Chen Xuan’s happy expression froze on his face. His expression was ugly. He turned his head in panic and wanted to ask the police beside him for help: “Did I hear it wrong? Fairy Yaoguang never said that the child was dead. How could it be…?”
Even at this moment, he was unwilling to say that his child was dead. His lips trembled constantly, and his face turned pale.
Chen Xuan had premature graying of hair because of looking for his child. He had not slept well in the past few days and looked very old.
He thought of something and quickly took out a photo album from a large bag on his body. Inside was the photo of the child.
Xiao Huzi was a very beautiful boy. He was wearing a tiger-style plush coat, a tiger-like hat on his head, and a red mole on his forehead. Xiao Huzi was riding on a wooden horse. He smiled brightly at the camera lens.
It was like a flower blooming in early spring, just beginning to bud, making people think that it would bloom one day, and at that time, it would be bathed in the sun and bloom brilliantly.
Now all netizens know clearly that this flower withered before it fully bloomed.
It was pinched off by someone, leaving behind countless regrets.
“Master, take a good look.” Chen Xuan was so anxious that tears came to his eyes, and his tone was extremely humble: “Did you make a mistake? Take a closer look, this is a photo of him when he was 3 years old. He is only 7 years old now, he is only seven years old this year!”
In the end, Chen Xuan could only repeat that Xiao Huzi was only seven years old.
A seven-year-old child, with an infinite future, how could he be gone?
[Is he dead? He is only 7 years old this year. This…]
[I burst into tears, did I make a mistake? I had sworn to my family that the child was alive, but the anchor told us this bad news.]
[How could this happen? The traffickers must die, and the buyers must die. Can’t you treat the child well after buying him? At least let his father have hope of reuniting.]
The old lady was very old and wore a hearing aid. She didn’t know what Lu Yunyao was saying. The words on the barrage flashed too fast for her to see clearly.
But seeing her son take out the photo album with an excited expression, she wondered if her grandson had connected.
Yes, it must be a call. Take out the photo of Xiao Huzi when he was a child so that Xiao Huzi can confirm it.
The old lady squeezed forward: “Xiao Huzi, I am your grandma, I am your grandma, look at me, I am your grandma, you liked to pull my hair at that time. It hurt me at that time, so I went to shave my hair short later.”
The old lady was happy, showing her big gold teeth, and her cheerful expression made the expressions of other Chen Family members even sad.
The old man of the Chen family had red eyes and clenched his hands into fists.
Xiao Huzi’s aunt turned her head away and buried her head in her husband’s arms.
Xiao Huzi’s uncle wore glasses, took them off, and wiped the fog off them with a tissue.
They came here with hope, but now they know the cruelest news in the world.
Chu Qiao stepped forward and held her husband’s hand: “Don’t do this.”
Seeing Chu Qiao, Chen Xuan’s body trembled violently, his legs softened, and he knelt directly. His eyes were red and tears fell.
“I also had a dream when I won the lucky bag that day. I dreamed that Xiao Huzi was loaded on a truck and was suffocated by the heavy objects. I dreamed that he was dead, and he said goodbye to me.”
Chen Xuan beat his chest hard with his hand: “How could he die? I don’t want to believe it, because the anchor has always let the children come back alive, why did it change when it came to me.”
“The day he was lost was his 3rd birthday. He was only 3 years old. In my dream, he died on that day.”
Chen Xuan emphasized seven years old because if his son didn’t live long, he would at least live two more years, but he never thought that he would die at the age of three.
The old lady was originally cheerful, but when she saw the other people’s faces change, and then saw her son crying, her smile froze.
She kept saying: “What happened to Xiao Huzi? Is he disabled? It’s okay, it’s okay, we can raise Xiao Huzi. Your father and I will make money, we will raise Xiao Huzi and support him in the future.”
[I originally thought that the child died at the age of 7, but I didn’t expect it to be so cruel. He died on the day he was lost.]
[What’s going on? I feel that the anchor always has priorities when drawing lucky bags. If you want to find a body, there is no need to draw it in the special show for trafficking. You can let the police find the body.]
While the Chen Family was crying, Lu Yunyao was drawing.
She didn’t actually know how to draw, she was just simply trying to portray the banquet that day.
Xiao Huzi saw seven adults and a child. That was the most impressive scene before Xiao Huzi died, and she drew it with a pen at this time.
Trafficker A held a wine glass, and he sat in the main seat and smiled.
Trafficker B stood up and poured him a glass of wine.
Trafficker C was looking at Xiao Huzi, with a look in his eyes that a child could not understand.
Trafficker D yawned with one hand on his chin, and a little tear oozed from the corner of his eye.
Trafficker E had peeled the shrimp and was passing it to a girl to eat. The girl was wearing a princess dress and opened her mouth with a sullen expression.
Trafficker F had one foot on the chair next to him. He rolled toilet paper into a cylinder and directly dug in his nostrils. Both nostrils were facing upwards and were much larger than those of ordinary people.
Trafficker G was using a small hand mirror to touch up her makeup. There was a small mole in the middle of her lower lip. Eating should have made her foundation fade a little. She was applying foundation on the skin of her chin.
Cui Xiaoxiao was drinking water, but when she saw Lu Yunyao’s painting, she couldn’t help but spray out the water.
[What is the anchor writing? Officer Cui was frightened like this.]
[I am also curious, let me see it quickly.]
[I just realized that the anchor’s hand speed is so fast, she is very suitable for playing e-sports, and it feels like her hand speed is so fast that it leaves a residual image.]
Lu Yunyao has never learned to sketch, she just uses a pencil to alternate between light and heavy strokes, and her speed is very fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, she drew half a person, while Cui Xiaoxiao spitting saliva. It only took a few minutes to reproduce the situation in that room at that time.
Even though netizens were very curious, Lu Yunyao still didn’t show the portrait to netizens but handed it to Cui Xiaoxiao.
“This is the last scene that Xiao Huzi saw when he opened his eyes. From the conversation, I learned that they are a group of human traffickers. They were about to retire, but they met Xiao Huzi.”
“Okay.” Cui Xiaoxiao nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice: “I’ll go ask the leader.”
Deng Chengbing was in the live broadcast room. After leaning over to look at the painting, he whispered: “Just announce it to the public, except for this.”
He pointed his finger at the little girl.
“Understood.”
Lu Yunyao took the painting again and showed it to the camera: “These are the last eight people that Xiao Huzi saw. This child is also their tool to abduct children. This is the last scene that Xiao Huzi saw before he fell asleep 4 years ago. If anyone has an impression of these people, please provide clues to the Capital Public Security Bureau.”
The little girl in the princess dress was under 18 years old. Lu Yunyao pressed the little girl’s face with her thumb, and the other seven people were shown to the netizens.
[Wow, the anchor can also draw? The painting is excellent Although it is black and white, I don’t know why, I can see the color.]
[This level is amazing, the level of a CAFA graduate, isn’t she from a poor family? Studying art is very expensive, where can you learn to paint?]
[The child was crying with envy, this level is very natural, it doesn’t look like she has learned it, the host’s eyes and hands are different from those of ordinary people.]
[I have a very scary idea, she may not be able to paint, it’s more like she borrowed Xiao Huzi’s perspective to reproduce the scene at that time. The proportions of the characters here are a bit strange, if you look at it from the eyes of a three-year-old child, it’s just right.]
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