Chapter 162: A Woman’s Power Can Light Her Own Way!

It wasn’t the first time that FBI agents and journalists had come to investigate. But as long as the women wanted to stay, they couldn’t be forced to say it was human trafficking. Especially when the women were seen holding cute children and standing next to a husband who appeared to be honest and simple. Even if the investigators sensed something was wrong, there was no evidence to prove it. But this time was different. The girl clearly didn’t want to be there! The mayor had even searched through the livestream content while in the car! He saw that Sol had been discussing drugging the girl with her own mother to get the deed done! That was clearly coercion, and there was solid evidence to back it up! Even if it wasn’t considered human trafficking, just this one act would land Sol in prison! If this situation wasn’t handled properly, the mayor, now in his fifties, could end up in prison too! And if he went in, he’d likely die there as an old man! The mayor couldn’t understand what was so special about this girl that had caused Sol to lose his mind! The mayor kicked the tire in frustration. He felt utterly helpless. After years in leadership, he could tell that woman wasn’t lying! From the hatred in the eyes of those men behind her, it was clear that if they had the girl in their hands, she would have already been through unimaginable torment! Just then, the old leader called him back into the car. The old leader handed the mayor a phone. On the screen, the livestream had resumed. A girl’s voice came through. The moment the mayor heard the voice, he felt goosebumps all over. What a pure, ethereal voice! Just the sound of it conjured images of the girl’s pure, white body and saintly face! The mayor finally understood why Sol was so obsessed. A girl like this should be worshiped on a pedestal, a goddess! For someone as vile as Sol, the temptation to drag a goddess down from her heavenly throne was immense! Of course, once he had won the girl’s heart, Sol would lose interest. "Sisters, I’m back." Irene’s light laughter filled the stream, and comments flooded the screen. Her voice continued, and the mayor could only see Irene’s arm. To his surprise, it was a strong arm, covered in sleek muscles, clearly not the result of gym workouts or protein shakes. Irene spoke casually, "This is the home of that disgusting man Sol." "Of course, all this land belongs to the village chief’s family. His relatives are all around, keeping watch." "To be honest, I’m a little scared." But the mayor couldn’t detect any nervousness in her voice. 【The streamer made it out! That’s amazing!】 【I was so worried about her!】 【I almost died of fear when they searched her car! She’s incredible!】 【Is the streamer really still focusing on other things? She’s the toughest woman I’ve ever seen! @FBI A-City Division, have you considered recruiting her?】 【Is this really not scripted?】 【No! This streamer never scripts anything! Do you think those dogs that attacked were actors?】 【Uh, but those dogs ran away scared! Who knows if they were being controlled by a trainer?】 【Upstairs, did you not see? Those dogs had bits of flesh between their teeth! I was terrified! There’s no way they were trained!】 【Yeah, I train dogs, and no trained dog snarls like that! I suspect those dogs have tasted blood before!】 【Ugh, I can’t watch this anymore, it’s disgusting!】 【No way, it can’t be what I’m thinking, right?】 【Stop speculating and listen to what the streamer is saying!】 Emma’s computer had long run out of power, and her portable generator was also dead. Irene was now streaming using only her necklace, so she couldn’t see the comments: "This time, I’m taking the viewers along to solve a case." "I know that once the girls are rescued, there will always be some voices." "They’ll say the girls were trafficked because they dressed provocatively." "But I want to say that’s not true. Come here, tell everyone how you chose your targets." The village chief’s wife, who had just watched Irene give her son the antidote and then kick him out of the car in the town, was trembling, worried that Irene had more tricks up her sleeve. When Irene asked her the question, she stammered, "We… we targeted girls who looked innocent and kind." Irene turned the camera on herself, "Did you hear that, sisters in the livestream? Being trafficked because you’re innocent and kind is not your fault! The fault lies with these despicable human traffickers!" "Our strength is powerful enough to save ourselves in adversity!" Irene turned her head to look at Margot, asking, "Isn’t that right?" Margot had been a little scared, but seeing the village chief’s wife trembling like a frightened chick under Irene’s gaze filled her with courage. Margot shouted, "Yes!" She had been lucky to meet Saryon and had not endured the harsh treatment others had faced. But the other girls who had been trafficked with her—who knew if they were even still alive? Margot gently touched her stomach. No, Saryon had abandoned her and the child! But Saryon had also told her to wait for him, that he would come back for her. Margot decided to believe in Saryon. After all, he was the father of her child, and he had given her a necklace. Margot, who had grown up in the home of the wealthiest family, knew that the gemstone necklace was genuine, worth at least tens of thousands. Although that amount was nothing to Margot, it was a fortune for Saryon, enough to marry two or three wives in the village. Thinking of the girls she had seen trembling in the cellar, Margot’s heart filled with determination: "Yes! It wasn’t our fault!" Irene smiled gently, "Good, let’s go inside. Sol’s friends have been waiting a long time for my friend’s wife." The content of the livestream that followed was something the mayor couldn’t bear to watch. He knew exactly what kind of people Sol’s friends were. It was over! Everything was about to come crashing down! Every word that girl spoke in the livestream could be used as evidence to send them all to jail! The mayor quickly dialed the village chief’s number! When he saw the village chief’s wife, he knew things were bad, but he still hadn’t given up hope! If what the woman said was true, and Sol and the girl had left together, but now the girl had reappeared, then Sol was probably already captured! Fearing even bigger problems, the mayor dragged the stunned driver out of the car and floored the gas pedal, speeding toward Sol’s house in the town! He had to do something! He had to make that girl shut up!