The girl turned and ran.
Song Pan'er was a step too late and didn't catch her.
This little flapper was too alert, and it was not unfair for me to be deceived by her.
Song Pan'er couldn't care less and ran out quickly.
She probably went to call that 'fourth', it would be terrible if she was stuck in this toilet.
Song Pan'er threw away her schoolbag, took off all the burdens on her body, and quickly ran towards the crowded place on the street.
This flower girl is so courageous. She is not afraid of people and actually follows her.
"Daughter, daddy bought it for you, why don't you? Don't make a fuss."
The middle-aged man behind Song Paner shouted loudly.
Song Pan'er was shocked, what kind of trick is this?
After thinking about it carefully, she broke into a cold sweat.
If someone identifies him as his daughter, no matter how many people there are on the street, no one will save him!
"Oh! You kid, if you don't buy it for your sister, why don't you buy it for you?"
After the man yelled, he asked passers-by for help: "Quick, little brother, help me stop the child. Don't let it get lost again. It will be bad if it encounters a flower girl!"
Most of the people nowadays are very warm-hearted. The young passerby didn’t hesitate. He stretched out his hand to grab Song Pan’er and kindly advised: “Don’t run away, go home with your dad!”
Song Pan'er wanted to bite this young man to death.
"Get away from me, that's not my dad, that's a human trafficker! Call the police!"
The young man was unmoved.
People today who have not experienced various popular science disseminations on the Internet in later generations would never have imagined that there would be such a clever deception.
Song Pan'er kicked and hit her, but she couldn't get away no matter what, and she was so anxious that her face was sweating profusely.
"Let me go quickly. Those are really human traffickers. This is their new trick. They pretend to be my relatives to confuse you."
Song Pan'er turned to look at the man who was about to catch up, and explained quickly.
The young man was a little confused. His father said he was afraid that his granddaughter would encounter a flower lover. The granddaughter said that his father was a flower lover. Who should he believe?
Without leaving him much time to think, the man caught up and pointed at Song Paner and said:
"Oh~ This kid has been spoiled by us and wants to call the police to arrest us. Don't you know that your dad and I are the police?"
This man actually took out a green leather ID card from his pocket, with the words "Public Security Work Permit" written on it.
He also opened it and showed it to the people around him. The big red badge of the Railway Police Department was very eye-catching.
Song Pan'er's mouth was half-opened, and her eyes widened in surprise.
What else could she say? This trafficker had such a thorough plan that he even prepared false evidence.
"Sister, I'll give you that skirt. Come home with dad!"
The girl named 'Little White Rabbit' also followed up, took Song Pan'er's arm and said pitifully.
Song Pan'er shook off the girl's hand and still wanted to ask for help from the people around her.
"I don't know them. The ID must be fake. Please help me call the police!"
"He is really not my dad. My dad is dead. Please call the police. When the police come, they will be able to prove that they are human traffickers."
Five or six older adults and aunties had gathered around to watch the fun, and they all kindly tried to persuade them:
"My child, be obedient and go back with your father!"
"Why are you so angry as a sister? Look at how sensible your sister is!"
"If you run around again, your dad will arrest you and send you to a juvenile detention center!"
……
Song Pan'er's helpless pleas were drowned in the crowd's chatter.
"This child is really spoiled. If he doesn't care anymore, he will become lawless and will no longer recognize his relatives!"
The middle-aged trafficker pretended to lose his patience and pulled Song Paner over with all his strength, and led him towards the van on the side of the road.
Song Pan'er was hugged and dragged by her, her feet were off the ground, and she asked anxiously and wisely:
"You said it's my dad, so I have a birthmark on my body. What shape do you think it is? Where is it?"
"What other shape could it be? Plum blossom, red, on your lower back."
"What else do you want to ask? Your name is Song Pan'er, your birthday is April 20th, and you are nine years old this year. There are two spinners on your head, you are a traitor!"
The man answered fluently and even gave a few more answers as gifts.
Everyone around him laughed, completely convinced that the man was Song Pan'er's father.
They told each other that their own children were equally disobedient and needed to be taken care of.
She lamented that stick education should be continued so that the little princesses and emperors in these families know what it means to be afraid.
Song Pan'er was shocked and speechless for a long time. She never expected that this flower girl would understand her so clearly.
Where did he know this? Song Paner was puzzled.
Seeing that she was about to be loaded into a car and taken away, Song Pan'er was anxious and looked around, trying to find a chance of survival for herself.
The street next to the public toilet is not considered the main street, but because there is Railway Middle School in front of this street, many small shops have been opened on the roadside, which makes this street very lively.
This also attracted some farmers from nearby suburbs to set up stalls to sell endless vegetables and fruits they grew themselves.
At this time, there was a stall selling grapes in front of the van parked on the roadside.
Song Pan'er jerked violently, causing the man behind him to lose some of his strength. He stretched out his feet and kicked over the grape basket on the roadside.
The grape seller was still holding hands and watching the fun, but she immediately gave up. She strode over, grabbed the man who was holding Song Pan'er in the car, and shouted at the top of her lungs:
"Don't leave, you have to pay me!"
"If all the grapes are gone, who should I sell them to?"
The man said impatiently: "I'll apologize, please wait for a while!"
Then he pushed Song Paner hard into the car.
The girl had already gotten into the car first and helped drag Song Pan'er in the car.
Unexpectedly, Song Pan'er's willpower to survive was too strong, and she was as difficult to catch as a New Year pig. She kicked the car door into a hole, and while struggling, she screamed:
"Sorry for your trouble, those bunches of rotten grapes of yours can't be sold in the first place! As soon as we got in the car, we drove away. Just wait and eat the exhaust fumes!"
Song Pan'er wanted to anger this aunt who seemed to have a good fighting spirit, and buy herself some time to think of a countermeasure before she was pulled into the car.
Sure enough, the grape seller didn't want to wait any longer and stretched out her hand to grab the man's arm again.
"Hurry up, pay me first, and then get in the car!"
The man was dragged so hard by the lady that he couldn't exert any force. He could only shout to the girl in the car: "Give her money first."
After saying that, he stopped pushing Song Pan'er upwards and only held the person to prevent her from breaking away.
The girl in the car also let go and started counting money out of her trouser pocket.
The grape seller was still complaining: "You have to take good care of this kid, he can't be so aggressive!"
"Yes, I will take him back and educate him well."
The man didn't want to cause trouble again, so he smiled and nodded in agreement.
Song Pan'er didn't listen to what they said and secretly gathered strength.
The girl counted out several one-dollar and several fifty-cent bills and handed them to the grape seller, "Is that enough?"
The grape seller was about to reach out and take it, but unexpectedly, Song Paner suddenly raised her foot and kicked all the money away.
All three of them subconsciously wanted to pick up the money.
Seeing that the man behind her relaxed a little, Song Pan'er seized the opportunity, stretched out her legs and kicked the car, pushing the middle-aged man away.
After her body was freed, Song Paner did not run away.
There are a lot of people watching the excitement standing nearby, and they must help this trafficker catch him.
You can't run if you run the designated route, you can only fight hard.
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