Chapter 731 Human Trafficking Organization

"What's he saying?"

"As if I know what he's talking about."

The passengers craned their necks to look at Dean. Soon after, another man on the train put his arm around Dean's shoulders. "We're from the same hometown. He's saying weird things because he's drunk."

Bart Taggart punched Dean in the abdomen. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"Bart, I—" Dean was just about to say something when he saw a pale-faced baby on Bart's shoulder, staring at him creepily.

That baby was one of those he'd trafficked.

Dean was so scared that he collapsed on his seat, muttering, "This place is haunted, Bart, it's haunted! Those little ghosts are coming for us!"

Ghosts?

Almost all the passengers in the carriage woke up, and pandemonium ensued.

Marna and the other women with babies looked at Dean. Bart slapped a bracelet on the table with a ferocious glare. "He's gotten so drunk that he's rambling."

That bracelet was a rare one. It was a thread of sandalwood beads with a special fr