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Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Now that the two groups had combined, the task force had case information and the bureau had knowledge of the border situation. Working together, they quickly identified the target.

“The local tyrants in this area number three. The most likely person involved in human trafficking is Barrow Zieger,” said Marvin, projecting an image of a sturdy, bearded man with a fierce look onto a slide.

“He controls a village with an oasis, making it the wealthiest in the region. However, no one knows the source of his income. We do know that many women appear in the village each year.

“They don’t look or talk like locals but refuse to admit they’ve been kidnapped. This has caused our several undercover operations to fail,” Marvin explained.

The task force also shared its information. “If these people are online loan victims threatened to work here, they might want to hide their identities to protect their families.

“But the village can’t accommodate the large number of women who register online each year. So, some are likely sent to other areas and sold as high–value goods,” said Bennett.

Marvin, touching his chin, says, “The local tyrants‘ protection network is always well–guarded. Direct arrests won’t work.

“With just Quinlyn as bait, at most we could lock up Barrow and a few accomplices, but more Barrows would emerge

tomorrow.

“The best plan is to clarify the connections between Josh, Yolanda, and Barrow, then apprehend all involved in the network.” Bennett nodded. Knowing Quinlyn was safe, they felt relieved and no longer rush into action.

Soon, the radio received another Morse code message: [I’m fine. Goodnight. Sleep early.]

The group was left speechless. It seemed the radio is being used as a chat tool.

Local senior officials looked on with complicated expressions. After years of working with the young informant, this was the first time they’ve heard such a affectionate tone from her.

Sometimes, during calls, when they heard her innocent voice, they’d instinctively tell her to be careful, ask if she was cold in winter, and offer to send clothes and food. But she always refused.

Hearing her now affectionate tone, they felt surprised and a bit wistful.

Marvin couldn’t help but laugh. “Looks like she’s picked up quite a bit of knowledge during her time in the city, at least she now knows all the words.”

leave notes, she drew pictures, even

could teach her were

now, he

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broken radio in the corner to send out radio waves when she turned around and saw the woman from earlier carrying a bucket of clothes, standing at the door

woman quickly lowered her head, not daring to speak.

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back and walked over to

no need. I can do it myself,” the woman, whose name was Flora, waved her

where she usually washed clothes. Flora said it was

time as they walked past houses and streets to a

and I won’t tell anyone. Please let me go.

cry when Quinlyn stopped

out the clothes from the bucket, which

at this task and

while glancing at

faster than usual with the help, that a smile appeared on Flora’s face. “Where do you usually get water?” Quinlyn asked as she sat on the ground, enjoying

pond,” Flora

water too?” Quinlyn continued.

light, but Quinlyn couldn’t be happy as she watched the soap bubbles from

out some chemicals, long–term consumption was still

while men could enter the oasis to collect clean

your children born here?”

father is a carpenter in the village and treats us well.” Flora’s face softened as she spoke of her husband and

hair, and she asked after a moment’s stare, “Have you ever thought about what

her hair–brushing, her face frozen.

“Will her father give her water from the oasis? When she grows up, if she’s pretty, can she stay here?

if talking to herself, but

I won’t let her leave me,” Flora

can you?” Quinlyn turned to her, calmly shattering her self–deception.