Chapter 50

Almost without any preparation, Seriosa was brought before Karim by the guerrilla militiamen in charge of guarding. As soon as Hafizola, who accompanied Karim, saw Seryozha's face, his expression changed immediately. He suppressed his anger, turned and returned to the car. He had already decided in his heart that he must let Karim leave this man, and then find him a suitable MSL boy. Hafizollah left Karim with a car and a driver before leaving.

Seryosha looked at Karim in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't help asking: "How can you come here, it's too dangerous, go back!"

Karim wiped the smudges on Seriosa's face, and then said to him, "Don't worry, no one in Pagman can hurt me!"

Seryozha suddenly understood, and said coldly, "May I ask who you are?"

Seryozha vigilantly avoided the small hand Karim wiped for him, and his tone turned cold. Seryozha had already woken up from the initial shock. If Karim was an ordinary Afghan , How could it be possible to come here, I never knew her, from the time I met her, everything was full of chance, as if it was arranged in advance.

Karim retracted the hand holding the handkerchief a little sadly, and she drove the guards around her out of the room with an orderly tone, then took Seryozha's hand and said in a low voice: "Actually, I am the former president. Daughter of Ming, it was really a coincidence that I met you, at that time I was sold to that old man as a concubine by human traffickers, I tried to escape, but unfortunately I was caught and sent to the execution ground, and then I met you."

Karim's answer made Seryozha let go of his guard. Based on his contact with Karim these days, Seryozha didn't think she was a scheming person. Moreover, as the daughter of the former president, it is quite normal to conceal her identity from a Soviet. Now Serezha only has one question left, that is how Karim, the only daughter of Amin, fell into the hands of human traffickers. So he posed the question to Karim.

"After I escaped from the Amin Palace that night, I originally wanted to go back to my father's hometown Pagman to hide. However, because of my father's influence, many fighters were eyeing me. I couldn’t stay in my hometown anymore. So I set off for Pakistan under the escort of several bodyguards. Unexpectedly, on the way, I encountered fighters killing each other, robbing and killing passers-by. The bodyguards and I disappeared in the conflict. etc. When I woke up, I was already in the hands of human traffickers. The traffickers sold me to that old man, and later you rescued me from that old man. Actually, I have to confess to you, the last time I was in business The people who attacked us on the street were my bodyguards..." Karim recounted her own experience, and Seryozha couldn't imagine how much suffering this little girl had endured.

Just when Seryozha was still immersed in Karim's tragic experience and did not respond, Karim suddenly picked up Seryozha's hand and stretched it into the skirt of his chest, and Seryozha's hand suddenly touched The smooth skin on Karim's chest, when Seryozha was at a loss, Karim suddenly asked: "Have you touched it?"

"Touch~~what did you touch?" Seryozha asked nervously, is it okay to treat an underage girl like this?

"Scars, scars from bullets! This is the only scar in the world left by the Soviets who stormed into the Amin Palace the night my father died. Now you know what I said is true!" Carly Tears suddenly flowed from Mu's big eyes, and Seryozha hurriedly hugged her in his arms. At this moment, Seryozha had no doubts.

"I have to find a way to help you escape from here!" Although Karim was still crying, she didn't forget the business, and she said in Seryozha's ear with a choked voice.

"Can you take me around without going far and around the plane.

"Seryozha also whispered in Karim's ear.

"This little request shouldn't be a problem, let's go now!" Karim walked out with Seryozha after speaking, and Seryozha remembered something on the way, so he said to Karim again: "We have some wounded, can you get us some medicine and food?"

"I can discuss it with Hafizollah. He used to be my father's guard. I think he will give me face." Karim replied.

The two talked and walked, and they came to the river in a short while. The guard with the gun in his hand followed Seryozha every step of the way, but he didn't stop them from walking around. Looking at the rushing river, Seryozha Some puzzled and asked: "What is that place in the distance, why is it colorful?"

"There are dyeing and leather workshops over there. The Paghman area has been making a living from processing carpets, leather and textiles since ancient times. This river runs through the city, supplying water for the dyeing pools and leather soaking pools in the city." Karim wondered why Seryozha was interested in these things.

"Is the river connected to those pools?" Seryozha kept asking these details.

"Yes, the river water goes straight into the dyeing pools and leather soaking pools. Then it stays in the pools until the leather or cloth is soaked in it. Then the waste water goes into the Kabul River. You know that What's the use?" Karim asked strangely.

"It's useless at the moment. I haven't thought of a way to escape. Now I can only take one step at a time." Sergey said regretfully. The two found a stone by the river and sat down. The river here was fairly clear and not polluted. The shore was full of life. There were many colorful flowers blooming in many places by the river, white, yellow, Pink, purple. Karim bent down to pick a handful and took it in her hand, then asked Seryosha, "Does it look good?"

Seryozha took the flowers and held them in his hands. Looking at these things, he realized that he knew them all, thanks to the fact that Seryozha was a good student in this life! Just when Seryozha wanted to explain some of the habits of these plants to Karim, he suddenly froze. Karim felt a little strange, and quickly asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, this small white flower is very interesting." After saying that, Seryozha put the flower aside, then he took Karim to wash his hands in the river, turned and left the river. On the way back, Seryozha's brain kept thinking, he felt that he was no longer as clueless as he was a few days ago, and he seemed to have grasped something. So he asked Karim, "How is your cooking?"

"I can only make tea, not cook." Karim replied shyly.

"Oh! It's okay, let's think of another way!" Seryozha lowered his head in disappointment.