Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 890 The Park's KTV, Heaven and Earth (Part 2)
Li Xia tied up both Da Gouzi and A Hao, gagged them completely, and threw them into a corner of the toilet.

Ah Hao was given special treatment; he was sitting on the toilet, but his head was pressed directly between his legs.

During this time, the girl stood by and watched. Only at the very end did she carefully carry the cigar box to the toilet and look down at Ah Hao, who was still unconscious.

Inside the box was a pair of cigar cutters, gleaming coldly.

"Brother, can I kill him?"

The girl spoke calmly, as if she had killed someone before, but there was no excitement on her face when seeking revenge. She just looked at Ahao calmly and said a perfectly normal sentence.

Ah Hao, meanwhile, sat slumped on the toilet, his head drooping and swaying gently with his breathing, completely unaware of his impending death.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Li Xia crossed his arms and said lightly, "Okay."

He paused, then squatted down next to Ahao, lifted Ahao's head with his right hand and pulled it back, pointing at his exposed neck: "Poke it here, the skin is thin, one poke is enough."

The metal box he was holding began to shake, making a thumping sound.

The girl's eyes widened and widened.

bang bang bang.

The tin box, along with the scissors inside, fell onto the bathroom tiles as the girl let go.

The girl gritted her teeth, her nails digging deep into her palms, but found her arms as heavy as lead, unable to lift them.

And tears flowed uncontrollably.

"why why?"

Why did they kill the little donkey?

"But I still can't kill anyone? What... what should I do?"

"Woo!"

The girl collapsed to her knees, covering her face, her heart-wrenching cries filling the toilet.

Li Xia stood up, a cigarette dangling from his lips, wondering when he had started to treat human life as something insignificant, and whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
He stretched out his right hand, opened it, and loosely clenched his fist.

Ha, I've already taken two lives. There's no going back.

Li Xia picked up the cigar box and scissors from the ground, placed them on the coffee table outside, then walked back and leaned against the toilet door.

Outside, the television was playing popular songs about sweet, romantic love.

Inside, despair and pain spread rampantly.

Li Xia thought about it and decided to help the girl by holding her hand and stabbing her with the scissors. Would that be considered a kind of chivalry?
If Zhang Yang were here, what would she do?
"Little girl, just bear with it for a few more days, and someone will come to rescue you." Li Xia, who was not good with words, did not explain much, but simply gave the other person a hope to live.

If Zhang Yang's plan goes smoothly, it will cause a huge wave of public opinion on the internet in the next few days, regardless of whether the result is as she expects to eradicate the entire telecom fraud industry.

At the very least, this park, which was shown in the live broadcast and is at the center of the storm, will definitely be dealt with.

Then the girl will be rescued.

Li Xia tilted his head towards the toilet, and the girl obediently went in, allowing him to tie her up completely. Even at the very end, she didn't ask that question.

He asked if he could take her away.

Li Xia found it strange.

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Yike".

Li Xia stared into the other person's eyes, slowly tied the towel strip around her mouth, tightened it, and then, under her calm gaze, knocked her unconscious with an ashtray.

After closing the toilet door, Li Xia squatted down next to the gradually cooling corpse.

According to Sister Lili, this girl was a female college student who had just been tricked into coming from China.

The scam wasn't sophisticated. The criminals registered a trading company doing international business, rented a nice, medium-sized office in the CBD, and then recruited people domestically through job search software. The ideal candidates were beautiful, tall, and elegant, earning tens of thousands of yuan a month, with easy and simple work, provided with a stylish Apple computer upon joining, and enjoying an excellent work environment—9-to-5 with no overtime.

We have a dinner party once a week and a trip once a month, traveling to various places within and outside the province.

After all this, with so many costs and expenses incurred, who would suspect it's a scam?

The company's rent and expenses, which are unavoidable, must amount to at least 200,000.

A laptop for everyone would cost at least 200,000 yuan.

Can a company-organized team-building activity cost no less than 200,000 yuan?
The monthly salary paid out must be at least 200,000?
With so much money being poured in, anyone would think this is a boss who cares about his employees, or at most a rich second-generation heir whose family is not short of money and who can start his own business at will.

He might also be a descendant of a fallen noble family, unable to enter the system, and forced to take the business route, relying on connections with the older generation to earn some pocket money for fun.

Of course, he might even be a self-made, eligible bachelor, just waiting for this group of young, beautiful, and educated female college students to "rescue" him.

There were many opinions and far-fetched assumptions discussed, but in any case, no one would think this was a fraudulent company.

Two months later, after everyone had gotten used to the company's operations, a long-time client who had been cooperating with the company for many years suddenly appeared and warmly invited the company's employees to travel to his country.

The boss made the decision: it's team building. Let's go!

The company they thought was a magic bullet ended up selling them to northern Myanmar for $100,000 a person after they got off the plane in Thailand and boarded a luxury bus.

Just die.

Perhaps, this girl will be the luckiest one among this group.

For these human traffickers, the initial costs of rent, wages, and other expenses are covered by just one woman, or at most two.

"call."

Li Xia let out a long breath, lifted the girl onto the sofa, took off his coat, and covered her face with it.

At this moment, he noticed that the girl's face was clean, and the white foam had long since disappeared. It must have been that the girl who was still alive earlier had washed herself and then cleaned her fellow sufferer.

I remember they were sisters?

Sin ah.

After finishing his work, Li Xia sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and stared at his phone with its screen lit up on the coffee table, waiting quietly.

Ding.

I received a WeChat message from Ah Cai on my phone.

[Hey Dog, the car's ready. When are you guys coming?]

Li Xia will bring some men to find you later; just follow his instructions.

Following Da Gouzi's previous chatting habits, Li Xia replied, then went back into the bathroom and dragged Da Gouzi, who was still fast asleep, out.

Li Xia turned the TV volume up to the maximum, then took out scissors from the cigar box and cut off the big dog's index finger in one swift motion.

Click.

The joints made a cracking sound.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering all over the ground.

The big dog suddenly opened its eyes, its pupils instantly shrinking to pinpoints due to the intense pain, but the towel stuffed in its mouth drowned out any howl it should have let out.

It can only make a "woohoo" sound.

When Da Gouzi saw that the person squatting in front of him was Li Xia, he instinctively shook his head frantically.

"He's dead. He's dead."

Li Xia stared into the big dog's eyes, his tone calm.

He didn't think he was angry, really.