After teaching Tang Meiling and the three of them, Song Ye did not return to the main unit of the third and fifth grades of junior high school. First, she wanted Tang Meiling to enjoy the toilet for a while, and second, she found that she had been targeted.

Ever since he accepted this absurd rebirth experience, Song Ye noticed a pair of eyes from the dark. He got off the train and was taken away in the last life, and he was also targeted when he was placed on the train.

She thought about it for a while, then made a decision in an instant. She turned and walked to the middle of the car in front of her. There were three people sitting there, talking in low voices. She heard footsteps, and suddenly stopped and looked over in a tacit understanding.

"Uncles, can you let me sit for a while?" Song Ye lowered his head, his half-length bangs almost covered his thin face, and his voice was soft and thin, like a frightened animal.

The man near the aisle looked up at the little girl in front of him, and suddenly a friendly smile appeared on his face, "Sit down, are you still a student?"

"Well, thank you." Song Ye replied in a low voice, holding his schoolbag and sitting in the only vacant seat in the current four-person seat.

The three of them pretended to look at the scenery at will, but in fact they were all looking at Song Ye, and finally the middle-aged man on the opposite side flashed a calculation, "Little sister, I don't think your face is very good, do you want a drink? Water, just in time for me to pour water." After speaking, the man shook the plastic cup in his hand.

Song Ye lowered his head, and seemed to hesitate for a long time before nodding timidly, "Then, thank you uncle."

"No, no, it's okay to help each other when you're out, so please help me look at things first, and I'll come as soon as I go." After speaking, the man walked away with a smile on his face, and generously put the black bag on the table. Entrust it to Song Ye for safekeeping.

If this were another child, after experiencing the rejection by everyone and being cold and hungry, I would have been grateful for the help of kind-hearted people. But sitting in front of them was Song Ye. Fifteen years ago, she was abducted and sold by this man. She was severely beaten in the mountains for two years, and she remembered this man when she turned to ashes.

Looking at the black bag used to deceive Song Ye's trust in front of her, her eyes flashed.

She has received many precise and cruel trainings in her previous life, and her hands have long been extremely flexible and sensitive. It is easy to detect things through a thin layer of cloth.

But when she put her hand on the bag, a strange scene rushed into her mind instantly, dozens of wallets and scattered items all appeared in her mind one by one, and it was so clear that it was 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 froze and didn't move, so he asked her suspiciously, his eyes a little inquisitive.

At this moment, Song Ye quickly reacted, grabbed the bag in front of him, shook his head and whispered, "I'm fine."

While coping with the prying eyes of the traffickers, Song Ye quickly touched the surface of the bag with both hands and determined that it was indeed a wallet and jewelry, and was shocked.

She just touched the surface of the bag just now, and didn't touch the real thing, but she could clearly see the purse jewelry in front of her eyes, the styles and colors were all visible, as if she had passed through the bag and saw the inside.

Thinking of this, Song Ye's heart skipped a beat, his fingers couldn't help touching the top of his schoolbag, and he concentrated a little. The messy books, the red scarf and the school badge were all presented in front of him one by one.

She was sure that this was not a dream, nor was it her own illusion, and she could indeed touch the contents of objects by touching them with her fingers.

This realization shocked her, she couldn't stop her heart beating violently, and at the same time she was delighted.

The freshness of her supernatural ability made her eager to try it, and she wanted to find something else to test her strength, but thinking of the situation at this time, she regained her composure.

The bag in his arms was obviously stolen goods. These people not only abducted and trafficked people, but also did the business of hand in hand.

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 of taking it out to take a look, she heard footsteps on the other side of the aisle. The middle-aged man held the water and handed it to Song Ye, forcing her to stop.

"Hehe, thank you for helping me look at things so diligently." The man took the things back with a smile, and looked at the two people who were sitting together. After getting a satisfactory answer, his eyes lit up at Song Ye.

In the past, I used to deceive some middle-aged and elderly women, and I couldn't sell them for a few dollars. I didn't expect that this time I would pick up a treasure. It is the most valuable when I sell it in the mountains at the age of fifteen or six. The key is to be stupid and timid enough to not cause trouble. .

With the help of bangs, Song Ye closed the eyes of these people's calculating faces one by one, sneered in his heart, thanked him on the face, and took the initiative to return the bag to the other party.

She glanced over the place where the original stone was, and she couldn't help but feel sorry in her heart, it would be nice if she could look at it again...

This thought flashed in my mind, and in the next second, something strange happened again. I saw the original stone in the black bag flew to her palm in an instant, and then... disappeared!

Song Ye was stunned for a moment. She couldn't help opening her palm, but she couldn't see anything. Although she was confused and couldn't figure it out, the current situation couldn't allow her to think too much. She took the man's water cup, She pretended to look up and drank a little bit, but in fact the water entered her sleeve along the palm of her hand.

Sleeping pills were put in the water. This is a trick used by traffickers. Song Ye wouldn't be stupid enough to drink it.

Seeing Song Ye being obedient, the smiles in their eyes deepened.

The platforms passed one by one. After half an hour, Song Ye estimated that he was about to reach the terminal, so he pretended to have a sleeping pill attack and lay on the table.

"Little sister, little sister..." The middle-aged man on the opposite side shouted twice. After confirming that she was dead, he made a gesture, and while the passengers were sleeping, he quickly transferred Song Ye to the toilet of the carriage, and then Turn around and look for other prey.

Song Ye opened his eyes and found that there was another girl in the toilet, about seventeen or eighteen years old, who also took sleeping pills.

Because the toilets on the trains are foul-smelling and can be unpredictable on the way, few people use the toilets on the trains, which also provides convenience for the traffickers.

Hearing that there was no movement outside, Song Ye ripped off one of his sleeves, messed up his hair, opened the door and rushed out. He ran to the front of the car, grabbed the responsible flight attendant, and said in a panic, "Help me! Someone was going to kidnap us, and I and my companions were tied up in the toilet by the traffickers."

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