the only fairy

Chapter 18

In the dim and narrow room, the handsome young man curled up on the old bed.He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, Asian, covered only with a thin blanket, under the blanket his plain white body was covered with welts that hadn't faded, red and purple intertwined.

Suddenly, the boy raised his head, stretched out his hand to the old newspapers pasted on the wall, carefully tore off a piece, corrected the corners, and made it into a more regular rectangle.

Suddenly there was a slight movement from the door, the boy was startled, and hurriedly hid the newspaper under the blanket, trembling all over, waiting for the door to open.

1 minute passed, and the door was not pushed open.Heaving a sigh of relief, the boy took out the newspaper, bit his finger, wrote a few words on it with blood, and deftly folded it into an exquisite paper airplane.

He got out of bed under the blanket, and there was a sound of metal clanging.A slender but strong iron chain connected his ankles to the foot of the bed, which made him only half a meter away from the window. Fortunately, the window was half opened, which is also what the prisoners opened for indoor ventilation. .

He sighed silently, and threw the paper plane out of the window forcefully, and the boy stood there until it disappeared from sight.

Whoever you are, please help me...

Next·····

The teenager clenched his fists, it was time to do another thing.

If you want to successfully escape from this human trafficker, you can't just rely on illusory distress letters.

You must save yourself.

He pulled something out from under the mattress.It was a thin iron wire about one decimeter long, and it took him a lot of effort to remove it from the bed board.

Its only purpose is to pick locks.

The boy looked at the door again, and pushed the wire into the shackle lock on his ankle, turning, stirring, and pulling gently.

It's useless, he's just an ordinary kid after all.

Just when he was about to give up, the door suddenly opened.

The boy was completely stunned, his body was too frightened to move, and he looked at the man who came in with fear.

The man who came in was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand. He was tall and strong, and he could tell the boy's escape behavior at a glance.

The man lost his temper and slammed the bowl onto the concrete floor, sending shards flying like thunder announcing the boy's death sentence.

"Yes...I'm sorry...I..." The young man huddled against the corner of the bed desperately, staring at the man with terrified eyes, "I...not ..."

The man walked towards the boy step by step, and pulled out a black whip from his waist.

The boy was terrified, as if recalling the pain that the whip had brought him, "Don't... let me go... I...don't dare again... ···please······"

The blanket slipped off, exposing the boy's body.

The man froze for a moment, as if he had thought of something, he put away the whip resentfully, and said, "You are a gift for the adults, so you can't add more scars." Then he immediately threatened with a vicious face, "What will you do these two days? I'll be quiet, or I'll beat you to death!"

After speaking, the man took away the wire, checked the chain, slammed the door and left.

The boy collapsed on the bed weakly, and finally couldn't help crying softly.

Hope you don't betray him?

Jun Weiyi was walking down the street bored, thinking about what Vincent said just now.

Jun Wei thought that he was very honest these days, without the slightest intention of betrayal, why did Vincent say that, did he see something?

Ugh······

Jun Wei sighed, this task has not progressed so far, it seems that he is very useless.He is not afraid that Cecil will look down on him, of course, he does not want him to look down on him, but the most important thing is, if the mission fails, will Cecil take the opportunity to transfer him out of the executive department, which is very important for his future actions unfavorable.

I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't grasp it yourself.Cecil can make up a bunch of such rhetoric casually, and it also makes people feel very reasonable for no reason, and there is no way to refute it.

How to do?

While feeling melancholy, a gray shadow flashed in front of his eyes, Jun Wei reflexively took a step back, his eyes followed the gray shadow subconsciously.

The gray shadow slowly fell to the ground.

What, it's a paper airplane.

Jun Wei can't complain about himself, is he too nervous recently?

Jun Wei turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered that he used to play this game in the orphanage, a feeling of intimacy emerged spontaneously, and he couldn't help turning his head to look affectionately, and by the way say goodbye to his carefree childhood.

Many years later, Jun Wei is still thankful for his inexplicable freshness at that time, this is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

Jun Wei just glanced at the paper airplane and realized something was wrong.There was blood on the wings of the paper airplane.

Jun Wei quickly picked it up, unfolded it, and there were four words written in blood on it: Second floor, save me.

Is this a distress letter?However, this kind of plot generally only appears in novels and movies.But this bloodstain seems to be real.No one would play pranks to such an extent. Besides, this is Devil Street, where crimes abound.

Jun Wei, who had engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, was finally hungry.With the sun directly overhead, it was indeed time for lunch.

Jun Wei took advantage of the trend and walked into a small restaurant with the piece of paper.

Anyway, there is no progress in the task, so it's better to take care of this nosy business.

Jun Wei ordered a rice bowl, went into the cubicle, and began to study the so-called distress letter.

So far, Jun Wei has completely forgotten about someone.

Spreading the distress letter on the table, Jun Wei began to study its material.

Old newspaper, very dated, and a little lime.In other words, it was used to paste the wall, so the place of imprisonment should not be some luxurious building.

It said the second floor, that is, the person was locked on the second floor, but it is not clear whether the building has only two floors or more than two floors.

The waiter came in and put the rice bowl on the table.

"Is there anything else you need, sir?" the waiter asked.

"Wait." Jun Wei thought for a moment, "Bring me a pen and some paper."

"Okay, I'll get it right away."

The efficiency of the waiter was really high. Jun Wei had just eaten two spoonfuls, but before he swallowed it, the waiter delivered the pen and paper.

Jun Wei pushed away the plate and took out a blank sheet of paper.He has stayed here for a few days, and he has already figured out the topography of this street for the mission. It is not difficult to draw a simple map.

Then according to the wind direction at that time, the range of the paper plane, and the flying angle, Jun Wei soon drew a possible area.

Now, it's just a matter of going on a field trip.

"Mr. Jun, the Lord told you that you have to go back to eat at noon."

A mechanical, emotionless voice suddenly rang in his ears, Jun Wei shook his hand, and the tip of the pen drew a long trace on the paper.

"Vincent, can't you knock on the door when you come in!" Jun Wei yelled at the person sitting across from him who didn't know when.

"I'm sorry." Vincent apologized without apology, "but there is no door here."

Jun Wei looked at the floating door curtain speechlessly.

Vincent picked up the distress letter on the table, looked at it, and asked, "Do you believe this?"

The unwavering tone suddenly angered Jun Wei. He snatched the distress letter and said, "This has nothing to do with you!"

"I think you should focus on the task." Vincent said.

"What if it's true?" Jun Wei stared into Vincent's eyes, "If it's true, this is a human life, and I can't sit idly by!"

Vincent didn't speak, and seemed puzzled.

"Forget it." Jun Wei sighed, "You people who regard human life as nothing will not understand."

"I must truthfully report to the Lord what you have done." Vincent said calmly.

"You!" Jun Wei stood up abruptly, staring at the other party aggressively, "This is my private matter, you have no right to interfere!"

"This is my duty." Vincent also stood up and walked to the door, "Please return to the hotel as soon as possible, before the Lord returns."

Speaking of Cecil, Jun Wei suddenly felt weak, sat down slowly, and said, "I see."

But before going back, Jun Wei went to the possible area to investigate first.

Remove the buildings that have no windows and the windows are not in the right place, and there are only five houses left.

Do you want to find them one by one?

Jun Wei stood under one of the buildings, somewhat frustrated.

The house in front of me has two floors, and it has been around for a long time. There is a window on the second floor, which meets the conditions.There is a fruit stand downstairs, and the owner of the stall is lying on a deck chair to take a nap.

Jun Wei thought for a while and stepped forward.

The stall owner was inexplicably awakened from his dream, looked at Jun Wei angrily, and said something in Burmese.Jun Wei didn't understand, but it wasn't a good thing to say.

Jun Wei first apologized in English, and then asked him about the situation of the house.

The stall owner was also stunned for a moment, and began to speak in English, but this man's English was so bad that Jun Wei even doubted whether he had memorized the alphabet.

The two pointed fingers and talked for a long time, but it turned out that the lips of the donkey were not right with the mouth of the horse.The stall owner looked very impatient. After all, he was woken up, and he was very angry when he got up.Jun Wei is also very upset.

Five minutes later, the two of them finally couldn't bear it any longer and uttered a foul language together.

"Depend on!"

Five seconds of embarrassment...

"Uh, so you are from China." Jun Wei took the lead to break the deadlock.

"Ah... yes." The vendor scratched his head, "You too?" He said in Chinese.

"Hehehe." Jun Wei smiled awkwardly, "Yes."

After a few minutes, Jun Wei finally figured it out.The vendor in front of him came here illegally, as if he was hiding from someone.

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, the vendor seemed very kind. Regarding Jun Wei's question about the house, he said it without hesitation, "The house belongs to a couple, but it is not ordinary. They are engaged in human trafficking, and it is said that they just bought one from our country recently, and I don’t know if it is a man or a woman, but it is probably a woman, and there is no market for men.”

"Is there no one to take care of it?" Jun Wei said puzzled.

"Hey, there are more bad people than good people in this kind of place. Besides, good people can't protect themselves, so who cares about their own business." The vendor looked at Jun Wei, "Hey, you can't be a policeman, if you are, hurry up Arresting them will cause trouble for our small businesses."

Jun Wei shook his head, "No, I just saw that the location of the house is good, and I wanted to see if I could rent it. But if you say that, I think it's better to forget it."

Hehe, if I were a policeman, you, a stowaway, would be the first to be caught.