After teaching Tang Meiling and the others a lesson, Song Ye did not return to the main group of classes 3 and 5. Firstly, he wanted Tang Meiling to enjoy herself in the toilet for a while, and secondly, she found out that she had been targeted.
Ever since he accepted this ridiculous rebirth experience, Song Ye noticed a pair of eyes coming from the dark. In his previous life, he got off the train and was arrested. It seems that he was also targeted when he was alone on the train.
She thought for a while and made a decision in a flash. She turned and walked towards the middle of the car in front, where three people were sitting, talking quietly. When she heard the footsteps, she paused and looked over in tacit agreement.
"Uncles, can you please let me sit for a while?" Song Ye lowered his head, his half-length bangs almost covering his entire thin face, and his voice was soft and thin, like a frightened little animal.
The man near the aisle raised his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him, and suddenly a friendly smile appeared on his face, "Sit down, you are still a student, right?"
"Well, thank you." Song Ye responded in a low voice, holding his school bag and sitting on the only empty seat among the four seats.
The three people present pretended to look at the scenery casually, but in fact they were all looking at Song Ye indifferently. Finally, a hint of calculation flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man opposite him, "Little sister, I think you don't look good. Do you want to drink something?" Water, I just want to pour some water." After saying that, the man shook the plastic cup in his hand.
Song Ye lowered his head, timidly and seemed to hesitate for a long time before nodding, "Then, thank you, uncle."
"No, no, no, it's the right thing to help each other when you're out, so please help me look after my things first, and I'll come back when I'm gone." After saying that, the man walked away with a smile on his face, and even generously put the black bag on the table. Entrusted to Song Ye for safekeeping.
If it were any other child, he would have been grateful to meet kind-hearted people for help after experiencing rejection from everyone, being cold and hungry. But the person sitting in front of them was Song Ye. She was abducted and trafficked by this man fifteen years ago. She suffered severe beatings in the mountains for two years. She remembered this man until he turned into ashes.
Looking at the black bag in front of her that was used to deceive Song Ye's trust, her eyes flashed, and she took advantage of the trick. She hugged it tightly in front of her, pretending to look after it, but in fact her hands were already secretly stroking and judging the contents.
She had received a lot of precise and cruel training in her previous life, and her hands had long been extremely flexible and sensitive. It was easy to detect things through a thin layer of cloth.
But when she put her hand on the bag, a strange scene suddenly rushed into her mind. Dozens of wallets and scattered items all appeared in her mind one by one, as clear as if she had seen it with her own eyes. The same.
"Little sister, what's wrong with you?" The man next door saw Song Ye was frozen and didn't move, so he asked her doubtfully, his eyes searching.
At this moment, Song Ye reacted quickly, hugged the bag in front of him, shook his head and whispered: "I'm fine."
While dealing with the prying eyes of his fellow traffickers, Song Ye quickly touched the surface of the bag with both hands and confirmed that it was indeed a wallet and jewelry, and he was suddenly shocked.
She just touched the surface of the bag and didn't touch the actual things, but she could clearly see the wallet jewelry in front of her eyes. The style and color could be seen, as if she had passed through the bag and seen the inside.
Thinking of this, Song Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but touch his fingers to the top of his school bag. He concentrated a little, and the messy books inside, the red scarf and the school seal were all displayed in front of him one by one.
She was sure that this was not a dream or her own illusion. She could indeed see the contents of the object by touching it with her fingers.
This realization shocked her, and she couldn't stop her heart from beating violently. At the same time, she was overjoyed. After experiencing rebirth, she didn't expect that God would give her a cheat.
The novelty of having supernatural powers made her eager to try it out, wanting to find other things to test her strength, but thinking of the situation at this time, she regained her composure.
The bags in their arms were obviously stolen goods. These people not only trafficked people, but also stole sheep.
Song Ye lowered his head to explore the contents, and inadvertently found a round stone at the bottom of the bag. Judging from the shape and texture, it was still a rough stone.
Just as she was thinking about taking it out without anyone noticing, footsteps came from the other end of the aisle. A middle-aged man handed the water to Song Ye, forcing her to stop.
"Haha, thank you for helping me look at things so carefully." The man smiled and took the things back. He looked at the two people sitting with him. After getting a satisfactory answer, his eyes lit up when he looked at Song Ye.
In the past, I defrauded some middle-aged and old women and sold them for less than a few bucks. Unexpectedly, I picked up a treasure this time and sold it to the mountains at the age of fifteen or sixteen for the most value. The key is to be stupid and timid enough not to cause trouble. .
Song Ye, using his bangs to cover them up, tightened his eyes one by one with the calculating faces of these people, sneered in his heart, thanked him on his face, and took the initiative to return the bag to the other party.
Her eyes passed over the place where the original stone was, and she couldn't help but feel regretful. It would be nice if she could look at it again...
This thought flashed through my mind, and the next second, something strange happened again. The rough stone in the black bag flew towards her palm instantly, and then... disappeared!
Song Ye was stunned and couldn't help but open the palm of her hand, but she couldn't see anything. Although she was in a state of confusion and couldn't figure it out, the current situation did not allow her to think too much. She took the man's water glass and She pretended to raise her head and drink little by little, but in fact the water flowed into her sleeves along the palm of her hand.
There was sleeping pills in the water, which was a common trick used by traffickers. Song Ye would not be stupid enough to drink it.
When the people across from him saw Song Ye being obedient, the smiles in their eyes deepened.
The platforms passed one by one, and half an hour later, Song Ye estimated that he was almost at the terminal, so he pretended to take sleeping pills and lay down on the table.
"Little sister, little sister..." The middle-aged man opposite shouted twice. After confirming that she had slept to death, he made a gesture and while the passengers were sleeping, he quickly moved Song Ye to the toilet in the carriage, and then turned around. Go find other prey.
Song Ye opened his eyes and found that there was another girl in the toilet, about seventeen or eighteen years old, who had also been given sleeping pills.
Because the toilets on the train are so smelly and can be unsafe during the journey, few people use the toilet on the train, which also provides convenience for traffickers.
When Song Ye heard that there was no movement outside, he tore off one of his sleeves, messed up his hair, opened the door and rushed out. He ran directly to the front of the car, grabbed the flight attendant in charge, and said with a panic look on his face: "Help, help. Someone wants to kidnap us, and I and my companion are tied up in the toilet by the traffickers."