Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

There was some footage from the camera she was wearing that was not edited into the video.

She wanted to sort out this part of the content as well, combining the manager's perspective with the victim's perspective, so that the disclosure would be complete.

From her perspective, the feeling of oppression is even stronger.

There was a little girl who felt so nauseous that she vomited after watching the movie she was shown for the first time. She had never learned about the differences in the body structures of men and women. Perhaps it was the first time in her innocent world that she came into contact with sex that transcended gender and love, and the impact on her was too great.

She cried and begged the officer to let her go, saying that she would never like a man again.

But the discipline officer did not believe her desperate cry. He only guessed that the girl was acting and lying in order to "graduate" smoothly.

She was asked to kneel down, say that she was a slutty and dirty woman, and confess her behavior in front of everyone.

She knelt in front of a group of guilty people, her lips trembling, she uttered trembling, broken, discontinuous words: "I am guilty, I should not like men, I am disgusting, I have no shame, I want to go home."

There was also a little boy with a childish face and the stubbornness typical of teenagers. I don’t know what he had offended but he was caught here. He would rather die than admit that he liked girls.

"I told you guys you're wrong! I just pulled a girl's pigtails, I don't like her at all!"

The discipline officers will not believe the words of these guilty children, these children whose mouths are full of lies and filth.

They stood high above like gods, and pronounced their judgment on these children without a trace of mercy: "Then prove it to me, shout loudly that you only like men, and then have sex with men, only in this way can you prove that you are really normal."

The child looked numb and desperate.

"That's enough. If you can't do it, don't make excuses. Aren't you ashamed to be interested in girls at this age? You should reflect on yourself. You are a slut at heart! Otherwise, why would you pull a girl's braids?"

The judge's mood was difficult to predict. He could be furious one second and his face could be as gentle as spring breeze the next.

"My dear child, are you scared? I know you have a repentant heart. As long as you can learn to be with boys normally, I will let you go. If you really can't do it, you can do the following. Believe me, only love between same-sex people is pure and beautiful."

There are also some staff members with dirty thoughts whose daily job is to look at the students being managed here with greasy eyes.

Anyone whose eyes meet his will have their heart skip a beat.

The first to be affected are the good-looking boys and girls.

Using one's gender advantage to force them to have sex is an unwritten and tacit rule here.

Everyone's unkempt appearance is not only due to physical torture, but also a protective color.

For scattered jade that is so beautiful that it cannot be concealed, the only way to get some meager sense of security is to pay "protection fees".

The protective effect is not that obvious because the civil servants here are not short of money, and some of them want to sleep with such a beauty more than money.

Unless you are rich enough to bribe your leaders and graduate directly.

A type of people has also emerged here. They are as numb as a walking corpse, without any light or hope for the future in their eyes.

Like beautiful living toy dolls, they only burst into a little life when the staff who select the concubines keep looking around for new playmates.

This vitality mostly comes from the desire to protect.

Subconsciously, they think they are the dirtiest rags, but in fact, they are the cleanest people in this place and the closest to angels.

Their empathy is strong enough to allow them to become numb bed partners instead of others.

Perhaps such people should not be praised, because ultimately it is all suffering brought about by the devil.

The devil should be cursed and killed.

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After she finished sorting all this, it was already late at night and the shrill chirping of cicadas tugged at her nerves.

She still forced herself to fall asleep.

The next day, things did not get better but instead some bad news came.

Sanyu's case skipped the trial process and he was detained.

This detention is too arbitrary and there is not even an accurate date for serving the sentence.

It means life imprisonment.

At the same time, the authorities began to analyze the authenticity of the video, insisting that it was a synthetic video, attempting to convict San Yu of the crime of spreading rumors and insulting the country.

The oppression of the powerful made it difficult for them to move forward.

There is no other way.

For the first time, Melaya felt like giving in. Perhaps only by bowing down to that man could she save her friend.

She paced around the room, stopping from time to time to hold her head in frustration.

Yang Ling was very worried about this, he knew what she was worried about.

From his position, he should probably advise her not to give in. He couldn't forgive that person, but Melaya was different. She had the most real blood relationship with that person. He respected Melaya's choice. Love should also give way to imprisonment.

Just as Melaya was staring at the number on her cell phone viciously as if it were an enemy, a call suddenly came in, interrupting her thoughts.

She breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the answer button.

Now even if the call is from the police for anti-pornography education, it is better than talking to that person.

After answering the phone, Melaya fell into deep thought. Yang Ling thought her expression was a little strange, and immediately asked nervously: "What's wrong? Who called?"

Melaya showed a half-crying and half-laughing expression: "That little old lady, she asked me to work in the administrative department officially."

Yang Ling put his hand on her forehead: "You don't have a fever? Why are you hallucinating?"

Hearing his doubts, Melaya instantly became excited: "It's true! She also said that she wanted to thank me for my real-name report! She also wanted to give me a bonus! Do you think Sanyu can wait until I become the leader?"

Yang Ling's expression became even more worried: "What's the difference between this and life imprisonment? More hope? So how much is the bonus?"

Melaya paused for a long time before she spoke weakly, "Eighty thousand."

Yang Ling: ...

He modified his wording and said in a tactful tone: "Maybe it's more likely to be a fraud. Did she tell you when she took office?"

Melaya: "I told you, I'll go to work today, just swipe your old ID card, and I'll get a new one later."

Or was it the cleaning lady's ID card? Yang Ling felt that this must be a scam, but what was the scammer trying to do?

Melaya didn't like his pessimistic expression. "Just go and take a look and you'll know. Anyway, no matter what job you have, you have to go to work today. You have to get your salary this month."