MTL - I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times-Chapter 62 Tattered (third update)

"Miss Ling, why are there so many little girls here?" Wei Feng looked surprised when he saw a dozen little girls in the cellar. He originally thought that there was only Gurdjieff's daughter in the cellar.

Ning Chuyi, who came in behind, frowned, "Did the group of people outside get these little girls?"

Ling Chu untied the little girls and said, "Yes, these little girls were trafficked by the traffickers outside and are about to be transported out of Beijing and sold."

Seeing those little girls huddled in a pile with frightened expressions, Ling Chu comforted them softly, "Don't be afraid, we are here to save you."

Perhaps after seeing Liu Xiangju untied and following Ling Chu closely, with an expression of trust in her, the little girls slowly calmed down.

Ling Chu saw that although they were tense but not making a fuss, he asked the guards to take the little girls out of the cellar.

After leaving the cellar and seeing the long-lost sunlight, the little girls wiped away their tears excitedly, knelt down in front of Ling Chu and Ning Chuyi, and kowtowed.

"Ding!"

“Congratulations on the successful rescue of the host and the successful completion of the mission.”

“Reward: twelve merits and one hundred and twenty taels of silver.”

With the gratitude of those little girls, the system's reward notification sounded in Lingchu's mind.

 Seeing those merits and money, Ling Chu was in a good mood, and now her life was more stable. As long as she continues to accumulate merit and earn money to buy health medicines, I believe her life will not die easily again.

 Seeing the rescued little girls, Boss Yao and others turned pale.

“Master Ning, these little girls and this group of traffickers will be left to you to deal with.”

Hearing Ling Chu's words, Boss Yao knelt down towards Ning Chuyi, "Sir, this is unfair. We are not human traffickers, we are serious businessmen."

“Yes, yes, yes, sir, we are in the cloth business, but we are not involved in human trafficking.”

Wei Feng sneered, "Then where do these little girls come from?"

"We don't know this either. We rented this house, but we didn't know there were so many little girls hiding in it." Boss Yao forced himself to calm down. The government also pays attention to evidence when deciding a case. As long as they grit their teeth and refuse to admit it, , you can't do anything to them.

Unexpectedly, this group of people still want to deny it until now.

Ling Chu sneered, "Do you think there's nothing you can do without evidence?"

Boss Yao rolled his eyes and said, "Girl, we are indeed unjust. We are innocent businessmen and have never done anything harmful to nature.

 We came to the capital to buy some cloth and sell it in other state capitals. If you don't believe it, you can go into the house and have a look. All the cloth we brought in is inside the house. "

Isn't it evidence? Considering that this group of traffickers had given her so many merits, she didn't mind spending some time to find out the evidence and convince them.

 “Okay, I was just going to go into the house and search it.”

Lingchu wanted to search the house, but Boss Yao was not worried.

 He ​​did not lie. In order to deceive others, on the surface they were indeed cloth businessmen, and the house was filled with goods imported from the cloth shop.

Boss Yao thought he had no flaws, but Li Pingguang felt uneasy. He always felt that this girl was a bit evil.

Ling Chu took Wei Feng and a few guards and went straight to the side room where the cloth was kept, "You move all these cloths out."

Boss Yao and the others have abducted and trafficked so many little girls, and those who were killed, even if they are not sentenced to death, will be exiled to the bitter cold borderland.

 The money and other property they earned through unscrupulous means will naturally be confiscated.

 After moving the cloth, Ling Chu led his guards to search each room.

 “Move this food box away.”

 “There’s still that baggage.”

“Take away the raincoat and bamboo hat hanging on the wall.”

 “Don’t forget the saddle.”

 “Don’t miss that oil-paper umbrella in the corner.”

 …

Ling Chu gave some instructions, only to find Wei Feng and several guards standing aside with frowns on their faces. Seeing her looking over, Wei Feng couldn't help but said, "Miss Ling, these rags are not worth anything at all..."

Lingchu didn't wait for him to finish, and interrupted him with a smile, "Wrong, these are all good things."

The guards were really speechless. They had just opened the food box and looked at it. There were only a few snacks in it, and the bag contained a few changes of clothes.

 Bow hats, raincoats, and oil-paper umbrellas are just ordinary objects, so they are not good things.

Wei Feng, on the other hand, thought of Ling Chu's abilities and was moved. Without saying anything more, he led his guards forward and moved all the things Ling Chu pointed out to the yard.

Boss Yao and the others changed their expressions when they saw the things they had moved out.

Ning Chuyi looked down at the pile of miscellaneous things, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ling Chu in confusion.

Lingchu didn't look at him, turned around and asked Boss Yao and the others, "Whose do these things belong to?"

The scene was silent, no one spoke.

No one spoke, Ling Chu was not in a hurry and said slowly, "No one said anything. It seems that no one wants them. In this case, let's burn them all."

Lingchu took out a fire folder and pointed at the oil-paper umbrella first.

Seeing that she was really about to burn, Wang Hai blurted out in a hurry, "Wait a minute, that umbrella is mine."

Ling Chu paused and said, "So it's yours, so are the others also yours?"

Wang Hai shook his head, only that umbrella belonged to him.

Ling Chu waited and saw that no one else spoke, nor was he annoyed.

 The fire in his hand was turned and pointed towards the coir raincoat.

Li Pingguang's expression changed, and finally he said bravely, "Miss Ling, both the coir raincoat and the bamboo hat belong to me."

Boss Yao looked gloomy, "The food box and the saddle are mine."

 Pozi Zhang, “That baggage is mine.”

Although these people already had a bad premonition in their hearts, they still held on to luck.

Ling Chu smiled and said, "Since these things all belong to their owners, I won't burn them."

 Speaking, he blew out the fire stick and put it back in his sleeve pocket.

Boss Yao and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Chu suddenly said, "Wei Feng, take down the food box."

Boss Yao's expression changed drastically. He broke free from the rope and wanted to rush over and **** the food box back.

Ning Chuyi waved his hand, and two guards immediately stepped forward to twist him.

 Wei Feng stepped forward and, under Ling Chu’s guidance, found a ledger from the mezzanine at the bottom of the food box.

This account book belongs to Boss Yao. It records the girls who were abducted and trafficked, where they were sold, their worth, and the division of the spoils with the following people.

Ning Chuyi flipped through the ledger. Although he didn't say anything, he looked at Boss Yao as if he were looking at a dead person.

Ling Chu glanced at him and asked Wei Feng to continue dismantling it.

 There was no account book next, but I rummaged through the handle of the oil-paper umbrella, the raincoat, the bamboo hat, and the saddle to find a pile of banknotes wrapped tightly in oil paper.

The guards looked at Ling Chu from suspicion to admiration.

This Miss Ling is indeed very capable. To them, those coir raincoats and bamboo hats are just a pile of rags, but Miss Ling was able to find so many banknotes and account books from these rags.

　　　Served at the third watch.

　　Ling Chu: I know where the votes in your hands are hidden. Do you vote them out yourself, or do you want me to check them?