Chapter 2645

11 July 1987.

Southeast Asia, Myanmar.

In the market, many people put all kinds of local stalls and shouted at people passing by in the language of their own country.

Myanmar is not a rich country.

At the corner of the market, I turned many corners, where there was no one in the dark.

Twenty or thirty Burmese men in rags sat on the ground in various positions.

This group of people, without exception, are all street gangsters. They can't afford to live in houses or even do things against heaven for a mouthful of food.

"Step on step" at this time, a thin and delicate man came running from the dark.

"Brothers, I have some work to do! There are people on the road who pay high prices for children! It's just that the risk is a little high and the price is very high. Do you want to do it? "

When I heard that some work had been done, I could sit all over the corner, even the stinking ditch could sit on it, and all the men, who were not too dirty at all, stood up.

"I can't eat enough, and I will starve to death if I'm late. Don't mention the big risk. I'll be killed if I'm shot on the forehead and have money!"

...

in the country Z, on the endless streets and streets, I can hear such a beautiful female announcer voice in the stereo when I pass downtown:

"Hello, everyone, I'm Xiaoxiao, a announcer of the radio and television station. In recent days, there have been several cases of missing children in the country Z. I hope that all parents can take good care of their children and don't leave them alone An unattended place... "

...

the edge of country m, an archipelago.

A group of five, six and seven year old children were escorted to the island.

Look at the number. There are fifty. The children were escorted to the islands, looking around, some afraid, some crying, some silent.

It was the twenty or thirty Burmese men who escorted the children.

This group of Burmese men handed over to the head of the islands, took the money and left.

When I left, I turned my head to look at the group of children, showing a big Jie smile.

"Little babies, my uncle will take you here."

This Burmese man finished saying this, laughing and laughing with another group of Burmese men happily walked away.

The fifty children who were brought into the islands all howled and cried.

"Mom! I want mom! I'm going home! "

"Dad, grandma, where are you, here, whine..."

"whine --"

fear, panic, scream, wail, the wail of fifty children under the age of ten resounded throughout the audience.

The whole island is full of children's cries.

But in the crowd, in sharp contrast to the wailing children, was a five-year-old girl.

The little girl is exquisite and beautiful. She has a pair of sharp and deep eyes. Her eyelashes are long and narrow. At that moment, people's hearts melt together.

She closed her lips, did not cry, did not fear, did not panic, so she stared at the twenty or thirty Burmese men who abducted them into the islands and into this hellish and cruel island.

"Wow! mom! I want my mother! "

A child nearby cried and shouted and accidentally hit the body of the little girl. The little girl seemed to have no feeling. From the beginning to the end, she stood still and stared at the twenty or thirty Burmese men who took away the reward and hugged each other and cheered to leave.

She wrote down the looks of the twenty or thirty Burmese men who had taken them into the islands!

[the author has said that the first spy growth history of fanwai starts to update. It's about how the heroine and Shenji grew up in the killer organization. Love you!]