Record of northern Myanmar

Roasting people with fire should be their usual method here.

Specially used to deal with those who are disobedient and want to escape.

Those squatting on the ground were forced by the guards to look up.

Anyone who lowers his head and closes his eyes will be beaten severely.

I have become numb to the screams and wails these days.

But seeing it with your own eyes is completely different from just hearing it.

I felt that shiver of chills wash down me from head to toe again.

Brother Song looked at me with a smile, "Are you looking so ugly? The disobedient piggy deserves this. You won't do it. You are my best employee in so many years!"

Fuck your best employees!

If I had a knife now, I would definitely stab his smiling face to pieces without hesitation.

I didn't want to talk to him at all, but he kept staring at me and all he could say was, "I'm hungry!"

"Haha... It's my fault, it's my fault! I came down here without eating, let's go!"

Brother Song actually put his arm around my shoulders and led me back.

I now feel like there are countless pairs of poisonous eyes staring at me from behind.

I really want to turn around and shout at them: "I am not in the same group as him! I am not!"

But in a place like this, no one will believe anything you say.

The moment we turned around, I heard a scream that I had never heard before, and subconsciously glanced back.

The man was held down by five or six people, his legs were pulled to both sides, and something was thrown into the brazier below.

The flames shot up all of a sudden. The man's pants were on fire, and that thing... was also on fire.

I want to vomit!

My stomach was churning violently, and the burning sensation was rising.

"vomit……"

Finally, I couldn't hold it back anymore, so I ran to the trash can in the corner of the hall with my mouth covered, and vomited desperately.

But there was nothing in his stomach, nothing could be vomited out, only sour water pouring out like a broken faucet.

Brother Song was standing not far away and looking at me.

I don't know what his expression is now, or what he is thinking.

No one can see through him.

I don't even know how he will treat me if I react like this.

Shut prison?

Stab with electric baton?

Or is it like that person, hanging up and roasting over fire?

The physical discomfort and the overwhelming fear and worry in my heart made my hands and feet weak. I leaned against the wall and slid to the ground. My tears flowed out desperately and I couldn't control them.

I shouted helplessly in my heart, it’s over! I'm really going to die here this time!

I'm really ready to die!

I can't go back, I can't see my parents, and I can't see Erya either.

Erya, don't wait for me anymore...

"Are you feeling better?"

A hand was put on my shoulder, I shivered, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Brother Song's gentle eyes.

That's it again!

There was infinite murderous intent hidden in the gentle and concerned eyes, which made my whole body tremble.

Brother Song seemed to think that I was malnourished and had been hungry for too long.

He stood up and whispered a few words to the people behind him.

Two people came up, picked me up, and walked to the elevator.

I knew, how could he spare me so easily?

I smiled bitterly, feeling that I had no resistance now, as if I was giving a generous sacrifice.

whatever!

But in the end, what I didn't expect was that they took me to Brother Song's office again and laid me down on the sofa.

The doctor came in behind him.

This is the third time I've seen him.

The doctor greeted Brother Song respectfully, and then walked quickly to me.

After a thorough examination, he gave me an injection and drew my blood. He turned his back to Brother Song and looked at me.

I couldn't understand the emotion in his eyes or what he meant, so I didn't speak. I was feeling dizzy anyway.

After the examination, the doctor stood up and said to Brother Song: "It's just malnutrition and hunger!"

Brother Song said "Ah" clearly, waved his finger, and asked the doctor to leave.

He looked at the delicious food on the table and felt a little regretful.

He walked up to me, bent down, and looked down at me from above.

"It's a pity that such a good dish, you can only drink porridge now!" After he finished speaking, he suddenly smiled, "But it doesn't matter, I will remember this meal for you, and I will replenish it for you when you are ready!"

I exhaled, "Thank you, Brother Song!"

Brother Song smiled, "Can you get up?"

I sat up on the sofa and my cloudy brain became clearer.

Ten minutes later, I was sitting at the end of the table, eating a bowl of nutritious porridge with a lot of ingredients.

Opposite me, Brother Song and Ahu were eating the sumptuous lunch originally prepared for me with relish.

I have no idea whether the torture outside is still going on.

The two of them were talking in low voices in words I couldn't understand.

After eating, Brother Song left in a hurry.

Ahu asked me to go with him.

As I said before, he will take me to the fifth floor tomorrow.

At this moment, he should take me to the dormitory that Brother Song mentioned.

Taking the elevator, it stopped on the fifth floor.

After walking out, there was another long corridor with many armed guards standing there.

Transparent glass separates the huge workplace inside from the outside.

There are no longer rooms like those on the tenth floor, but small partitions, a bit like workplaces in office buildings in the city.

The ground here is also much cleaner, as is the environment inside.

It's like two different worlds from the tenth floor.

In each cubicle, there is a person sitting.

This time, they no longer used computers to add QQ friends, but held a big book and called according to the numbers on it.

Ahu nodded to someone, who opened the glass door and let us in.

The moment the door opened, I immediately heard many of the words we were asked to recite during training.

The sound of the phone calls is not high, and there is a partition between them, so they will not disturb each other.

"...Yeah, you remembered me? I'll be arriving in more than two hours. You book a hotel, I'll treat you, and we'll have a good time..."

"...I invited the leader to dinner, but I didn't bring enough money. Please give me 10,000 yuan first, and ask the finance department to reimburse you later..."

"...I have your moth in my hands. I give you 100,000 yuan within ten minutes..."

I felt suffocated. There were dozens of people in this group, all of whom were liars.

I don’t know how many calls I make every day, how many people I deceive, and how much money I spend!

Ahu looked around for a week and said, "Did you see it? This is the place where you can directly pick up money."

The place I was in before, to put it simply, was the primary stage where the work was the least difficult.

Get to know some people on the Internet first, select key targets, and slowly cultivate them.

The amount of money defrauded is not high.

But it's definitely different here.

"Okay, I will introduce you to everyone tomorrow! Now I will take you to the dormitory. You can have a good sleep today."

When Ah Hu said this, it seemed like a great reward to me.

It is indeed very big.

On the tenth floor, not to mention how difficult it is to take a shower, even a good wash is not easy.

Follow Ahu out of here and go to the other end of the corridor.

There are rooms close to each other over there. The distance between the doors is not far, so it can be seen that the rooms are not very big.

When I first came here, I went to the room where Sun Qiang lived, and was later taken to a separate room.

I think it should be similar to there.

But at least I don’t have to be crowded with so many people.

Ahu asked someone to open the door to the penultimate room.

Pushing open the door, I couldn't help but froze.