Chapter 3105 The Real World 455

"Walk."

The prefect didn't know where to go, and saw Bei Yutang and his party walking in the direction of the wheel, and when they reached the main street, the mark disappeared.

A group of people stood at the intersection, not knowing which way to go.

One is south and one is east.

"Xiaguan sent people to look for both sides at the same time." The prefect said.

Bei Yutang observed the surrounding environment, analyzing all the situations in her mind.

Suppose, Mo'er was captured by the traffickers, unless the traffickers have great martial arts skills and can knock him down before he notices it, so that he has no time to resist, so there are no traces of struggle and fight on the ground. .

The second hypothesis, if Mo'er took the initiative to leave with them, then he would definitely leave traces in important places.

Of course, there is a third possibility, that is, Mo'er has never been here before and encountered an accident outside.

The third, apparently by far the least probable.

If you want to rule out the first one, you must first find the second possibility.

She began to look for it at the intersection, and sure enough, she saw a pattern formed by several silver needles on a stone pillar.

Lei Yuting looked at the pattern, "Did he leave it?"

Bei Yutang nodded, "He's fine."

"Go over there."

The group walked towards the south of the city, and Bei Yutang found the same pattern at the city gate.

"Looks like they're out of town."

At the same time, Xiao Mo'er had been taken to a low and dilapidated room. After the trafficker left, Xiao Mo'er quietly opened her eyes.

All the children in the car stayed in the same room as him, except for the elder sister in white.

She was taken elsewhere by traffickers.

Little Mo'er looked around and saw that the children in the house were all about the same age as him. The eldest Mo was seven or eight years old, and the youngest was only two or three years old.

These people looked at Xiao Mo'er timidly.

A unkempt little baby with big eyes, looked at him curiously.

Xiao Mo'er noticed the little girl in front of her at a glance. Everyone else's eyes were timid, but her eyes were different.

"Brother, you're so beautiful." Little Nanny walked up to Xiao Mo'er, wiped off the snot that was hanging down, and reached out to Xiao Mo'er's white face with the hand that had just finished wiping her snot.

Little Mo'er frowned slightly and lightly, avoiding her touch lightly.

The little baby threw herself away, her dark and bright eyes filled with tears, "Brother, don't you like me?"

"No." Xiao Mo'er saw that she was about to cry.

"That brother likes me, right?" The tears in the little nurse's eyes were still swirling in her eyes. It seemed that as long as he said no, the tears would fall.

"I like it, I like it." Little Mo'er said two words with difficulty.

The little baby was happy, and threw her dirty body directly at him.

Xiao Mo'er wanted to dodge, but as soon as he dodged, it meant that she fell to the ground.

He stayed where he was, letting the dark little body plunge into his arms, and then the pair of hands that had just wiped his nose pinched his pale face. In an instant, the white and tender face turned into a tabby cat.

"Brother is the same as me." The little baby clapped her hands happily.

"You did it on purpose?" Little Mo'er asked.

Little Nanny couldn't understand what was intentional, so she said in a milky voice, "If my brother is like this, I can always be with Nannan. Nannan likes my brother."