glanced at the wrecked car not far away and subconsciously asked, "Today is Friday, didn't your parents..."
She paused halfway through, sighed, and spoke with pity, "Let's go, Auntie will take you home first."
Hearing this, Mo Lin Yu, who had been looking down and silent, suddenly looked up and said something that shocked everyone, "I saw my sister. She saved me."
Everyone present, "...?"
Seeing their disbelieving expressions, Mo Lin Yu panicked. He didn't want to leave here! His sister was still here, and he wanted to take her home with him, back to the home where only the two of them lived...
The prosecutors thought he had suffered too much and was hallucinating. They all sighed deeply. Some of the younger officers even had red eyes.
Alas... a pitiable child...
"Let's go, Auntie will take you home first."
The first female prosecutor patted the little boy's shoulder and said in a gentle tone.
Hearing this, Mo Lin Yu shook his head firmly. "No! My sister is still here! I want to go back with her!" His sister was still injured, and he needed to take her to the hospital. How could he leave first.
In the end, no matter how much the prosecutors tried to persuade him, Mo Lin Yu refused to leave. Whenever a prosecutor approached him, he would struggle frantically.
Seeing this from not far away, Ming Li frowned. This mission target seemed... a bit disobedient.
Thinking this, a strand of strange power appeared on Ming Li's pale fingertips and flew towards the little boy.
After finishing this, Ming Li subconsciously clapped her hands, intending to turn and leave. However, as soon as she clapped, one hand was slapped away.
Ming Li, "..."