Two children wrestled on the ground, while the others around them cheered as if they were watching a show.
The commotion soon drew the adults in the internet café. Third Brother hurried out, barked at them, then grabbed one child in each hand and pulled them far apart.
"What's going on? Why are you fighting?" Third Brother snapped.
Ergouzi felt terribly wronged. He wailed, "He said my dad was dead! He said my dad and my uncle were both dead!"
The boy who'd been hit wasn't intimidated. He shouted angrily, "They are dead! They died in the ravine! Everyone knows it!"
Ergouzi roared and tried to rush at him again, but Third Brother held him back.
The young men who'd followed them out muttered with a sneer, "They did so many wicked things. They deserved to die."
"Serves them right."
They muttered a few more words, lost interest in the spectacle, and went back to their seats.
Ergouzi burst into tears.
Third Brother grew impatient and dragged him outside.
"So... they really are all dead?" Lei Yinyin murmured, dazed.
The man at the front desk glanced over, looking a little surprised, but answered casually, "Yeah, they're really dead. They even found Lin Qiang's body. Some wild animal had taken a bite out of him. Tsk, serves him right. They sold children and women. They'd been in that business for years, right? Who knows how many people they ruined."
Though his tone held contempt, the villagers didn't seem interested in pursuing justice. They were simply gloating over the deaths of the three traffickers.
Lei Yinyin couldn't hear anything else.
The man asked, "Who are you? You're not from our village, are you? Could you be..."
Before he could finish, Lei Yinyin had already left the internet café.
She returned to the