Four hundred and two, human trafficker

Luo Shu and Wang Fei had finished eating and were chatting when the train arrived at the station.

The woman sitting opposite them who was holding a child stood up, holding the child in one arm while reaching for her luggage on the overhead rack with the other hand.

"Let me hold the child for you, big sister—I don't have much luggage anyway," the woman in the floral shirt said with a smile, stretching out her hand.

"Thank you so much, big sister!" The child's mother handed her child over to the woman. They had gotten acquainted on the journey, and seeing how enthusiastic the other woman was, she certainly seemed to be a good person.

"It's no trouble at all! Your child is so adorable—I really like him a lot," the woman in the floral shirt said, smiling.

"Big sister, you're so kind-hearted!" The child's mother secured her own luggage and, chatting with the woman in the floral shirt, walked off the train.

Luo Shu and Wang Fei also picked up their luggage and disembarked.