Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 873 The Punishment Room (Part 3)
This is northern Myanmar; this is what hell looks like.

Water rooms were originally called water dug holes in the ground of houses, filled with water, leaving a space for a person's head, and then people were thrown inside and locked up.

The moment Xiao Zhao pushed open the door, a stench of sourness and decay hit him like a dagger, slashing directly at his face.

vomit--

Xiao Zhao didn't even step inside. He turned around, covered his nose, and rushed back into the yard. He put his hands on his knees and started retching loudly. It took him a few minutes to recover.

"Sis, this smell is like someone stuffed that dishcloth from our cafeteria—the kind that's used for wiping tables, washing dishes, scrubbing pots, and everything else—up into my nose, no, my throat! It's fucking stinky!"

Xiao Zhao wiped his nose, slowly stood up, and pointed to the open water room: "Sister, wait a minute, wait a minute. We'll go in after the smell dissipates."

At this moment, Zhang Yang was standing in the courtyard, calmly describing the situation in the telecom fraud park. Although his voice was not loud, it sounded quite frightening to Xiao Zhao.

He knew that the previous acts of secretly filming the boxing match and the messy things on the sofa in the VIP area of ​​the property building were to drive traffic to the live stream. Now that there were more people, he had to get back to the main topic. So Zhang Yang began to explain the basic knowledge about the telecom fraud park to the fans in the live stream.

Zhang Yang's account is very objective, unlike what is often said online, where everything in northern Myanmar is seen as a tragedy or a mistake. He doesn't have the tendency to criticize and condemn telecom fraud indiscriminately.

While that's not wrong, Xiao Zhao still prefers Zhang Yang to share his experiences in northern Myanmar from his own perspective.

Whether it's right or wrong, what's really going on here, whether it's a good place to make money or a hellish place where you lose money and your life, I'll leave that for the fans to discuss.

After the gatekeepers opened the iron gate, they did not follow them inside.

The iron gate was closed and looked secure, but what if there were surveillance cameras inside? If Zhang Yang were to stand in the courtyard and do a live broadcast like this, wouldn't that be an admission of guilt?

Xiao Zhao jumped around frantically, searching for any possible surveillance cameras.

"Besides the boss, there will be at least three main managers in the company. They are the captain of the security team to maintain stability, well, the security guards are thugs; the black market intermediaries who lure people in online to work, which is called the human resources department; and the manager in charge of the company's telecom fraud business."

"In reality, with the current strong anti-fraud propaganda in China, most of those who come here are doing so voluntarily. These people know exactly what they're going to do in northern Myanmar. The smaller portion who are tricked into coming are young people with low levels of education, similar to those who go to work in rural areas. They dropped out of school early and have limited access to information. Their parents are also working in other places, and they have no one to consult with. So they are easily tricked into coming here online."

"After these people arrive, they receive training, and after a period of learning, they start committing fraud online. At this point, the company will group them according to their business capabilities, time of joining, etc., and organize internal assessments. Those with good performance will receive high commissions. Sounds like a legitimate company, right? But if they don't manage to scam anyone within a month, they won't have any income, and then they'll get beaten up."

"Next, let's talk about the female pigs. Women who get in suffer much more than men, especially beautiful women. The prettier they are, the worse their fate will be. Based on their appearance, they will be divided into the live streaming group, the dealer group, and the sales group. The live streaming is similar to nude chat, the dealer group is online gambling, and the remaining women will be sent to the sales group, which is what is called 'dog pusher' online."

"If a woman can make money for the company in these three places, that's good. But if she stays for a month or two and doesn't make a single penny, then it's not just about being beaten up. There are too many ways to make money with women. Throwing her into the park's KTV to work as a prostitute is the lightest punishment. Here, the prostitutes sent to the KTV are called 'handshakes,' which means they help the men who are addicted to drugs to dance. Of course, they also have to use drugs with them."

"You'll get paid, directly deposited into your ID card, but you'll mostly spend it in the park, so it's hard to take it back, and you can't take it back anyway. The company will find ways to make you spend the money. Yeah, you can have everything here, food, drinks, entertainment. Things that are prohibited in China, you can do here, but the price is that you can never go back."

"I've never seen kidney harvesting. But before joining the company, there is indeed blood drawing and testing. I guess it's to extract samples and wait for a suitable buyer. However, the company mainly deals in telecom fraud and online gambling. This kind of organ trading may exist, but it shouldn't be common. The main reason is that there are few suitable buyers, not that the company is kind-hearted."

"As for murder, yes, I've seen it once. A person was chopped into several large pieces and thrown into the pigsty to be fed. Think about it, if you bought chickens and cows with real money, but the chickens don't lay eggs and the cows don't produce milk, would you just kill them and bury them? You would definitely sell them to others to make up for the loss."

"Here I warn you all, you think you're going to northern Myanmar to do management work, to easily become a small leader, or at least a henchman, but the reality is that you'll all become pigs."

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Xiao Zhao circled around several times, carefully checking every corner, and fortunately found no cameras in the yard.

When he straightened his old back, which was a little numb from bending over, he saw that Zhang Yang had already crossed the yard and stepped into the water room.

Yes, seeing is believing. No matter how much you talk about it, if you don't take these spoiled brats who have been too well protected by the Chinese government to see the world, they will always think that the moon is rounder abroad.

If you can't even make money in China, one of the safest and fairest countries in the world, how can you so easily assume that you can get a high salary in this godforsaken, poor country?

I ask you, a flower of the motherland who grew up under the protection of a large government like China, with even the internet, books, and television being regulated by the government to prevent early exposure to the dark side of society, you are like a flower growing in a greenhouse.

If you were to deal with people who were eight years old and had been shooting guns at others, crawling out of piles of corpses, and who at nine years old knew how to mix lime into powder to swindle more money, who would be the one to die in the end?
When you trust online friends more than your relatives and friends, when you stand at the border and see the police who are trying to persuade you as obstacles to your wealth, who will suffer in the end?

Police officers can go home for a hot meal after work, but if you get to northern Myanmar, all you might get is hot shit. When you step out of the country, thinking that breathing in the air of freedom will magically bring you money and beautiful women, is that even possible?

Please remember, without the protection of your country, you have nothing.

This is not a new world overflowing with gold, but a hellish place.

Inside the park, the first small room in the punishment room is the water room, not a money laundering water room, but a metaphor for a water dungeon.

Even though the door had been open for ventilation for a long time, when Xiao Zhao stepped into the dark room for the second time, a nauseating stench still enveloped him.

The water room wasn't very big; besides a large, specially dug water pit, there was nothing else inside.

The walls were made of rough, damp stones, with black, sticky liquid seeping from the cracks between them.

Pale light shone from the swaying bulbs overhead, casting eerie and distorted shadows on the murky water.

A swarm of mosquitoes buzzed around the room; no wonder there wasn't a single guard or soldier inside.

Two men stood in the puddle, one fat and one thin, judging by their heads. The water was above their necks, and a locked wire mesh was erected above their heads, leaving only half a head of space free of water.

If you stand normally, the water level will just cover your nose, so you need to tilt your head back so that your mouth and nose are above the water to breathe.

I didn't dare move my chin at all, otherwise the water would immediately flood up.

If you're too tall to reach the water, you have to stand on tiptoe the whole time; if you're too tall, the wire mesh above is locked, and you have to bend over the whole time.

If you relax even slightly, you'll have to swallow half a mouthful of foul water.

The water in the pit was green, a murky dark green, with various debris floating on the surface, including mineral water bottles, food packaging bags, and several dead rats. The famous rat soup was inspired by this place.

The most outrageous thing is that there are scattered bits of feces floating on top.

Upon entering the water room, Zhang Yang squatted down by the pool.

The fat man continued to stare at the ceiling, his eyes vacant, not wanting to exchange a single extra word with anyone.

The thinner one seemed more energetic, pleading, "Sister, big sister! Let me go! I promise I'll work hard and never run away again! Really, I'll never run away again!" As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his body, and the foul-smelling water was poured directly into his mouth.

"Cough cough!"

The shorter man poked his head out again and said quickly, "Ah, sister, I really can't take it anymore, please, please let me go."

Zhang Yang shook his head: "I'm not in charge, I don't have the authority to delegate this to you."

"Sister, please drain some water and put your hand over there. It's so uncomfortable standing on tiptoe like this, my feet are numb, I can't even feel them anymore. Please, please drain some water."

Zhang Yang continued to shake his head.

"Sis, then scratch me, just scratch me. Scratch my head, my face, whatever you want! If you're worried about getting dirty, just take that stick over there and poke my face a few times with it. I'm itchy, I'm so itchy!"

Zhang Yang just watched him silently.

The short man started screaming, then burst into tears.

"Ah! Mommy, I want my mommy! I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy!"

"Waaah, I want to go home!"