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This was Bennett’s first time seeing Quinlyn cry, and it shocked him. He quickly stepped forward and gently patted her back, saying, “Alright, alright. Donny wasn’t yelling at you. He just got really emotional Don’t be scared.”

Quinlyn shook her head. Her face was streaming with tears, but she showed little emotion. She simply looked quietly at Donny on the ground, clutching the document tightly.

Everyone felt heavy–hearted and their emotions toward Quinlyn were mixed. They understood that at just five years old, she couldn’t do much, but her calm recounting of the entire story seemed disturbingly indifferent and cold–hearted.

Bennett suggested that Donny take a break, but he refused. With red, tear–filled eyes, Donny said. “I’ll catch those bastards myself!” He was determined to avenge his sister.

Bennett sighed and reminded him to be polite to Quinlyn. After that, he prompted everyone to sit back down and continue the discussion.

“According to Quinlyn’s testimony and the discreet inquiries from other villagers, the victim was secretly sold into the village. The trade was very covert, unknown to most villagers.

“Here’s a question, though. If the victim didn’t lose her memory, why didn’t she speak out and ask for help?” Bennett said.

Right after Bennett spoke, another team member added. These victims must have been threatened”

Bennett nodded in agreement. “Okay, let’s start by checking family connections. We need to see if there was anything unusual around the time the victim disappeared. Donny, can we include your parents in the investigation?”

Donny spoke bitterly, “My parents have been looking for my sister for years–they’re exhausted. If they find out she endured such cruel treatment, they might break down.”

He thought it almost felt easier for them to believe Nancy just died in an accident. It was a less painful way to grieve, and that was how most families preferred to choose.

Bennett sighed, knowing the investigation would be tough, but he was ready to tackle it step by step. He turned to Quinlyn, his tone softening. “I feel bad about dragging you around right after your birthday. Let me give you a ride home.”

days, and if word got out that she cried at the station, he might end up

he was thinking about buying some candy to cheer her up, he felt a tug on the corner of his

face up at

logic before frowning. “You mean the criminals had something over them? I doubt it. We’ve checked their backgrounds at the beginning. All the victims had clean records, and most

up arguing in dorms–not to

start by look for jobs.”

understand her at first and thought she was just being

to the whiteboard covered in photos, her eyes locked on those smiling faces. “They are all beautiful

files show they either came from low–income families or had applied for scholarships. Even if some of

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poor, they worked part–time on weekends to boy what

herking them or by one to their surprise, they found that Quinlyn was right after

backgrounds of these victims seem random, which is why we’s we look closely at their lives, it’s clear they all needed money or had a strong desire

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suggests they might have been lured by high–paying

examined from numerous angles. If any other ope they wouldn’t still be

them, “Don’t you know that beautiful women are

Bennett was stunned, glancing at her in

with women. Criminals often go there daiming

more attractive women would try to escape to the city, where they can

and tied up in a car when those criminals tried to take her away. She resisted and they took her there directly. They threatened her by explaining how women survived

didn’t it burn down?” Bennett’s mouth felt dry, unable to comprehend such a nightmare In big cities, even nightclubs were monitored to prevent chaos.

she was the one who started the fire. That massive blaze nearly killed her, but it drew attention, which led to

they didn’t expect Quinlyn to have witnessed so much. At that moment, they began to understand why she could talk about Nancy so calmly. No one could develop a