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Chapter 15
After finishing the record, Song An looked at the girl sitting in front of him, his eyes clear and sharp.
“How do you know that Goudan’s father is a murderer? And you seemed to have doubted their identities from the beginning.”
Feng Moyan shrugged and did not hide anything: “Although that woman was crying, she was also looking at me. I guess she was staring at me because I am a person and a girl.”
“I suspect they are organized traffickers, using this method to explore the way and then take people away when no one is paying attention.
Goudan’s family is probably in some remote mountain village, otherwise, they would know the consequences of slandering the children of martyrs. Instead, they didn’t have any special reaction and continued to scold me.
I guessed that they were isolated from the outside world and even refused to accept news from the outside world. Generally, women in such villages have a low status.
Once abducted, they can never leave. Isn’t this a rare case? As far as I know, many children and women are lost on trains in Xiaguo every year.”
Song An frowned, not expecting that there could be such speculation behind this matter, “How did you know, didn’t you grow up in the family compound?”
Logically, she should have never experienced such a thing, so why did she know it so clearly, as if she had experienced it herself?
“I grew up in a family compound. I’ve experienced all kinds of people and heard all kinds of things. Women have the most information and know everything.”
“Uncle Song, I’m leaving now if there’s nothing else. I’ll leave the rest to the police. I believe they can catch the person.”
Song An nodded, “Come to me if you have anything to say, my office is here.”
Feng Moyan was not polite either. Only a fool would not use his connections.
As soon as I returned to the berth, I saw someone sitting there. It was an old man with an English book in his hand. In that era, reading foreign books was a special status.
When the other party noticed that I was back, he raised his eyes and said with some apology, “Excuse me, young comrade, my seat is upstairs. Can you sit here and read a book?”
Feng Moyan walked to a place near the window and sat down. “It’s okay, just watch. But can you climb up to such a high place?”
The old man smiled, with a gentle look on his face: “I barely climbed up. I’m old and my body is not good. I bought the ticket late this time. Let’s make do with it!”
Feng Moyan put his backpack up and said, “You sleep on mine, and I’ll sleep on yours, okay!”
The old man was slightly stunned: “Then how much money should I give you?”
Feng Moyan shook his head: “No need, if you have extra books, you can give me one, I forgot to bring it this time.”
The old man took out a few books from his bag and said, “You can read them all, but you have to keep them carefully. These need to be translated. It would be bad if they were damaged.”
Feng Moyan picked up the books and took a look. These were all books she had read before.
Through a short period of communication, it turned out that this person was on a business trip from the capital to Heilongjiang Province in order to find someone who could translate.
The country is in urgent need of such personnel now, and they must be trustworthy. He must continue to travel at his old age.
Although he looks old, he is actually only in his fifties. It’s just that the frequent missions take up too much of his energy.
“Uncle Jin, how about you introduce me to translation? I just want to find a job that can make money when I go to the countryside.”
Jin Bo narrowed his eyes, took off his glasses and looked at the other person, “This is not an easy job. It requires a lot of effort and knowledge.”
At this time, a woman came over with a look of disdain: “How can this translation work be done by just anyone? Do you think anyone can take advantage of it?”
“Uncle Jin, don’t you think so?”
Jin Bo frowned, his voice filled with displeasure: “I’m talking to Mo Yan, what does it have to do with you? It’s really rude to interrupt casually.”
The other person pursed his lips, and the boy next to him remained silent, looking at the scenery outside.
Feng Moyan didn’t say anything, he took out a piece of paper and translated the article directly on it, and handed it to Jin Bo in half an hour: “Uncle Jin, do you think it’s feasible?”
“My parents are both college graduates and both are military personnel. I have been broad-minded since elementary school, so I am good at languages…”
Even though Jinbo didn’t tell us what happened next, he could still guess it.
In this era, it is not uncommon for noble ladies trained in large families to know several languages, but now they cannot speak them out easily. After all, whoever touches foreign languages will be in trouble.
Feng Moyan is not afraid of being exposed. The people who know her original story are all gone, so whatever she says is the truth and no one can find out the truth.
Jin Bo saw that there were no mistakes in the translation, and it was in three languages. He felt like he had found a treasure.
“Mo Yan, you are really amazing. My trip was not in vain. Give me your contact information and I will mail the book to you. The royalties will definitely be the highest.”
Feng Moyan has money, but she can’t just live off it. She needs a job that can make money to attract attention.
“Okay, Uncle Jin can arrange it. It doesn’t matter whether it’s paid or not. I just want to use it to kill time.”
This small room was occupied by six people in total, with upper and lower bunks. Opposite us were three young men, who seemed to be going to the countryside as well.
She is not a talkative person, but the arrogant girl opposite her has been staring at her. What does this mean? Is she going to fight?
He rolled his eyes at her and continued reading.
The arrogant girl groaned and held a man’s hand: “Brother Lin, Auntie asked you to take care of me, what’s wrong with you, sitting here like a piece of wood.
Didn’t you see that people were threatening me? Why didn’t you react? I’m your fiancée.”
Brother Lin seemed unhappy. He didn’t even look at the other person. He put down the book in his hand and looked into the distance.
“What nonsense are you talking about? I don’t have a fiancée. Since my mother likes you, you can just get married. I can also call you stepdad, understand?”
Another friend next to him chuckled, as if he couldn’t accept this statement very well.
But the arrogant girl glared at him: “Wang Qiang, you said we were going to the countryside, why did you follow us? Do you want to be Brother Lin’s little tail forever? You are too shameless.”
Wang Qiang stood in the aisle and snorted, “You think too highly of yourself. I went to the countryside to build the motherland. Who is like you? You really think going to the countryside is just playing house. Don’t cry when you get there. No one will take care of you.”
It would be fine for others to hear this, but Feng Moyan didn’t believe a single one of them.
If she hadn’t wanted to find out the truth about her parents’ sacrifice, to get those treasures, and to have more freedom, she would have found a place to live freely long ago.
But in this era, the countryside is the safest place.
The arrogant girl leaned against Brother Lin, but was pushed away: “Pay attention to the distance between men and women. If you continue to pull and tug, I will report you directly and say that you are having a promiscuous relationship with men and women.”
The tsundere girl seemed to be very angry, her chest rising and falling.
It’s really interesting, like watching a movie, one scene after another.
Wang Qiang seemed to have noticed her behavior and stood beside her with his arms folded: “Hello, comrade, are you also going to the countryside? Where are you going? Let’s see if we are going together.”
Perhaps he realized that this was a bit impolite, so he immediately added, “We are going to Qingshan Village below Harbin, what about you?”
“Heihe City.”
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