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Lin Wan's head was glaring with anger, her eyes blazing like steel. How could Lin Wan, a helpless young woman, dare to snatch the child right under the noses of the human traffickers,Lin Wan's child squinted their almond-shaped eyes.,Several news stories about young children being brutally murdered in remote areas flashed through Lin Wan's mind. He instinctively clutched his resume, glancing left and right. Seeing that there were only one or two people passing by on electric bikes, he lowered his head and hurried across the street.。