C7 Procreation tool

What I'm sure of is that people who have fainted in this way will have to be unconscious for at least thirty minutes. Fortunately, I was just lifted up and my feet touched the ground, so I was able to pull my buttocks off the sofa. Since my feet were tied up, I could only move forward by jumping and it took me quite a bit of effort to get around the tea table in front of me.

Although the main door was not far away, when I reached it, I turned the knob with both hands and realized that the door had been locked from the outside. There was no way to escape.

I was trying to figure out what to do when I heard a woman's scream from the corner of the living room, and a great deal of noise.

I turned my eyes to that place and saw only a curtain hanging on the wall. I jumped over and lifted the curtain and found that there was a door behind it, and I leaned over it and heard what seemed to be a soft sigh coming from the inner room and the sound of a woman crying. I tried to open that door.

I had never imagined that the scene inside would shock even the police officer I had worked with for so many years: there were about four or five beds in the narrow room, only one TV in the chaos, and when I opened the door, four pregnant women stared at me, their first reaction to seeing me was to pull the woman who was slumped on the floor back.

I took a close look at the woman sitting on the ground with her hair loose. She had lost a lot of blood on her lower body for some reason, and it was disgusting to see blood with a little bit of water on it. I didn't know what was going on, but the woman suddenly rushed towards me and threw me to the ground.

As my hands and feet were tied, I didn't have any support when I fell. With someone pressing on me, I felt a slight numbness from the pain in my left hand.

"What are all of you doing!?" I'm a cop, I shouted, but she didn't listen to me. She spat on my face, and it took me a moment to turn around so I could see her face.

She grabbed my hair, which hurt so much, and I said I was a cop until her sister came up and held her back, and then she moved away from me, and I didn't know why, but it seemed like she believed me, listening to what her sister said.

"The ID is in my jacket pocket. You can look for it. I'm really a cop." I was helped to my feet by one of the pregnant women, who then rummaged through my pockets and checked my ID before believing I was a cop.

"Are you really a policeman? How could it be tied up? " As soon as I told them what had happened, they untied the hemp rope around my wrist. How good it felt to be free.

I stretched my limbs and used the method I had just been tied up with on Ye Heshen. This way, even if we couldn't leave the room, we would still be able to move freely in the room.

I asked them why they were all locked up here with big stomachs. They didn't look at me and for some reason lowered their heads. Only the frail woman suddenly grabbed my shoulders. "Police, you have to save my child."

They invited me to sit on the bed in the room. I carefully examined each of their faces and was able to confirm that these pregnant women were all between the ages of twenty and twenty-five. The weak woman told me that her name was Chen Yi.

A year ago, when she was on her way home from work, she was kidnapped here, and then she met all the pregnant women who were present today. These people were all kidnapped or tricked by Ye Shen's parents, and they were raped by the male owner the moment they were sent here. If they didn't comply, they would be mistreated by the male owner, and she became pregnant in October last year, and on the first day she arrived here, she was forced to have a relationship.

They would not stop until they were pregnant, and then the mistress would take care of them. They wanted these women to be pregnant, and after they were born, they would sell their children to the buyers they had contacted, to gain benefits from them. They did not care about the lives of these women, as long as they gave birth, a child could be sold for at least seven to ten thousand years.

They would buy nutrition when pregnant, but selling one would earn them more than half the money. Not only that, but the man had satisfied his physical needs, and his wife wouldn't stop him from doing other things to earn money.

I asked them why they didn't choose to resist, but it was obviously a stupid question. A pregnant woman told me that a moment ago, a pregnant woman had resisted and killed her child in her stomach. She thought she would be let go, but what she didn't expect was that the woman had just drunk all sorts of stuff into her stomach and the woman had died spasmodically in this room.

With this exception, all the women would rather live and be used as a tool for reproduction. They would hate the man if he was pregnant with their father's child, but as for the fact that his seed was still in their body, when it became a small life, their maternal nature would be overflowed. Therefore, they looked forward to the birth of their child.

However, they didn't expect the child to separate from them once he was born. They said that the child would release the mother once he sold her, so they didn't have any intention of forcing him to escape anymore.

I clenched my fists. I've dealt with many cases of trafficking in women and children, but this is the first time I've encountered a case where a young woman is imprisoned and then turned into a reproductive tool.

It was strange to me that since they had been imprisoned for at least a year, the police did not receive any news of the disappearance of the population. After listening to each of them speak, many of them spoke unorthodox Mandarin, and one of them spoke a dialect that I did not understand at all, so I could roughly guess that they were not local, that they did not have an account in Chongyang City, and that they had come here to work from outside the city.

In many police stations, if the missing person was not found within a month or so, they would give up searching, not only because the search would be too difficult, but also because it would require the police to expend the human resources they originally had.

In fact, this kind of approach was understandable. They weren't irresponsible, but they simply didn't have the ability to be responsible for this.

Judging from Ye Heshen's family circumstances, his family must be in debt, and I searched the entire house, found a lot of alcohol in the fridge, and found their gambling debts in the drawer in his bedroom. I finally understood why they did it, because they were forced to do it, but this was a crime, and there was no law that allowed them to pay their gambling debts, use others as tools, and even traffic in human beings.

Also, this couple could actually confirm that the kidnapped person was an outsider, which means that they had planned this beforehand. They must have done it after squatting for a long time, and I wanted to save them, but I didn't know why that broken wooden board couldn't be kicked.

"It's useless. There's also a roller shutter door outside, but I can't see it from the outside at all. My parents are coming back soon." Ye Shen, who was sitting on the sofa, was already awake. He was speaking to me in a particularly unpleasant tone.

I walked over quickly and grabbed Ye Huan, who was lying on the sofa, "Hand over the key to the room." But, to my surprise, he calmly told me that his father carried the key with him, that this was the sixth floor, and that there was no way to escape. Even though I was free and he was tied up, he still had the advantage.

I threw him down heavily on the sofa and was about to think of something else when the roller shutter outside made a sound of movement.

I stared at the broken wooden door... Who is this person …

Although I knew that there was a 99% chance that it was Ye Heshen's parents, I still had some hope that it wasn't those two faces.