Chapter 238 On A Rescue Mission, The Quinnell Family's Fifth Son Was Saved

When the little girl turned back, she was still grinning, but then she abruptly went limp and collapsed into Wynter's arms. Yarra's eyes became wide with surprise. She questioned, "You drugged her too?" Her age is six years. She has already developed her values. Wynter gave her a quick look. "You might be surprised at how cruel some kids can be." Wynter had already begun to act, but Yarra was still hesitant. Wynter was a criminal investigation student. The study of psychology was crucial to criminal investigations. In many instances, locals encircled police vehicles and obstructed arrests. Some locals criticized and pretended not to hear even after their names were made public. others in its place. In rural places, particularly in a community where spouses could be purchased with money, there was simple compassion and naive wickedness. This was not the countryside. Hell was the place. Only after conducting their own research did Wynter and Yarra come to the conclusion that what was happening was true. Even if they were youngsters, the remaining individuals still required verification. It was a large, deep dungeon that was colder than the surface. Watermelons, potatoes, and some sweet potatoes were the most often found objects within. As soon as Wynter entered, she detected a heavy blood odor, which made it simpler to locate people by following the scent. She switched on her phone and held it out to get a photo of the distant corner.