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"That one can sell for eight thousand."
"Ten thousand."
"Eight thousand."
They started arguing.
"How about we play a bit first?"
They looked at me, grinning maliciously.
"This one's good, this one's valuable."
"Little girl, how old are you?"
"Fifteen."
"So young."
"There's nothing we can do; in this world, we can only play with kids."
My sister sat on the ground, staring at the Gangster.
"Big brother, if you let my sister go, I'll tell you everything."
The Gangster looked at my sister and laughed.
"If you had said that earlier."
"What do you know?"
"I know what you want."
The Gangster squatted down to look at my sister.
"Go on."
"I've said it all; can you let my sister go?"
"Sure."
"I want you to swear."
"Alright."
The Gangster looked at my sister, raised his hand, and swore.
My sister looked at the Gangster and began to explain things.
They listened and took notes.
The Gangster looked at the notebook in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.
"You really understand things."
"Let them go."
"Thank you, little girl."
They looked at me and patted my face.
My sister sat on the ground, looking at the doorway.
She didn't cry; she was very calm.
I looked at her, "Did you say everything?"
She said, "I want to protect you."
My sister looked at me and said, "You're my only family now."
"You are my sister."
We both shed tears.
"Where is Zhao Di?"
The police officer looked at the manager, who was being questioned.
The manager stood among the crowd, scrutinizing each person.
He glanced at me and then at my sister.
He failed to recognize my sister.
The lead officer grew frustrated and grabbed the manager.
"Do you know her or not?"
"Take a better look!"
The manager surveyed the crowd, wiping sweat from his brow.
"This one."
The manager pointed to a young woman, indicating a pretty girl.
The lead officer approached the girl and grabbed her hair.
"Are you Zhao Di?"
The girl shouted, "I'm not! My name is Zhang Li!"
The manager looked at the police officer, panicking.
"Yes, yes, it's her."
The lead officer smiled as he looked at the girl.
"You can't fool me, little girl."
The girl looked at the officer and began to cry.
"I'm really not! I'm really not!"
"I'm not Zhao Di! I'm not!"
The police officer turned to the manager, pointing at the girl.
"Are you sure?"
The manager looked at the officer and swallowed hard.
"I... I'm sure."
"I... I'm sure."
The officer examined the girl, stroking his chin.
"She's quite attractive."
The officer turned to the manager and said, "You know how to hide things well."
"Such a good catch, why not bring her out?"
The manager looked at the officer, afraid to speak.
"Tell me, if I were to scar her face, would anyone care?"
The officer stared at the manager as he pulled out a knife.
He walked up to the girl and raised the knife.
"Don't! Please don't!"
"I am Zhao Di! I really am!"
The girl cried out desperately.
"I am Zhao Di, please let my daughter go!" A woman stood up, looking at the police officer. The officer looked at the woman and smiled. "You should have said that earlier." The officer put down the knife and walked towards the woman. "Are you Zhao Di?" The officer looked at her and patted her face. "Yes, yes, I am." The woman looked at the officer and began to back away. The officer watched her and grabbed her. He pulled the woman by her hair and dragged her out.
"Mom! Mom!" The girl knelt on the ground, crying out. "I am Zhao Di, it's me!" My sister looked at the officer and shouted. The officer turned to Sister and approached her. "What did you say?" The officer in charge looked at Sister, furrowing his brows. "You are?" The officer in charge looked at Sister, not believing her. "Yes, I am." Sister looked at the officer and stood up. The officer in charge looked at the manager and asked, "Is she the one?" The manager looked at the officer, wiping sweat from his brow repeatedly.
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