Chapter 1 — Traps for Mother-in-law

As soon as my mother-in-law pushed open the door and walked in, she asked to take my eight-month-old son away. I was just about to dodge when a few comments suddenly appeared in front of my eyes— 【Tonight she will sell the baby to human traffickers!】 【Don't let her carry it! Once you are carried away, you will never be found again!】 I was stunned and looked down at the boy holding my hair in my arms. My mother-in-law patted her thigh and urged: "What's the matter anymore? Give it here, I'll carry him down to enjoy the fresh air!" My husband didn't even bother to raise his head: "Quickly give it to me, I'll go cook." I smiled coldly, stepped forward and stuffed my son straight into my mother-in-law's lap, even helping her pull back the blanket. "Hold him securely. Tonight, please take good care of him, otherwise in the future, if you want to take care of him, you won't have a chance." 1The moment Ma Que Phan hugged Doan. Doan, her eyes clearly lit up. Not the joy of a grandmother when she sees her grandson, but the excitement of someone who has just picked a beautiful card on the table. I see it very clearly. Tuong Khai Nien doesn't know. He was sitting on the sofa scrolling through short videos, smiling like an idiot. "Mom, let's come back for dinner later." He called after Ma Guifen. “Today Hua Duong wrapped wontons.” Ma Que Phan impatiently replied “yes”, then hugged Doan Doan and walked towards the door. Doan Doan cried until his little face turned red, his hands still reaching out towards me. My heart hurts like a knife. But I don't chase. I just walked over, pulled my child's little hat down a bit, and then used my fingertip to press the small black dot hidden inside the brim. The locator lights up in the blink of an eye. Ma Que Phan did not find out. Before going out the door, she turned around and mocked me: "As a mother, don't be too sensitive. I'll carry my nephew down for a moment, do I still have to write you a guarantee?" I smiled: "No need. Mom, just go slowly." The door closed, Doan Doan's cries were swallowed up by the hallway. Tuong Khai Nien lazily asked: "Have you changed your mind today? Normally, my mother only holds the baby for a moment and your face is longer than a donkey's." I didn't answer but opened the phone. In the surveillance camera in front of the door, Ma Que Phan did not carry Doan Doan towards the residential square but directly left the east gate. Outside the east gate is parked a black electric motorbike. A middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap sat in the car, waving at her. The comments appeared again. 【It's him! Cao Lao Tam, the middleman of the human traffickers!】 I opened the phonebook, found my cousin who opened a fighting martial arts gym, Tham Lo, and sent live surveillance images to her. Right after that, the phone called. "Going out of the gate?" "Yes. East gate, black tram, man wearing a hat." From Tham Lo's side, the sound of a car door slamming was heard. "I'm in the back street, I can follow you in two minutes." "Don't go too close." "Don't worry, I'm smarter than your mother-in-law." After hanging up, I called another number, which was police officer Co at the police station. Hearing me say that my mother-in-law might sell the baby, she did not advise me like the others that "don't make a fuss about family matters", but only asked: "Do you have evidence?" I replied: "I will have it tonight." Now, I sent the location link, surveillance video and photos of Ma Que Phan's loan papers to police Co. After sending, I turned off the phone screen, washed my hands, chopped onions and boiled water. Tuong Khai Nien frowned and looked at me: "Who did you just call?" "Parents at the kindergarten." "Very much." He bowed his head and scrolled through the video again. I looked at the boiling pot of water and suddenly burst into laughter. That's right. Lots of real stories. So much so that tonight, none of you can sleep soundly or cleanly. 2 At half past six in the evening, Tham Lo sent the first photo. In the photo, Ma Que Phan is holding Doan Doan as he walks

into a white minivan. The man wearing a baseball cap sat in the passenger seat, constantly turning his head to look back. The locator showed the vehicle was traveling east of the city. I saved the photo and forwarded it to police officer Co. The other person answered very quickly: "Received. Continue to keep your distance, don't make a sound." My palms were sweaty. Jiang Kai Nien was still eating, so I got straight to the point: "Your mother owes sixty thousand yuan in loan money, do you know?" His hand stopped: "What loan?" "Don't pretend. Last week the debt collector called the house, it was you who answered the phone." A troubled look appeared on Jiang Kai Nien's face. "She only borrowed a little money to get by. She's an old person, she's short on money." "She bought losing lottery tickets for three years, before and after. threw in there more than a hundred thousand yuan. Last month, she stole my gold ring and brought it to the pawnshop. The pawnshop slip was still in her cotton shirt pocket. "How much is that ring worth? Do you have to remember it until now?" I laughed. "So you don't care how much Doan Doan is worth?" He suddenly stood up: "Tell me clearly!" I pushed the photo of Tham Lo in front of him. "Your mother didn't go to the square I got in the car. There was also a strange man in the car." Tuong Khai Nien stared at the photo for a few seconds, his expression slightly changing. But his mouth was still harder than his brain. "Maybe it's a convenient car." "She's holding an eight-month-old baby, riding in a strange man's car, where are you going?" "How do I know? She has relatives in the east of the city." "What relatives?" "Hua Tang!" I opened the bedroom drawer, took out the printout of the conversation recovered from the backup in Ma Guifen's old phone: Cao Laosan: How many months old is the baby? Ma Que Phan: Eight months old, a boy, white and disease-free. Cao Lao Tam: Do your family members agree? Ma Guifen: My son listens to me. The daughter-in-law is asking for a divorce, and it's not yet certain who the baby will take with her. Cao Lao San: See the goods first. Okay, deposit thirty thousand. The two words "see goods" are like nails stuck in the air. Finally, Tuong Khai Nien's face turned pale. He slowly raised his head to look at me: "When did you know?" "Earlier than me." "And yet you still gave Doan Doan to her?" As if he had finally found a reason to attack me, his eyes immediately turned red. "Hua Duong, are you crazy? Knowing full well that there was danger, you still gave her your child? Did you use my son as bait?" I stood up and slapped him straight in the face. "You also deserve to say the words 'my son' What?” The slap caused his head to move to one side. I said word for word: "If I don't give it today, if she can't catch it tonight, then tomorrow she will take advantage of my time at work to go to the kindergarten gate to take my child. The day after tomorrow, she will put sleeping pills in Doan Doan's milk powder. Can you stop it? Do you dare to stop it?" He hugged his face and said nothing. I held the phone up to his eyes. On the screen was my crime report receipt at three o'clock in the afternoon. "I don't let my child take risks. I called the police first, then tracked the location so that the police could catch him in the act." At this moment, the doorbell rang. I went to open the door. Police Officer Co stood outside the door, behind him were two supporting police officers. She looked at me and then looked at Tuong Khai Nien. "Where is the baby?" Tuong Khai Nien's lips moved. I answered for him: "His mother carried him into the traffickers' car." 3 After entering the house, the first thing police officer Co did was check the surveillance cameras. Tuong Khai Nien stood next to him as if his spine had been pulled out. However, when the police assisted in asking about Ma Que Phan's social relationships, debt situation, and recent unusual behavior, he began to hide it.

about her borrowing money. Police Officer Co raised his head and looked at him coldly. "Your son is currently missing. Every time you lie to cover up for your mother, the search and rescue may be delayed by another minute." Tuong Khai Nien's face turned red: "I didn't mean that." "Then tell the truth." He shut his mouth. At the same time, the comments appeared again. 【He's pretending to be stupid.】 【Last night Cao Lao San transferred him two thousand yuan. He knew the baby would be taken away tonight.】 My heart sank, I turned my head to look at Tuong Khai Nien. He bowed his head, not daring to look at me. It turns out that's it. No wonder Ma Que Phan dared to carry the baby away like that. She did not act alone. She has her biological son behind her. Police Officer Co received a phone call, his expression immediately tensed. "The camera near the abandoned gas station in the east of the city recorded the suspect car. Maybe the baby has been handed over." She stood up and went out. I immediately followed: "I'll go with you." "No. You stay at home and wait for news." "I'm the baby's mother, I can provide location." "Send location for me." "The location device is attached to the child's sock. If they change clothes, it will lose its effectiveness. I can see the last movement trajectory, and can also recognize the child's belongings." Police officer Co looked at me for a few seconds and then nodded. "Get in the car, but you must absolutely follow the instructions." Huy." When passing by Tuong Khai Nien, he grabbed my arm: "Hua Duong, you can't harm my mother like that. If she has to go to jail, what should I do?" That sentence crushed the last bit of hesitation in me. Doan Doan's life and death are still unknown. What he was thinking about was what he should do. I raised my eyes to look at him, my voice was cold and soft: "Tuong Khai Nien, from today onwards, you must do nothing to have anything to do with me." Before going out, I went back to the bedroom to get the small blanket Doan Doan usually uses. When the police car left the residential area, it was already dark. I stared at the locator on my phone. After moving from the gas station east of the city to a gray area, that small dot stopped, not moving anymore. My throat tightened. Police Officer Co glanced: "Don't scare yourself. Maybe the baby was carried into the house." I nodded. But in my heart I understand clearly. Unmoved positioning has another possibility— The sock was removed. Tham Lo's car was parked on the side of an abandoned road in the east of the city. She didn't turn off the engine, leaning against the driver's seat, her eyes staring at the abandoned gas station in front of her. Sitting in the police car, from afar I saw her send me a video. The image vibrates very strongly, but is still clear enough. Ma Que Phan hugged Doan Doan and stepped out of the minivan. Cao Lao Tam went around to the back of the car and said a few words to a man wearing a black coat. Ma Que Phan's movements of hugging the baby were very stiff, like he was holding a moving bag of money. Doan Doan is still crying. She bent down and covered her child's mouth with her hand. I looked so much that my temples twitched. The next second, Cao Lao Tam in the video reached out to receive Doan Doan. Ma Que Phan let go very quickly. Really fast. So fast that it was like he was afraid the baby would hit him. 4The man in a black jacket opened a black cooler, lined with a thick blanket inside. When Doan Doan was placed inside, his small feet gently kicked the edge of the box. Ma Que Phan took two steps back. Cao Lao Tam took out a wad of money and stuffed it into her blue cloth bag. Transaction completed. The video ends. I stared at the screen, my eyes dark.