The Scheming Billionaire's Heartfelt Devotion-Chapter 867 - 882: Good People Like Him Shouldn’t Die

"Take him back first; it’s not safe to stay here any longer," the man with the gun said.

The two men on either side dragged the man off the ground, and at the same time, the gun was aimed at his back: "If you don’t want to die, you’d better behave."

Now, the journalist could only hope the police would arrive quickly. Before that, he absolutely couldn’t make any rash moves to avoid provoking them.

The three men got into the elevator together. The man behind suddenly spoke in a low voice: "If you dare to make a sound, I’ll blow your head off."

"Don’t worry, you have the guns, I won’t make any foolish moves."

When the elevator door opened, the man behind deliberately pulled the clothes draped over his arm to conceal the gun, afraid that people dining in the restaurant would see it.

After exiting the restaurant, they got into a silver-white van.

By the time the police arrived, the human traffickers’ car had already driven away. Zhong Li briefly explained the situation to the police and handed over the camera.

Gu Nanxi, who came to pick up Zhong Li at the restaurant entrance, saw many police cars parked outside and felt his heart tighten; he ran to the elevator.

As he emerged from the elevator, he saw Zhong Li with the police and quickly ran over, anxiously checking Zhong Li from head to toe: "What happened?"

Zhong Li grasped his hand: "Don’t worry, I’m fine. Just as I was coming out of the restroom, a man was chased by human traffickers. Worried they’d take the camera, he gave it to me. The camera has evidence of those people trafficking children."

Gu Nanxi’s heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed; he had been so worried.

"Miss Zhong, if necessary, we will invite you to the police station for a statement," the female officer beside them said.

"Okay, I understand."

The police had already identified the silver-white van from the restaurant’s surveillance footage and were now retrieving surveillance along the route to try to capture them quickly.

After the police left, Zhong Li and the others were no longer in the mood to eat; they had been scared half to death.

Assistant Wang’s hands were still cold: "Do you think the person who was taken has already....."

"No, the police will surely rescue him and the children."

Zhong Li didn’t know why she was so certain, but a person willing to risk their life to take those photos shouldn’t die.

After everyone left the restaurant, seeing they all departed, Zhong Li and Gu Nanxi got into their car.

.......

The police had already tracked the route via surveillance footage to the suburbs. In the darkness of the night, only the dilapidated building had dim lights, and faintly, the cries of children could be heard, along with the human traffickers shouting loudly.

Knowing they had guns, to ensure the children’s safety, the police brought in snipers from the armed police unit, who were now well-hidden at the vantage point.

Other police personnel moved swiftly, approaching the dilapidated building.

Inside the building, the human traffickers punched and kicked the journalist: "Tell me where the camera is, or I’ll cripple you."

The man, beaten black and blue, huddled on the ground, his face and body covered in blood. The children were so terrified, they cried loudly.

"Shut up, cry any more and I’ll beat you too," the human trafficker impatiently shouted.