novelhk Chapter 264 Human Traffickers Deserve to Die 9
Chapter 264 Human Traffickers Deserve to Die 9
When Sirong's father and grandfather rushed to the abandoned factory, Zhuangzhuang's family arrived almost at the same time.
The geographical location of this place is quite special. No matter which area of Jinghai City you start from, you will eventually converge into the same road and then turn into this remote abandoned factory.
Because of this, this place has become an excellent gathering point, but it also gives those with ulterior motives an opportunity to set up checkpoints and intercept.
There were many people coming from the urban village. Not only did they set up a checkpoint at the intersection leading to the abandoned factory, they also left two cars on both sides of the road. After the headlights were turned off, these cars were like traps set by hunters, quietly waiting for possible prey.
Wang Yongan and Zhao Xiangyang's police cars had already arrived, but they did not drive in immediately.
The two sat in the car, watching what was happening outside through the window.
They understand everyone's feelings. Not only are the villagers angry towards the human traffickers, but they themselves are also filled with righteous indignation.
The police car's late arrival will not cause much impact, but if it allows the traffickers' accomplices to escape, it would be an unforgivable dereliction of duty.
Wang Yongan knew that at this point, the few people on the scene were far from enough.
Despite the villagers' excitement and indignation, he decided to notify higher-level authorities and seek support to ensure the success of the operation. He pulled out his walkie-talkie and briefly reported the situation to the command center, requesting reinforcements.
"Command Center, this is Wang Yongan, the director of the Urban Village. We have a situation... Requesting support. Over."
Wang Yongan, Zhao Xiangyang and others discussed the action plan to ensure that the situation could be effectively controlled before reinforcements arrived.
"We still have to take the initiative and block all possible escape routes for these people," Wang Yongan said calmly. "We can't let them get away again."
The villagers and police officers acted quickly and everyone cooperated tacitly.
Zhuangzhuang's father led several young and strong villagers in their own cars to seal off several major exits around the factory. Sirong's father and grandfather also joined the large group, having just confirmed their identities.
On the way here, Sirong's grandfather and father also called their good friends, because they were worried that they were alone and outnumbered and could not handle the situation, so they wanted to call more people over.
When he saw so many people, Sirong's grandfather finally felt relieved. Sirong's father drove the car and followed them into the abandoned factory, while the grandfather waited for news with Wang Yongan and Zhuangzhuang's mother.
When all the exits were blocked, Wang Yongan looked at Zhao Xiangyang beside him and nodded.
Zhao Xiangyang understood and began to take off his uniform, wearing the thin sweater underneath. Several other experienced colleagues followed suit, taking off their uniforms and preparing to sneak into the abandoned factory.
Wang Yongan whispered, "The child is still in their hands. You must be careful."
Zhao Xiangyang nodded and added, "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, we know what to do."
Zhao Xiangyang and several colleagues quietly disappeared into the night, their figures blending into the shadows of the abandoned factory, like cheetahs lurking silently before hunting.
Long before Sister Hong and her colleagues started the transaction, Zhao Xiangyang and his colleagues had already quietly sneaked into the abandoned factory.
Zhao Xiangyang and his teammates were wearing casual clothes, with thin sweaters sticking to their bodies, making them even more difficult to detect in the shadows.
Their steps were light and steady, and every movement was carefully calculated to ensure that no sound was made.
While Sister Hong was sitting on a tattered table counting the stacks of banknotes, Zhao Xiangyang and his teammates had already sneaked up to the car carrying the children.
The car was parked in a corner of the factory with the windows closed. The situation inside the car was worrying.
Zhao Xiangyang and his teammates scattered around the car, quietly waiting for the best opportunity.
Time passed minute by minute, the transaction was nearing its end, and Sister Hong and her accomplices had begun to prepare to leave.
Just as the transaction was about to be completed, Zhao Xiangyang and his colleagues took quick action.
Like tigers descending from a mountain, they immediately seized control of the driver of the car carrying the child. Before the driver could react, he was dragged from the car, his face filled with shock and fear.
Zhao Xiangyang jumped into the driver's seat without hesitation, started the car skillfully, and drove out first.
His actions were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. Time was running out, and the children had to be taken away from this dangerous place as soon as possible.
It was Brother Liu, the owner of the hardware store, and his men who were blocking the factory exit. When they saw that it was Zhao Xiangyang driving over, they naturally let him pass.
When Zhao Xiangyang drove past Brother Liu, he rolled down the window and whispered, "Old Liu, watch out, don't let anyone kill you.
I'll send the children out first. They've obviously been drugged, so they need to be checked out by a doctor first."
Brother Liu nodded, and the murderous look in his eyes became even more intense.
He understood what Zhao Xiangyang meant. These criminals could not be allowed to escape, but they also could not be allowed to die at the hands of the angry villagers. Justice needed to be served, but it had to be done through legal means.
Zhao Xiangyang drove away from the factory. The children in the car lay quietly in the back seat, with abnormal blushes on their faces, obviously they had been drugged.
By the time Zhao Xiangyang drove the car to the intersection, the support that Wang Yongan called for had arrived, along with two ambulances.
The medical staff who had been waiting there quickly gathered around, ready to take care of the children in the car. However, the most impatient ones were the anxious parents.
Zhuangzhuang's mother and Sirong's grandfather recognized their children at a glance.
Without any hesitation, they rushed forward, carefully took the child out of the car, and held him tightly in their arms, as if the child would disappear again if they let go.
Their faces were covered in tears and their hands were shaking, but their eyes showed an unwavering love and protectiveness.
Zhuangzhuang's mother patted his back gently while crying, and whispered to comfort him: "Zhuangzhuang, don't be afraid, mom is here, mom is here..." Her voice was choked, and tears kept falling like beads with broken string.
Sirong's grandfather hugged her tightly, tears streaming down his face. His hand gently stroked his granddaughter's cheek, as if to confirm that this was not a dream.
His voice was hoarse and trembling: "Sirong, grandpa is here, grandpa will take you home..."
Under the guidance of medical staff, Zhuangzhuang's mother and Sirong's grandfather quickly got on the ambulance with the child in their arms.
Inside the ambulance, doctors and nurses were already preparing to conduct comprehensive examinations and treatments on the children. The parents cooperated with the doctors, not daring to relax for even a moment.