The Qin team is lost in thought

Li Si knows where the traffickers are.

The screenwriter expresses disbelief.

Li Si explained that the traffickers chose their dens, which must not be close to major traffic routes. In addition, the place must not only be a temporary shelter, but also serve as a prison for abducted children.

He Yun Road was full of bungalows, and there weren't many buildings with these conditions.

Having said that, the screenwriter knew that Li Si must have a target.

As expected, the latter pointed to a tower not far away:

"That'll fit right in there. They may be at the top of the tower, but most likely underground."

"Such an obvious place that the police can't find it?" The screenwriter felt unreliable.

"The police must have found it long ago, they just don't dare to act rashly." Li Si said.

"Why?" Just as this question was asked, the screenwriter thought of the answer.

"Because human traffickers are in the business of exchanging their conscience for money, and will do anything when pushed. When the time comes, the [goods] directly become [hostages] and things are even more troublesome."

Li Si shrugged, "Of course, these guys have to be professionals. An amateur group wouldn't be able to execute that well, and they'd all be scared to death as soon as the police kicked in the door.

He was discussing the modus operandi of the crime like he was making small talk with someone.

The camera was still running, firmly focussed on Li Si.

The screenwriter moves the lens. He's aware, of course, that what they're doing is dangerous. But a screenwriter's instincts make him reluctant to leave.

The camera shows Li Si crouching on the ground, pulling out various nasty-looking gadgets one by one.

Every look reveals a disregard for the system.

The screenwriter just watched, his brain unconsciously overlapping Li Si with multiple crime film characters.

A random movement from Li Si made his inspiration crackle out.

"Steel pipe, too bulky to carry. Chain saw, best to bring, it's lightweight and can saw through ropes ... What are you doing?"

Li Si glanced up to find the screenwriter's full attention on the camera screen.

"Go on, leave me alone." The screenwriter waved his hand hard.

In just this short time, he was all but conceiving the beginnings of a new script in his head.

Li Si stashed the discarded tools by the side of the path, making it easier to come back for them later.

He jumped in place a few times to make sure the weight on him didn't interfere with movement.

Under the cover of night, the two men made their way to the tower.

...

There was silence in the surveillance van.

The auxiliary police officer held the teapot in one hand, the cup full and the herbal tea constantly overflowing.

But he stared at the screen as if he hadn't noticed.

The young police officer looked to the old criminal police officer, and the old criminal police officer looked to the leader. The leader finally looked at Qin Ze with an expression that wanted to say something but didn't dare to.

Team Qin's face was iron blue.

He hammered the desktop hard and pointed at the screen and roared, "How did these two goods butch in!"

On the screen, Li Si ran towards the tower with the joy of a husky scattering.

The screenwriter, carrying a camera on his back, followed behind him at a cat's back, turning back every now and then alertly.

Unbeknownst to him, everything was recorded by the camera that had been placed long ago.

Team Qin frantically scratched his own hair, "Twenty people, split into two groups working in shifts, and so much surveillance."

"What are you all doing for food! This is still called a siege net? Call it a sieve!"

No one in the monitoring room dared to speak.

In the end, it was a leader who plucked up the courage to whisper, "The terrain of He Yun Road is very complicated, maybe there are dead corners when the cameras are set up ..."

He was greeted by Team Qin's furious face.

The leader closed his eyes, but was not scolded as expected.

Team Qin just looked at him, his tone heavy: "If even one child goes wrong, all of us will have to take the blame."

"Prepare for a strong attack." Throwing down a sentence, Team Qin got up and got out of the car.

The rest of them looked at each other in disbelief before surging to the operating table in unison.

In an instant, countless orders were given, along with at least twenty phone calls.

...

However the chaos in the surveillance room had nothing to do with Li Si, who had touched the bottom of the tower without encountering even a single person.

"Amateurs." Li Si muttered.

"Is this a good thing?" The screenwriter asked in a low voice.

Li Si shook his head without saying anything and tried yanking on the tower's main door.

He was prepared for this, pulling the laces from his shoes and braiding them into two knots over his hands.

Then Li Si leapt forward and wordlessly grabbed the exposed water pipe.

"Crap!"

Li Si's action was so ornamental that the screenwriter couldn't help but whistle in surprise, and then his head received a not-so-gentle blow.

"Keep it down." Li Si reminded, "You just wait for me here."

The screenwriter had enough of the plumbing and figured he definitely couldn't climb up, so he reluctantly nodded his head.

If this were a film, it would have reached the best part by now. But he couldn't even be a part of it himself, how could he not be lost?

Li Si tumbled over the railing. The tower was in such disrepair that the glass in the windows was basically shattered clean, with only a few boards scribbled and nailed on.

Li Si put on his labour gloves and carefully examined it through the faint moonlight, and he did feel a few rusty nails.

This thing wasn't even a trap.

With a little force, Li Si removed the wooden slats. He tumbled into the tower and put his feet on the dusty floor.

Checking the stairs first, there weren't any footprints.

So it's underground?

Li Si moved slowly against the wall, but he didn't even come across a ghostly shadow until the ground floor.

It couldn't be a mistake in judgement, could it?

It was indeed a possibility, the tower was just one of several alternatives, and the trafficker was just the most likely to be hiding.

He was just about to take his chances elsewhere when he turned around and a small girl stared wide-eyed at him.

"You ..."

Li Si was just about to speak, but he didn't expect the little girl to be dry, lying straight on the ground.

She was like reading a text, "Don't hit me. I will never run again, promise to be good."

This stance, at first glance, is an old habitual offender.

Li Si couldn't help but cry and laugh, "Get up first and speak properly."

The little girl didn't care about the dust all over the ground and directly rolled over, "What's there to talk about. You've all arranged manpower here, I admit it."

She spoke like an adult, but Li Si could hear that the little girl's voice was slightly shaky.

Li Si lifted butchered the little girl's collar and picked her up.

"I don't shoot flower children (traffickers), understand? Where did you run out from, point it out to me."

The little girl rolled a pair of dead fish eyes, originally still lifeless.

But looking at what Li Si said did not look like a fake, her eyes gradually brightened up.

"There are four of them, it's not easy to deal with."

Li Si stretched out his hand at her, and with a flip of his wrist, a fountain pen with a cold light appeared in his palm. With another flip, the fountain pen disappeared.

With this hand, the little girl was immediately convinced. This girl had a face of adoration, "Brother! You're awesome!"

She pointed to the top of the tower and said in a milky voice, "Those people are up there. There are also a lot of kids locked up with me as well, and it was hard for me to escape."

"They are so mean to me, they don't give me food all day long, and they even beat me ...," the little girl's mouth deflated, as if she was about to cry out.

Li Si immediately rubbed his fists, "There is this? Beat him up!"

The little girl nodded vigorously while quietly backing away, "And and and..."

Li Si, however, had already grabbed her shoulders.

"Also, you're one of these traffickers, aren't you?" Li Si smiled warmly.

"Did you follow your dad into this business, or your mum? Well, I guess it's your mum, you've got this acting skill that men can't teach."