The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Shen Wenjiao had no idea that Zhang Ruolin, whom she had been thinking about for a while, had not left Shanghai and was lurking even deeper than she had imagined.

"Hey, old man Zhang, be quick. There are still a few people over there who need to be dealt with today. Damn, a bunch of bitches, all they know is to cry. What's there to cry about? Aren't they just asked to serve a few men? You are not a virgin to begin with, why are you pretending to be a chaste woman?"

The man who was speaking had yellow teeth, a fierce look in his eyes, and a tall and straight figure. He walked in with a loose belt in his hand. It was obvious that he had done something bad.

"Got it, Boss." The old man Zhang at this time was Zhang Ruolin in the past. He had gray hair, a hunched body, and was blind in one eye. Who could tell that he was only in his thirties or forties? People would believe him if he was sixty.

Seemingly very satisfied with Old Man Zhang's submissive attitude, the man kicked the stool away, poured himself a glass of wine from the table, and drank it in one gulp.

"Hiss~ This is how people should live! By the way, don't be too polite to those disobedient bitches. If you still have the energy to yell, just stop eating."

The man touched a scratch on his neck somewhat uncomfortably, the pleasure that originally came from relieving his desire instantly diminished a bit, and he added in a very bad tone.

"Oh my, the boss is really frustrated! That girl is so capable, tell me so I can try it out~"

"That's right, it's for people to play with anyway. It's not bad for us to try it first~"

The other men in the room who were playing finger-guessing games and drinking were attracted by the noise. They also saw the wound on the man's neck and suddenly became excited and started to make a fuss.

Zhang Ruolin lowered his eyes and ignored the noise of the others in the room. He nodded obediently, looking like a very useful subordinate. But his tightly clenched hands in his sleeves revealed that he was a little restless.

After receiving the order, Zhang Ruolin turned around and prepared to leave to do the work as required. His eyes involuntarily glanced at a man sitting near the window in the room.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a Confucian robe popular among scholars, and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that looked very expensive. He sat behind a clean desk with a calm expression, flipping through the newspaper in his hand thoughtfully.

The place where the middle-aged man was seemed to have its own atmosphere, which was out of tune with the other men in the room who were drinking, playing finger-guessing games and talking about women. But even so, the other party did not arrange a study room for himself. He seemed to like such a lively environment very much and sat in the room at ease.

The middle-aged man seemed to be very sensitive to sight. Zhang Ruolin just took a casual glance before going out, and he felt something.

He raised his head and withdrew his attention from the newspaper, looked at Zhang Ruolin's hunched back as he walked out, and knocked on the table.

"Hu Zi~ We need someone to help over there, who will go?" The middle-aged man's voice was not very loud, but the room instantly became quiet after he opened his mouth.

The lively atmosphere of drinking and playing finger-guessing games disappeared in an instant. Everyone looked at each other and no one dared to talk casually.

This shows the strong deterrent effect that middle-aged men have on this group of people.

"Master Jiang, can I ask what kind of job you need? The higher-ups are looking for someone, so we have to find the right person!"

To be honest, Hu Zi, the man Zhang Ruolin called the boss just now, didn't want to go there. It was so much fun out there! Drinking and eating meat, playing with women as they pleased, no one cared, no one asked. As long as they made sure they sent enough women every month, their lives were comfortable!

"It's nothing important. I'm just helping to collect the bodies." The middle-aged man, Mr. Jiang, said this very lightly, as if collecting the bodies he mentioned was almost the same as collecting vegetables.

But when it comes to collecting corpses, the men in the room all changed their expressions. They were just a transit station, and although they were not very friendly to the captured women, at least these women could still keep their lives.

But that place is truly like hell on earth. I heard that not many healthy people who go there can come out alive and well.

As far as Hu Zi knew, once the women who were considered low-quality goods were sent there, they would generally be given a physical examination and would soon be sent to various comfort stations through special channels. Their life or death would depend on their fate.

If they were smarter and better looking, they might stay in Shanghai, but they wouldn't have a good life there, as there were a large number of Japanese soldiers.

"Mr. Jiang, didn't Xiaolin go there last time?" Hu Zi's face looked a little unhappy. That place was considered the base camp, and the people who went there had to be more or less reliable, so they were usually chosen from this group of people.

But it's not easy to be a corpse collector. Most of the bodies there are women who died of illness. Their bodies are half rotten, and they might be infected. I heard that some sick women are sent for experiments, so they can't die intact.

"Xiao Lin is sick, so we're short of manpower!" Master Jiang was already a little impatient when he said this. If it weren't for the fact that this corpse collector could go in and out of there every day and needed someone with a clean background and was reliable, he wouldn't even bother to mention it.

In fact, Xiaolin has been sent to the laboratory for drug testing. Who cares whether he is alive or not now!

When Hu Zi heard this, he knew he could not hesitate any longer. He looked at the brothers in the room with an inquiring look, thinking about who to send.

The men in the room were all stupid. From what the boss Hu Zi and Master Jiang had just said, they knew that collecting corpses was definitely not an easy job. When the boss Hu Zi looked over, they changed their usual attitude of actively fighting for the job when they heard something was going on, and unconsciously avoided his gaze.

Tsk~ Only the poor and crazy people in Shanghai are willing to be corpse collectors. Now they are living a good life following Brother Hu, who would want to go?

At this time, Brother Hu heard the sound of Zhang Ruolin moving things outside, and his eyes immediately lit up. He said in a diligent tone, "Master Jiang, this job is suitable for Old Man Zhang. Don't look at his appearance, but he is actually very strong. He has been a corpse collector before, so he is very familiar with it."

"Does he have a clean background?" Master Jiang didn't care whether this person had done this job before. In his eyes, he was just a small figure. As long as he was obedient, shut up and could do his job, it would be fine.

"Clean, very clean. He has no relatives or friends. If it weren't for the fact that he works honestly and carefully, he would have been thrown out long ago." Brother Hu's words were a bit biased. Zhang Ruolin had spent a lot of effort to get in, and he had paid a lot of money to Brother Hu.

Master Jiang didn't worry too much. He glanced at Brother Hu and nodded in agreement. This old man Zhang had indeed worked here for quite some time, so there shouldn't be any big problems.