In this world, who deserves to die the most?

Without a doubt, it's the human traffickers who abduct and sell children!

It is said once a child gets taken away by traffickers, at best they are sold to other families, at worst, their limbs are broken, made disabled, and sent to beg on the streets daily...

In the hustle and bustle of the train carriage, Qiao Xin nonchalantly leaned back on her seat, observing keenly a middle-aged man and woman who had just sat down opposite her.

The woman was cradling a boy who looked to be around three years old. Despite his plain attire, he was breathtakingly beautiful and fair-skinned.

The little one was now sound asleep, no crying, no fussing, unnaturally quiet.

Upon seeing this, the old lady by Qiao Xin's side couldn't help but praise, "Oh my, your baby is so handsome, not just good-looking, but also very well behaved. He isn’t causing any fuss on the train, truly relieving."

"How old is the child? Has he started kindergarten yet?" The old lady, having a grandson of similar age, naturally couldn't help asking more.

The middle-aged woman smiled upon hearing this and gently patted the boy's back, responding, "Not yet. My husband and I are going back to our hometown this time, intending to send our son to school there. The kindergarten fees in the city are too costly, we can't earn much from working all year round, it would be better to go back to our hometown, at least we can save on the rent…"

In the midst of the casual conversation, the old lady found out that this child is the precious offspring that the couple finally gave birth to in their forties. She couldn't help but sigh at the grace of heaven that had bestowed them with offspring.

The precious child they had such difficulty conceiving?

The more Qiao Xin heard, the more she felt something was off. She couldn't help but take a closer look at the man and woman.

Both of their faces had a dull yellow complexion of fertility palace, one had flat eyebrows, sparse and messy, the other had a hanging needle pattern between the eyebrows, classic signs of infertility.

Furthermore, looking from their marital front, these two were not at all a couple.

The man's eyes were particularly shifty. His nose was crooked, his cheeks sunken, presenting a face of dishonesty and crime.

Qiao Xin was carefully observing the sleeping boy.

Despite his closed eyes, the child had a full and round forehead, and plump, rosy earlobes - features typically found in children from wealthy families.

This was entirely inconsistent with the middle-aged couple's description of their family situation.

All these peculiarities set off alarm bells in Qiao Xin's mind. She could almost assert that this man and woman were child traffickers who abducted other people's children!

The old lady's incessant chattering reached her ears, but Qiao Xin continued to observe the faux couple.

"Where are you headed? Is anyone going to pick you up? If you're going to the last stop, my son could give you a lift.

It must be inconvenient to call a taxi with a child at night."

The old lady meant only well, not knowing that her words made the woman opposite feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Upon hearing this, the woman's eyes flashed a trace of panic, then she hurriedly waved her hand to decline, "No need for that; we'll reach at the next stop. Thank you for your kindness."

Seeing this, the old lady stopped insisting and only reminded, "Be sure to hold the child tightly when you alight."

"Now the child traffickers are outrageous, willing to go to any lengths to kidnap children!

Those cursed traffickers, they specifically look for places out of camera range to snatch children."

"In my opinion, people like that should be hacked to pieces, thrashing them severely with a whip until I feel satisfied!"

As the old man got increasingly excited with his words, he entirely missed the worsening expressions of the two people opposite him.

At this moment, an announcement echoed through the carriage.

"We will soon arrive at Westwood Station. Passengers who are departing, please be prepared..."

Westwood Station was just a small stop, with a mere two-minute halt. Once the train departed, trying to find them again would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

When the announcement started, there were usually five more minutes until arrival.

Qiao Xin stood up, courteously addressing the old lady, "Grandma, could you please make way for a moment?"

"Of course." The old lady made way, kindly reminding her, "Are you going to the restroom? I'm afraid it might be locked at this time."

Qiao Xin quietly shook her head, replying curtly, "No, I'm looking for someone."

Without further thought, the elderly lady assumed Qiao Xin was going to find relatives or friends.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged couple sitting opposite her hadn't noticed Qiao Xin at all, their full attention was on the announcement.

They would arrive at Westwood Station very soon!

Once they reached their destination and met up with their contact, their mission would be accomplished!

The two were inwardly thrilled, their eyes landing on the sleeping boy, unable to hide the greed glinting within their anticipating gazes.

Within a blink, five minutes passed. The train started to slow down, and Westwood Station increasingly came into view.

The middle-aged couple couldn't wait to stand up, pick up their child, and rush for the door, turning a deaf ear to the kindly reminder from the old lady. Their sights were set only on the exit.

At this moment, that door, in their view, had turned into a gateway to freedom and wealth. They believed that once they stepped out of it, everything would be accomplished.

However, the instant the door of the train opened, several train conductors suddenly emerged and encircled them, sternly announcing, "Someone has reported that you may be implicated in a child abduction case. Please cooperate with our investigation."

At these words, the faces of the middle-aged couple turned ashen, the phrase "we're finished" remaining the only thought in their minds.

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At the West Lin Police Station, Xiao Xue, one of the people who reported the incident, also got off the train to assist with the investigation.

When Officer Tian asked her how she discovered that the fake couple were human traffickers, Xiao Xue glanced at Qiao Xin next to her, answering in a dazed manner, "It was... it was this passenger who told me there were traffickers on the train..."

Xiao Xue recalled being busy preparing for the train's stop when Qiao Xin suddenly walked up, informing her that there were human traffickers on the train.

Xiao Xue was instantly shocked to the point of dropping her jaw in disbelief, but after the initial shock, she couldn't help feel suspicious.

This was mainly because Qiao Xin didn't seem reliable; dressed in a washed-out, nondescript middle school uniform, her small face as pale as paper, and thin as a bamboo pole. She looked like she could be blown over with a gust of wind. But her eyes, they were the only things that sparkled like little stars.

How much credibility could the words of a nutritionally deficient underage girl hold?

Moreover, she only left one statement, without providing any evidence.

If this information turned out to be false, and she rashly detained a passenger, she could face not only salary deduction but severe punishment.

But if it was true...

Apparently seeing Xiao Xue's doubts, Qiao Xin advised her to confirm with the local Lingshui police. She then pulled out her only valuable old mobile phone from her pocket and showed Xiao Xue the photo she had just taken.

Although the photo was a bit blurry, one could still see a boy nestled in a woman's arms.

With the photo as evidence, Xiao Xue immediately realized Qiao Xin was not there to stir up trouble. She quickly called over the train security officer and explained the situation in a few words.

This matter was related to human trafficking, a severe situation. Even though it was rather peculiar for Qiao Xin to particularly advise them to contact the Lingshui police, they promptly established contact with the police on that end.

As soon as the photo of the little boy was sent, to everyone's astonishment, it matched one from the just-registered missing person's report — the child in Qiao Xin's photo and the child reported missing were exactly the same!

What left them even more flabbergasted was that the missing person's case had been filed just a few minutes before!