496 Turnover division of labor

The rat hole is not full of darkness as imagined, on the contrary, the rat hole is brightly lit and full of European decoration style.

With crystal chandeliers overhead, bright floors underfoot, and various murals on the walls, it gives you the feeling of stepping into a luxury hotel.

Spacious, bright, a corridor leads to the depths, and when you reach the depths, several forks are formed, each leading in a different direction, and on either side of each fork there are paths leading to rooms.

Xiao Zhan observed first, walked over from the blind spot of the surveillance, and chose one of the forks in the road to move forward.

There is also monitoring in front, and there are no dead ends.

At this time, a member of the Black Death came from the opposite side.

Xiao Zhan stood there against the wall, patiently waiting for the other party, and the moment this Black Death member turned the corner, he quickly shot out and smashed his fist on the opponent's throat.

"Click!"

The members of the Black Death broke their throats, their eyes instantly widened, and they subconsciously stretched out their hands to choke their throats.

"Ho ho ...... Ho ho ......"

Xiao Zhan held the other party's head with both hands and spun it violently.

"Click!"

The sound of broken bones sounded again, and the members of the Black Death were completely dead.

Dragging this guy to a corner that is not easy to be noticed, Xiao Zhan took off his clothes as quickly as possible, and then swaggered under the camera with a submachine gun and the other party's headset.

"Zizi ......" A voice came from the radio headset: "Joe, how is the situation on the elevator side, what is wrong?" ”

"Everything is OK." Xiao Zhan lowered his voice and said, "Maybe there is a problem with the monitoring, I will go back to the computer room now." ”

The other party used English, and Xiao Zhan responded in English, and when he deliberately lowered his voice and spoke quickly, the other party didn't find anything.

After all, this is a nest, and there is no shortage of safety.

"Okay, come back, let's get back to playing."

Xiao Zhan generously walked in the mouse hole with a gun, looking for the location of the computer room.

Generally speaking, the computer room responsible for monitoring has its specific location, if you can't find a specific location, then look for it according to the cable of the surveillance camera.

In this sealed underground environment, wired cameras are used, after all, the effect of wireless cameras is not very good, and it is easy to have problems with acceptance.

Five minutes later, Xiao Zhan came to the computer room, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Strange, why can't these two guys get in touch? Could it be that there is a problem with the radio? It shouldn't be. The members of the Black Death organization sitting in front of the monitoring screen showed doubts, kept switching pictures, and rushed to Xiao Zhan who walked in and asked, "Joe, are you sure there is nothing wrong with the elevator?" Why can't I contact the rotten people? What's going on over there? ”

Xiao Zhan walked behind the other party, aimed his saber at the back of his neck, and suddenly poured out, poking into the junction of the opponent's cervical vertebrae, cutting off his central nervous system.

At the same time, he drew his saber and flung it at the Black Death members who were sitting at the table playing cards.

"Poof!"

The saber stabbed into the opponent's neck, and with great force, the blade was completely pierced, leaving only the hilt.

"Poof!"

The playing cards were scattered all over the ground, and the opponent lay on the ground without even making a sound.

"It's really okay on the other side of the elevator, aren't I standing here properly?" Xiao Zhan replied while quickly switching the screen.

At this time, the member of the Black Death whose central nervous system was severed did not die, he looked at Xiao Zhan's unfamiliar face with wide eyes, his voice could still be heard clearly in his ears, and his brain might still have the ability to think.

After a quick glance at the picture, Xiao Zhan destroyed the monitoring equipment of the rat hole, pulled out a saber from the corpse under the table, and walked out with a gun.

He had already captured the general situation from the picture, and although it was a short time, many things had already been remembered in his mind.

The fat dog didn't know if he was here, but he had to find Mia first, and he really didn't know what this girl had to be scared of.

To put it bluntly, Mia was his bait, but unfortunately it didn't count the tightness of the Black Death's organization.

……

This is the assessment area, and all the girls who have been abducted are first sent to the assessment area of the rat hole, where they are subjected to a series of examinations, and then they are evaluated and valued by specialized people.

To put it simply, it's a grading place, where some people rate girls based on their looks, skin, build, physical fitness, and how responsive they are.

Each level has a price for each level, and if the level is too low, it will be thrown into a certain red light district to make a small amount of money.

If the level is high, there will be an auction, with a reserve price starting at 150,000 euros.

The assessment area is an assembly line operation, first of all, the bathing area, which is responsible for washing the kidnapped girls cleanly.

Then enter the physical examination area, where the person is responsible for checking the physical fitness and whether it is a place to be, etc.

Then enter the measurement area and measure height, weight, skin, chest circumference, waist circumference, hip circumference and other data.

After the judging is completed, someone will dress the girls in the same clothes, put a tag on their lower abdomen, take a photo, and finally upload the photo and other materials to the dark web.

This is a mature and professional process, and people are completely treated as commodities.

"This item is generally good, test her sensitivity, if the sensitivity is up to standard, this is a category A car, at least 500,000 euros."

"OK, I'll do the test."

“……”

The girl was unconscious, semi-unconscious, writhing her body and waving her arms.

Soon, the sensitivity test began, and the girl's body was flushed, and an unconscious murmur came out of her throat.

It is clear that her body is very sensitive.

"Hey, there's a cargo A here, be careful in the back, don't get hurt."

"Strange goods, don't worry, I'll be careful."

After the test, the girl is sent to the next area of the assembly line, where a man dresses her in a special dress, puts a label on it, and takes a multi-angle photo.

"Next."

"This is very average, the pores are a little big, the skin is relatively rough, if it is not for the body and face is very good, it is a D goods. Unfortunately, if her skin can be a little more delicate, it will be a good price. ”

“……”

What is reflected in Xiao Zhan's eyes is the evaluation of streamlining, and the entire streamlining is a lathe-like assembly line: bathing, checking, measuring, and judging......

In the eyes of these people, these girls are not human beings at all.

"Hey, hey, why is this pregnant? Oh my God, who the hell captured this woman? She is six weeks pregnant. ”

"Damn, send this woman back quickly, we don't need pregnant women here, because it's worthless."

"Okay, okay, I'll send this pregnant woman back to the hotel now, and when she wakes up, she will only think it's a dream."

“……”

The Black Death is also particular, they don't want pregnant women, and if they catch a pregnant woman, they will definitely send it back.

Maybe it's because of the value, maybe it's because of the laws of nature.

It's like a hunter going into the mountains to hunt, if something happens to a yellow sheep suckling a lamb, the hunter will never do it.

If you encounter prey with cubs, the hunter will never use it.

This is the rule, you can't cut off your children and grandchildren, otherwise there will be no hunting in the future.

It seems that the Black Death also had such a mentality, they regarded themselves as hunters, and beautiful women as prey, and they could not cut off their children and grandchildren, otherwise there would be no hunting in the future.

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(End of chapter)