At lunch, the two of them discussed it.

In order to prevent this woman from having any unplanned actions, Qin Anan drove while Fu Shiting stared at the woman.

This woman is wearing handcuffs and shackles, and there should be no accident beyond her control.

After the two got into the car, Qin Anan asked, "Can you tell us the address now?"

"Have you been to the corpse pit?" the woman asked.

"I've been there." Fu Shiting's face turned gloomy, "You said Xiaohe was in the corpse pit?!"

Qin Anan's fingers holding the steering wheel tightened abruptly, her ears pricked, waiting for the woman's answer.

"No, she's in another place." The woman replied firmly, "You drive the car over there first, and I'll show you the way when you get there."

Because the distance was a bit long, Fu Shiting said to Qin An'an, "Why don't I drive!"

"No, I can drive there." Qin Anan turned on the mobile phone navigation and drove the car on the road.

The atmosphere in the carriage was quiet and eerie.

Qin Anan felt stuffy, as if someone was strangling her neck: "is my daughter alive or dead?"

"If your daughter is still alive, do you think that with your carpet-like search, you can't find the whereabouts?" The woman's rhetorical question gave Fu Shiting and Qin An'an a heavy blow.

Qin An'an's tears fell instantly.

She immediately raised her hand and wiped away the tears.

Fu Shiting's mood also became extremely solemn.

"An An, why don't you stop the car first!"

"It's okay... Even if she dies, I'll take her bones home." Qin Anan took a deep breath and forcibly held back the tears in her eyes.

Fu Shiting looked at the woman beside him and asked, "Is there another corpse pit?"

The woman hesitated for a while, then let out a rough 'um' from her nose.

Qin An'an's tears fell down again!

Fu Shiting's back went numb for a while, and his voice trembled because he was too angry: "How many corpse pits are there?!"

"Two." The woman saw Fu Shiting's terrifying face, and immediately returned, "The corpse pit I will take you to later, there are not many corpses in it..."

Fu Shiting's Adam's apple moved up and down.

It seemed that he finally heard the news of his daughter Xiaohe's death.

Tears welled up in his eyes, his fists clenched tightly.

"Don't hate me... We didn't join that gang voluntarily. The women in that gang were basically deceived into it." The woman tried her best to explain, for fear that Fu Shiting would turn her anger on herself. "After we went in, they first tried to lure them. If the lure failed, they would coerce. If they would rather die than join the team, they would be killed immediately."

"Who is not afraid of death!" The woman seemed to recall her tragic past, "I just ran away from home and wanted to find a job... Who knew I was tricked into this criminal gang. What can I do? I don't want to die! I can only listen to them..."

"What's your name?" Fu Shiting asked.

"My name is Xiao Qi." The woman replied, "This is my name in the organization."

"What's your real name? Where is your hometown?" Fu Shiting didn't know why he asked these questions.

Probably because she didn't want to hear her talk about her tragic experience.

Xiaohe's death has made it impossible for him to care about the suffering of others.

"My real name is Zhao Shuang, and I'm from another city in Y country."

"Other city? That place is close to the border of country Y."

"right." JrNovels.com