Chapter 18


    Henry immediately reported, “Boss, this vige is very remote. There are indeed a lot of people


    here. but all the vigers have gone out during the day to do farm work. Most of them are returning


    home from the fields at this time, so there are few people outside the vige. Also, there are no


    outsiders in the vige all year round, so the vigers are on guard whenever an outsider enters the


    vige. I dared note in rashly lest anything bad happen, so I parked my car about a kilometer


    away from the vige and pretended to be a photographer taking pictures of mountain viges. Only


    then did | pretend to take pictures near the door of the house that we‘d located in advance.


    Something is strange, though, I‘ve been keeping watch outside the house for most of the day, but its


    door was closed all the time; I haven‘t seen any personing out of the house.”


    Vania was inwardly puzzled, but she couldn‘t be bothered about that. At this very moment, she


    wanted to see her child more than anything else. She replied right away, “Is the money ready?”


    Henry took out the leather case containing cash. “Five million in cash–not a penny less than that.”


    Vania asked indignantly, “Have you arranged the follow–up stuff? These human traffickers have


    committed so many crimes that not even death could make up for that. We mustn‘t let them hurt


    another family!”


    Henry answered, “Don‘t worry, Boss. I‘ve got everything arranged to prevent them from killing Little


    Master. As long as we manage to save him, they‘re definitely not gonna be able to run away.”


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    “Okay, let‘s go.”


    Vania followed Henry directly toward the house.


    The roads here were the most primitive kind of dirt roads, and there were no streetlights. It was


    completely dark in the mountains at this time of night, and the road, which was full of bumps and


    hollows, was extremely difficult to walk on. Vania‘s heart sank further with every step she took. They


    had done some investigation beforeing, and the family living in this house was a bunch of


    traffickers who sold children. Since all they wanted was money, they didn‘t care about the children‘s


    welfare or living conditions, and the means by which they managed these children were extremely


    cruel.


    ording to their investigation, Vania‘s son had only been resold and transferred here very


    recently. In just five years, he had been moved to many ces and sold countless tim ‘hich made


    him live a life of vagrancy without a permanent residence. Vania was distressed wl she thought of


    this. At such a tender age, her son was supposed to grow up by his mother‘s side out worry, enjoy a


    wonderful childhood, and receive education while learning whatever he liked. However, he had


    suffered all kinds of hardships and lost everything he had originally been entitled to because of


    Mnie. How could Vania not be heartbroken and resentful for this?


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    “Boss, it‘s here.”


    They arrived at the door to the house. The house was lit at this moment; it was just that this ce


    was too remote to be connected to electricity yet. The faint candlelight shone through the window,


    making the tottering house appear even more spooky.


    Vania stood at the door withplicated feelings. This dpidated ce is much, much worse in


    comparison to the modernized Hammond. And yet in such a shabby house, there lived my son,


    whom I miss day and night, she thought. At this very moment, she found herself somewhat unable


    to move a step further. On her way here, she had pictured countless times the scene of her reunion


    with her son, imagining what he looked like and what his response would be when he saw her.


    Would they hug each other and burst into tears, or look at each other without saying a word? Would


    he acknowledge her, who had lost him for years, as his mother? Would he me her? Feeling a


    twinge of sadness in her chest, she took a deep breath before saying in a hoarse voice, “Let’s go


    in.”


    “Yes, Boss.” Henry went over and knocked on the door first, while Leo and Vania followed him


    closely.


    Knock! Knock! Knock! “Is there anyone? Is anyone inside? Open the door. Is there anyone?”


    They knocked on the door several times in a row, but there was no answer. Seeing what had


    happened, they exchanged a brief look with one another as a bad feeling arose in their guts at the


    same time.