Chapter 66 Searching for Relatives
On the phone screen, black words flickered in the light. Li Mei took a look and her hands began to shake uncontrollably. She read it over and over again, finally confirming that what she saw was real and not her imagination.
[“Hello, we have found the whereabouts of your son Zhuang Ziyu. He is being held captive at xxxx. So far, he has not suffered any serious bodily harm, so please rest assured. There are three captives in total, two men and one woman, all of whom are strong. Please do not act rashly to avoid getting hurt. Ask for help from someone you can trust.”]
[——Sender: Skynet]
At the end of the message was a recent photo of the boy, lying in a strange room, his body a little dirty, tears on his face, sleeping uneasily with his chubby fingers in his mouth.
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"What are the requirements when sending information?" Wandou once asked Rongyuan this when he was recording the contact information of those looking for their relatives one by one.
"First send the specific address to the contact person, and then put it in the Kinship Bridge after the person is found. At the same time, send the other party a supplementary explanation. If he is worried about his private information being leaked or it affecting his life, he can reply to Skynet with an explanation. We can hide his real information and blur the photos." Rong Yuan said.
He now has a preliminary idea of the future positioning of Skynet. Unlike Crow, Skynet relies on people to accomplish its mission, so it needs to pay more attention to its reputation and try to avoid unnecessary disputes.
"Also," he recalled the character profile that the A City police had drawn up based on several text messages and phone calls, and added, "Pay attention to the wording and tone. It can't be too rigorous and precise like the wanted criminal information we sent before. It should be more humane, gentle and caring."
There were ellipsis marks in Pea's eyes, and he said dryly: "Please give specific instructions."
Rong Yuan thought about it, looked around, pulled out a book from the bookshelf, pointed at a person on the title page and said, "How about this, imitate this person's wording habits, can you do it?"
The book he took was a famous work from ancient Tangguo. The person he chose as a model for imitation was an important female character in this famous work, and her gentle, amiable, intellectual, generous, kind, considerate, enthusiastic and easy-going image was praised by many people.
Pea took a look and said, "Okay." With a specific reference, it would be easy to simulate after the optical computer analysis.
"Well... we also need to explain that the sender is Skynet, and appropriately expand the influence of this website." Rong Yuan remembered something else. We can't let the other party not know who helped them and think they are some unknown heroes. "Finally, in order to avoid being mistaken for a prank message, send a photo."
"yes."
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With a "swish", four or five cars stopped on the roadside and opened their doors. Li Mei and her husband Zhuang Dejun, along with a dozen young and strong relatives and friends they had found, hurried to the address mentioned in the text message. A few others consciously ran to the back door to prepare for an outflanking attack.
This is a two-story old building. The first floor sells snacks, drinks, magazines, daily necessities and other groceries, and the second floor is where the owner's family lives. In this area that has not yet been acquired and developed by real estate developers, such two-story buildings are very common.
Li Mei and Zhuang Dejun rushed to the door first. Just as they were about to open the small door of the shop, they suddenly heard a loud "bang" and the wooden door was knocked open. A person flew out from the gap in the door, and blood spurted out of his mouth dramatically.
——What’s going on?
No matter how anxious the couple was, they couldn't help but feel shocked at this moment. Looking inside, they saw a group of strong men beating and smashing things in the dim little shop. All kinds of goods were thrown all over the floor. A small TV was thrown on the floor with a hole in it. Several tables, chairs and shelves were broken into pieces. A woman was lying on the floor, her life or death unknown. A tall man with a green dragon and a white tiger tattooed on his left arm was pinning a dark-skinned middle-aged man to the ground and beating him to death. His fist as big as a bowl hit the man's face again and again, breaking his nose and deforming his face. Blood splattered all over his fist and face. A younger man next to him was hugging him and pulling him back, saying repeatedly: "Brother, brother, stop it! You're going to beat him to death! What are you guys doing? Why don't you help me pull him away?"
Upon hearing this, several strong men who were smashing things came over and some held their heads and some held their feet, and finally pulled the crazy man away. He kicked the man twice in hatred when he was dragged away. He turned around and saw Li Mei and her group standing by the door. His eyes immediately became fierce and he said in a low voice: "What? Are you in the same group with these bastards?"
Although the men Li Mei and her husband had hired were all young men, they were still far different from the group of muscular men. Two of them took a step back in fear after being glared at by him, but Li Mei rushed forward regardless, grabbed the tattooed man's arm and shouted, "Where is my son? What have you done to my son?"
The tattooed man was about to wave her away, but was startled when he heard this and asked, "What did you say?"
"Who are you? Give my son back to me!" Li Mei pulled him and cried. Zhuang Dejun was afraid that the other party would hit her, so he ran over and said, "My son! My son Zhuang Ziyu, nicknamed Dongdong, someone sent me a message saying that the child is here." He showed him the text messages and photos in Li Mei's mobile phone, and looked at him with hope and expectation. The eagerness and desire in his eyes made people unable to bear to look directly at him.
The tattooed man pulled the crying woman who was hanging on his arm away and took the phone. He saw the words "Sender: Skynet" on it, frowned, turned around and said to the person next to him: "Go pick up the child and let them recognize him."
The tattooed man's younger brother agreed, looked at Li Mei and her husband comfortingly, then turned and walked upstairs.
When Li Mei heard what the tattooed man said, she held back all her tears. Zhuang Dejun's body also began to tremble. They stared at the stairs with burning eyes, and their hearts began to beat "bang bang bang".
——Could it be...could it be...that the child is really here?
It's not that I didn't have hope on the way here, but that's just how people are. The greater the hope, the greater the fear of disappointment. Before I found my son, my panic reached its peak.
After a while, the sound of "thumping" footsteps was heard at the stairs. As the young man gradually appeared from his feet to his body, Li Mei and Zhuang Dejun couldn't help but hold each other's hands, with such strength that they almost crushed their bones.
A familiar face suddenly appeared before his eyes. The boy shrank into the man's arms timidly, pouting his lips and wanting to cry but not daring to. When he saw his parents, whom he had not seen for several days, in front of him, he could not help but burst into tears.
"Dong Dong Ah——" Li Mei yelled, rushed over and hugged her son tightly in her arms, crying loudly. Zhuang Dejun hugged his wife and son, and the man's usually serious face was also full of tears. The people around looked at it and sighed.
"Woo... woo... woo wow wow..." Led by their cries, the cry of a little girl suddenly rang out in the room. It turned out that the young man had brought down not only Zhuang Ziyu, but also a three-year-old girl.
When the tattooed man heard the voice, the fierce look on his face immediately turned into pity and love. He carefully picked up the girl and glared at the brother in reproach, saying, "Why did you take Nannan down? What if she gets scared?"
The younger brother spread his hands and said, "When I went upstairs, Nannan had already woken up and was crying for her daddy. What could I do?"
Back in the tattooed man's arms, Nana sobbed twice and stopped crying. She pulled his clothes and asked, "Dad, did you drive away the bad guys?"
"Well. Don't be afraid, girl. If the bad guys dare to bully you again, dad will beat them all to death!" The tattooed man looked coldly at the people lying on the ground groaning - the man who was beaten out of the door had just been caught by the people he brought with him and thrown at the door like garbage.
"Dad is so awesome!" Nannan cheered, then she pouted and said unhappily, "The bad guys took Nannan away, and Daddy is not here."
The tattooed man kissed her little face with a painful look in his eyes, and said with guilt and fear: "I'm sorry, Daddy will definitely protect you in the future, can you forgive me?"
Nannan tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Well, okay, I forgive you. I love daddy the most."
The tattooed man's eyes suddenly became moist.
"Don't move! Put your weapons down!"
After receiving a call about a crowd of people causing trouble, a group of police rushed in . When they were about to control the situation, they found a group of people with tears in their eyes, and they were puzzled.
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"According to incomplete statistics, from yesterday noon to now, 37 children who were abducted or stolen have returned to their parents, and the families of more than a dozen children are on the way to find them. It is said that it was not the police nor the children's relatives who helped find these children, but a private website. What's going on? Let's find out about the situation..." On TV, the beautiful anchor standing in front of a huge electronic screen clicked on the screen, and all the viewers sitting in front of the TV saw the homepage of Skynet.
"Who created Skynet? Why do they have such tremendous power to find so many missing children? I think all the listeners are very concerned about this issue. Please let Professor Zhang analyze it for us..." Such a voice was heard from the car radio in the taxi.
"What is the purpose of Skynet? Who created it? What kind of technology does it use? Why doesn't Skynet cooperate with government agencies to fight human trafficking? The special topic of this episode - to explain to you the secrets behind Skynet." The handsome male host showed a charming smile, and then a scene of interviewing several parents who found their children appeared on the screen.
"Next news. Up to now, the police and non-governmental anti-trafficking organizations have arrested 13 criminal gangs that trafficked children and rescued 137 trafficked children. The following is a detailed report..." Similar reports also appeared in the most authoritative CCTV news in Sugar Country.
Television, the Internet, newspapers, radio stations, blogs... all channels for disseminating information soon reported on Skynet. Skynet's name instantly became the top search term on all search lists, and the number of page views on the website soared to an unimaginable height. The most common scene in the past two days was the parents who found their children and couldn't hold back their tears in front of the camera.
"Rongyuan, another 23,000 yuan has been added to the account." Wandou reported.
"Yeah." Rong Yuan responded. In the past two days, many people have transferred money to the public account of Skynet, and the reasons are also various. Some people hope that Skynet can advertise for them, some people thank Skynet for advertising for them, some people ask Skynet not to expose their problems, some people thank Skynet for helping them find their relatives, and some people ask for help in finding their relatives.
No matter what the reason, Rongyuan would accept all the money. But except for those who requested to find their relatives, he asked Wandou to make a record and increase their priority, and he ignored all the others.
Looking at the jam-packed traffic on the highway, Rong Yuan sighed and began to worry whether he could still catch the train to City S.
