The policewoman had professional ethics and sensitivity. Although she had received many bizarre calls in the past, she could tell from the girl's deliberately lowered voice on the other end that it wasn't just a prank, and it wasn't something offensive. What if it was true?
Human trafficking of underage girls is no small matter.
So the policewoman decisively gave her personal QQ email address.
At the internet café in the mall.
Jiaojiao asked: "What are you going to do?"
"Create a new account."
What was that? Jiaojiao nestled on Qin Yu's lap as she watched her create a new QQ account and then send the video from her mobile phone to the other party's email through the QQ email.
Once finished, she quickly withdrew.
Whether the police would pursue this organization from the lead of that young man was a matter for the police. What mattered was that today's events had happened, and it was too late for Li Sheng to clear his name, let alone think of selling Xiao Yun.
