Chapter 506: Mighty Little Mo (Part 2)
For most children, once they’re kidnapped, their lives are essentially over unless an adult finds and rescues them.
After all, what can a child of a few years old do? They’re just too young.
Just being clever enough to escape and call for help is already an incredible feat, with odds of less than one in ten thousand.
For someone like Little Tang Mo—who not only escaped himself but also brought two other girls with him while ensuring the traffickers were caught—the odds were more like one in a hundred million.
And now, the words he was speaking, the things he was doing, and the effects they would have...
This was truly something one-of-a-kind, completely unique in the world.
The team leader who had gone to arrest the male driver could have never imagined that on this trip, besides catching a trafficker, he would end up rescuing a heaven-defying... genius like Little Tang Mo.
The team leader was in a state of utter bewilderment yet extreme clarity. His mind was racing, and his hands never stopped moving.
He was writing down what Little Tang Mo had just said.
Little Tang Mo had told him on the way here to write down what he was about to say. The officer had been in a daze, but when Little Tang Mo began listing the names and details of over a dozen children, his hands moved faster than his thoughts, and he had quickly jotted it all down.
Finishing the last stroke, he watched the chief leave the room. Then, the team leader looked at Little Tang Mo, his expression expectant.
For some reason, the team leader just knew that Little Tang Mo had more to say.
He wasn’t wrong. Tang Mo did, in fact, have more to say.
"The chief has gone to report to his superiors. They will definitely need the information on these children next. In a moment, sir, please give your notes to the chief."
Little Tang Mo instructed the team leader first.
When a case like this was reported, his age would likely be met with skepticism from the higher-ups. They would certainly want to officially verify everything.
The best and fastest way to get that verification was the list of kidnapped children.
The team leader nodded repeatedly at Little Tang Mo’s words.
Little Tang Mo looked again at the others remaining in the room. "There’s one more thing."
His expression was serious, and the faces of the few people sitting there grew even more solemn.
"Besides the two who were caught, this place is a major hub."
"A major hub? You mean there are many more accomplices hiding in the city?" the team leader exclaimed in shock. "But... that shouldn’t be possible."
"Although we have had children go missing in our city, the total number isn’t that high. If it were a major hub, the number of missing children should be much higher."
"That’s not what I mean by a major hub."
Little Tang Mo shook his head. "Are there a lot of children begging on the city streets? The kind with missing hands or feet, or some other disability."
The police officers looked at each other. "Hey, now that you mention it, I guess there are. I never really noticed, but thinking about it, there are quite a few, especially in the last two years."
Little Tang Mo pressed his lips together. "If I hadn’t managed to save myself and escape today, in a couple of days, you might have found me on the street, crippled and begging."
The officers exchanged another look, their faces filled with shock.
"What?"
"What do you mean? Aren’t those children... aren’t they disabled from accidents?"
Little Tang Mo shook his head. "Over ninety percent of them are not. This is the major hub I’m talking about."
"We only arrived here today. When we escaped earlier, they were in the process of taking us to that other location. The female trafficker had already said she was going to blind Little Yang Mei."
Little Tang Mo’s voice was not loud, nor was his tone rushed. It carried the unique, soft, and slightly sweet quality of a child’s voice.
But everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.
They had seen it all—murderers, arsonists, plenty of villains. But the profound horror in Little Tang Mo’s words made their blood run cold.
"They traffic children... don’t they just sell them? ...There are people who do things like this?"
The team leader’s face was filled with disbelief.
Little Tang Mo nodded. "There are. It’s not that common yet... but it’s another way to make money."
To those traffickers, as long as it made money, there was nothing they wouldn’t do.
At this point in time, the practice of crippling kidnapped children and forcing them to beg for money wasn’t widespread.
Some people knew about it, but many still didn’t, just like the police officers in front of him. When they saw those disabled, begging children, they only felt pity, never imagining this.
Crippling kidnapped children and forcing them to beg... what kind of inhuman, psychopathic monster could do something so depraved?
"The main base... where would it be?"
The team leader clenched his fists, grinding his teeth. In his mind, he had already torn those cruel traffickers to shreds. He wished he could rush out and arrest them immediately, but he had no idea where they were.
They solved cases and arrested people in this city every day. They were familiar with all the places they should be, yet they had never noticed anything unusual before.
Without thinking, he asked reflexively, turning to Little Tang Mo for help.
Only after asking did he feel his question was inappropriate, but Little Tang Mo didn’t seem to think so.
"I don’t know the location, but you can find it with a stakeout."
"Those begging, disabled children usually have someone watching them. At the end of the day, they’ll head back. If you follow them, you should be able to find the place."
The team leader slapped his forehead. "Of course! How did I not think of that?"
He took a deep breath. "I’ll arrange for a team to move out immediately."
Little Tang Mo nodded. "Okay. Thank you for your hard work, sir. Once you find the location, don’t act rashly. It’s best to wait and coordinate with the main arrest plan to avoid tipping them off."
Just as Little Tang Mo finished speaking, someone knocked on the conference room door, asking the team leader for the list of kidnapped children he had recorded.
The team leader handed the list over, his gaze toward Little Tang Mo growing even more complex. ’He predicts things with divine accuracy.’
"Is there... anything else?" the team leader asked Little Tang Mo, nearly using the word "instructions."
"Nothing for now. Let’s wait for news from the chief’s side. I’m going to draw the traffickers’ portraits now. I need to get them done as quickly as possible."
The team leader scratched his head. "You can draw people too?"
Not only did he remember the traffickers’ faces, but he could also sketch them? ’Is there anything this kid can’t do?’
Little Tang Mo, unaware of the team leader’s complicated feelings, left the conference room, got some paper and a pen, and began to work on the sketches.
At the same time, the list of kidnapped children was being sent up the chain of command.
The chief reported to his superiors, who in turn reported to their superiors, until, level by level, the report finally reached headquarters.
Of course, the list of kidnapped children was also verified.
The names on the provided list perfectly matched the missing children cases reported by the various precincts in the Imperial City.
Headquarters acted decisively. That very night, they decided to plan a multi-location secret arrest operation based on the information and addresses Little Tang Mo had provided.
Just as the plan was freshly drafted, Little Tang Mo—his hand trembling slightly from the effort—delivered sketches of over thirty criminal suspects, drawn with incredible speed.
Some of the portraits even included their nicknames.
For the police, there was nothing better. It was no exaggeration to say it was like giving a tiger wings.
With all this, if they still couldn’t catch them, it would be a massive, utter humiliation. They might as well just quit.
The arrest plan was carried out smoothly. Within two days, more than a hundred people involved in the case were apprehended.
The whirlwind set in motion by Little Tang Mo had officially begun.