Chapter 32: Wu Yu 05 (1)
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————Wu Yu————

I parked the car at the foot of a remote hill where the flock of birds I had been following disappeared to. The area was very accessible and not too far away from the city, yet it was uninhabited and without any light; it was a perfect place for a criminal to hide.

Walking along the trail hikers created, I swiftly got on my way up the hill, feeling glad that Tan Jiao had not come along. After all, it would have been very difficult for her with all the overgrown thistles with thorns and possibly snakes, poisonous insects, or aggressive ants hidden in the darkness.

I hated seeing her suffer.

After about half an hour of climbing, around halfway up the hill, I saw a faint glimmer of light coming from the forest ahead, prompting me to abandon the trail for the steep slope at the side.

I arrived behind a huge boulder and peeked around the corner to find an old, rundown wooden shack with a kerosene lamp hanging around the door. Inside the shack were several children curled up in the corner, shivering badly. That man was also there, sitting on a worn cane chair, chin in hand while gazing at the children intently like he was in a trance.

Although there were around ten meters between us, I could recognize those four children that had gone missing. Yet, there was something strange about the situation upon closer inspection. While three of the children looked lean and haggard with shabby clothes on, the six-year-old boy named Zhu Zhihan was different. He had clean clothes and was munching away at a piece of bread in one hand, milk in the other. He was even sitting on a chair. The other children looked at the six-year-old boy with envy. The child that the man was looking intently at was none other than Zhu Zhihan.

Hundreds of those birds stopped around the shack like a dense, black mass guarding it, quietly and obediently waiting there.

After finishing the bread in his hand, the chubby boy Zhu Zhihan looked toward the man timidly and said, “Mister, I want to have another piece of bread.” The other children also pl

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