Hua Mi looked up at Yang Honglin.
"Do you believe that?" she asked.
Believe that she had nothing better to do, lying to women about job opportunities when they were actually being lured into street prostitution.
Yang Honglin shook his head, tapping his own forehead,
"I have a brain."
Using professional interrogation techniques, veterans like Yang Honglin quickly got to the bottom of these prostitutes' stories.
On the side of the Xiang A Highway, situated between Xiang City and A City, was a large cluster of unfinished villas.
It was more that they were attracted by Hua Mi's reputation rather than being deceived by her.
"Some of these women," explained Yang Honglin heavily, "have never actually been to Xiang City. They were tricked by a woman named Fang Xin on their way there."
"The world is in such chaos. To survive decently is too strenuous; Fang Xin almost never misses."
