Immediately afterwards, a bloody light blew out from the wall light, Qing Xiran's cold voice came, with a hint of metallic texture, and she said again:

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about where I sent my daughter."

"Why tell you?"

The man on the ground gritted his teeth and stared at Qing Xiran tightly, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he had a fierce feeling.

Suddenly, his fingers burst into pain, and he started to roll on the ground yelling.

It was the secret ill that took a needle and stabbed it into a finger of the man.

Qu Yang held the pillow and pressed his face tightly to cover the scream. He even screamed that the man who was struggling on the ground could not scream much.

This method made Shen Xiaoman and Wen Jing tremble.

He was also scared to the point of another man whose hands were tied up with his back and had a ball of smelly socks in his mouth. He shivered, covered in cold sweat, and looked at Qing Xiran with fear in his eyes.

There was only a small wall lamp behind her, and there was a ball of light that made people unable to see their appearance clearly.

"Do you say not to say it? If you don't say it, you will lose your finger. You will keep hurting like this, until it hurts to death."

Qing Xiran bent down, picked up the pencils left behind the pencils that fell on the ground, handed it back, Wen Jing quickly stepped forward to take the debris and threw it into the trash can.

Those who have been with Qing Xiran for a long time will know that her eyes are particularly sharp and a little bit of debris can be found. Since she has discovered it, she will definitely go into the trash can.

After picking up the garbage, Qing Xiran looked at the man rolling on the ground and sneered:

"If you don't say it, I've tied one here. I'll hurt you first. I'll ask the other one, and it's the same."

"I said, I said!"

The man rolling on the ground, flapping his face covered under the pillow and begged for mercy. When Qu Yang took away the pillow in his hand with a sneering look, he began to stutter about Qing Yiyi's whereabouts.

The child was accepted by Xiaolongren from the East District and was accepted by their Xiaolongren agency in the West District. Because Qing was found one by one by the security check in the West District, they took the child away from the security check in the West District and sent him away directly. The child was never sent back to this villa.

"Then where did you tie my daughter?"

Qing Xiran put down the picture book in his hand, held a knife and started to sharpen the pencil, and said:

"You see, I have asked you so many questions, so you should take the initiative. Don't just say whatever I ask. Tell me everything you know. Take the initiative and you will suffer less."

"I don't know, you are not following your line. We are following another child. The people from the East District are following you. All the selected children are sent to the East District of Xiangcheng."

Qing Xiran stopped talking, but only blew the broken pencils that were sharpened by himself, put down the knife in his hand, and stood up with the pencil in his left hand.

As soon as she left the sofa, Wenjing pushed Shen Xiaoman and signaled her to pick up the debris on the ground.

When Qing Xiran walked to the man who was forced to confess, he squatted on one knee on the ground and asked again:

"How many children have you kidnapped in Xiangcheng?"

There are not many children with mental arithmetic talent. There are only five major districts in Xiangcheng. Only one or two children with mental arithmetic talent can be found in one district, and there are only a dozen children with mental arithmetic talent in one city.

So even if Xiaolongren's mental calculation training abducted a few children, in a society with such a high mortality rate, if they use a little method, they can kill their behavior in the dark without anyone noticing.

"There are currently 8 Xiaolongren's mental arithmetic training in the east district of Xiangcheng. It is our agency headquarters in Xiangcheng. I will only wait for the order from above to transfer all to J City."

The man in the black suit was panting and told him everything he knew. As for what treatment would be given to the children after the transfer, he didn't know.

"J City is hard to protect itself, do you still send your children to J City?"

Qing Xiran played with a pencil with one hand, stepped forward with the tip of the pen, raised the bloody man's chin, looked at the other person's eyes carefully, trying to tell from his eyes whether he was lying.

The man shook his head and said that he didn't know either, he really didn't know.

"Eight children, how do you deal with the parents of those children?"

Qing Xiran changed her question. She was very curious about this and was a little tired of squatting. She took back her pencil, stood up, and looked down at the man on the ground.

Wenjing behind her again signaled to Shen Xiaoman. Shen Xiaoman quickly brought a chair to Qing Xiran and asked Qing Xiran to sit, looking at the man slightly.

She doesn't like the feeling of looking down on others, which will give people a sense of contempt that she is not humble enough.

The man with half his life left on the ground took a breath and said honestly:

"If there are parents who are easy to talk to, they will give up some money. If they are not easy to talk to, they will just do the wrong things and take away their children..."

After saying this, he kicked him again.

In the RV, the atmosphere became heavier and heavy. Qing Xiran looked solemn and said angrily to the man on the ground:

"You haven't thought about whether those parents are willing to give up their children, right? How did your heart grow if they are lost and their children are kidnapped?"

After a pause, Qing Xiran asked some detailed questions, including how the other party received Qing Yiyi from the security check, and what was Qing Yiyi's behavior at that time.

The men on the ground answered very vaguely. When they took Qing Yiyi from the security check in the West District, the three words "Qing Yiyi" were written on the schoolbag that Qing Yiyi was carrying, and there was also a name sticker on her clothes.

And there are photos of Qing Yiyi and Qing Xiran on the side of Xiaolongren.

At that time, I checked the person with the photos, and after everything was correct, I sent him directly to the East District.

"Photo? What photo?"

Qing Xiran frowned slightly. The photos of her and Qing Yiyi were taken? Why didn’t she know when they were taken?

During the years when Qing Xiran raised Qing Yiyi, she never posted her children on WeChat Moments, nor spoke publicly on any social media. It was not to avoid anyone or guard against anyone, but she had no hobby to show off her children at all.

What activities do you participate in on weekdays? For example, when a kindergarten enters the kindergarten, parents will fill out an agreement. Regarding the child's portrait rights, some kindergartens will use their children's photos to promote kindergartens.

Qing Xiran signed all these agreements to deny. She didn't think it would be beneficial for her children to make a vote of the cuteest star kids, or to help the kindergarten take a few beautiful photos.

The exposure of her child will not bring any personal benefits to her. On the way, some scouts said that Qing Yiyi was very cute. He asked him to participate in the training of a model and the opportunity to be a child star in the future. They all belong to Qing Xiran's negative scope.

She is not as trash as she has to rely on her own children to make money to support her family.
Chapter completed!