At around 10 p.m. on May 2, 2016, a girl under the age of 20 was sitting on the floor of a residential building in Huizhou City, Guangdong Province, in Room 403. She was disheveled, her hair was scattered, her cheeks and the corners of her mouth were bruised, and her eyes were swollen like two walnuts.

The girl's name is Feng Xi, from a small county near R City in Sichuan Province, and she was sold thousands of miles away from her home by traffickers because she was lured by a false part-time job information. She was placed under house arrest in this eight-square-meter bedroom, with no idea where she was.

When she was first sent here, a middle-aged woman named Sister E arranged for her to live in this bedroom, saying that from now on, this room would be her "place of work". She was to provide special services to men, and if she did not obey orders, they would punish her in a very harsh way.

At first, Feng Xi would rather be beaten than have a relationship with those strange men. She had tried to escape, but there were always two able-bodied men outside the bedroom who took turns or together, giving her no chance to get in. She didn't dare to call for help, and she didn't dare to shout loudly, because every time she made a similar sound, she couldn't get a good result.

After a long time, Feng Xi gradually learned to forbear, and was forced to accept a cruel fate. She lost count of how long she had lived here, how many guests she had received, and how many injuries she had suffered. It may have been less than a month, but for her, it seemed like centuries had passed.

She was locked up in the house with two other girls. They are also from Sichuan Province, and they were abducted and trafficked here at different times, and the things they experienced during this period were similar to hers.

A beautiful girl named Tingting told her that more than two months ago, she had gone to a media company to apply for a part-time model, but on the way home, she was inexplicably kidnapped by a group of people. The other party knew her personal information, and as soon as she came up, she enthusiastically approached her, and she was careless when she fell for the bad guy.

The girls secretly discuss ways to escape whenever they get together, but at the end of the discussion, they find that the gatekeepers are too shrewd to do anything other than force their way out. Once, Tingting once tried to confuse the man guarding the door with her beauty, waiting for an opportunity to escape. As a result, he was not only taken advantage of by the hateful man, but also severely beaten, and lay in bed for a whole week before he could walk.

After that, Tingting became very well-behaved, and she honestly followed whatever those people said. Because she clearly knows that she is just a substitute for those people to make money. Those people don't care whether she lives or dies at all, they would rather beat a disobedient girl to death and find another honest and controllable one, and they don't have the patience and good temper to forgive them for making mistakes again and again.

Despite this, Tingting has not completely given up hope. Although she lives in hell every day and is sometimes tortured by guests to the point that life is worse than death, she firmly believes that one day, the police will definitely find this place and send them back to their families.

Encouraged by Tingting, Feng Xi has also been gritting his teeth and persevering. She thought she would be able to wait until the day when the police came to rescue them. Until a few hours ago, a perverted old man humiliated and tortured her in a way unimaginable to ordinary people, and she finally broke down, feeling that she could no longer hold on.

After sitting on the ground and crying for more than an hour, Feng Xi could no longer shed a single tear. She opened her eyes and slowly stood up against the wall, her eyes resolute and cold. Just a few minutes ago, she made a horrific decision that she wanted to kill herself and leave the world that had hurt her forever.

She smashed a small vanity mirror, picked up one of the sharp mirror shards and swiped it twice on her wrist. Her hands began to tremble unconsciously, and her heart was filled with infinite fear. She comforted herself that death was not terrible, because there are many things in this world that are more terrible than death.

She just felt sorry for her parents who gave birth to her and raised her, and sorry for the grandparents who loved her and loved her. The moment she slashed her wrist, many past events flashed through her mind, beautiful, sad, happy, sad, and finally fixed on the amiable faces of her family.

Blood slowly trickled down her slender and white wrists, gradually converging into a small stream on the ground. She closed her eyes and felt her head getting heavier and heavier, but there was an indescribable lightness in her heart.

Mom and Dad, please forgive me for being cowardly and cowardly, I really don't have the courage to hold on any longer. I hope that one day, you will be able to forget me and start a new life, and I will wish you a safe and healthy life in another world.

With the loss of blood, Feng Xi's consciousness slowly faded, and everything in the world was no longer important to her. From then on, she no longer had to wash her face with tears all day long, no longer have to desperately forget those humiliating moments, and no longer have to endure the pain to survive those sleepless nights.

Actually, that's fine, at least for her death is a relief.

In the dimness, there was a loud noise outside the bedroom. Immediately afterward, it seemed that a group of people rushed in, and the sound of footsteps sounded in the living room.

"Be honest, police!" A man shouted loudly outside, and then ordered his men, "You guys go inside and search carefully, and bring all the people out for me." ”

"Yes!" Several people replied in unison.

The doors were kicked open one by one, and the screams of girls, the men's begs for mercy, and the shouts of the police all mingled, and the house suddenly became chaotic.

Two policemen burst into Feng Xi's room with guns raised. Seeing the girl slumped to the ground, a policeman immediately shouted, "Captain, someone is injured here." ”

Feng Xi couldn't figure out the situation in front of him a little. She thought she was hallucinating, or that she had reached the afterlife. When a pair of warm arms picked her up from the ground, gently comforted her and said, "Don't be afraid, we are the police, you have been saved." She finally believed that she had really waited for the day when the police would come to her rescue. She smiled wearily and said in a voice so faint that she couldn't even hear herself, "Thank you......"

This time, the rescue operation was divided into four teams, and each of the four criminal dens was thoroughly investigated. According to the information provided by the informant Xiaohai, the police witnessed the entire "delivery" process of the criminal gang on the night of April 28, 2016, and carried out close surveillance of the suspects involved in the crime in the following days, and found a total of four criminal dens where the girls were illegally detained and forced to sell themselves for profit.

In this operation, the police rescued a total of 15 victims and arrested 13 suspects. The girls trafficked by traffickers to Huizhou City, Guangdong Province, are all from Sichuan, with the majority of victims in and around R City. The oldest of them is only 23 years old, and the youngest is only 15 years old this year.

When the police searched the crime den, they found the suspect's ledger. According to the ledger, 21-year-old Lingling is the most frequent pick-up among the girls. In just three months, Lingling has received customers more than 40 times under the coercion of Han and others. The youngest Yueyue, who was abducted and trafficked on January 26, 2016, has also had more than 20 pick-up records.

The suspect posted information soliciting prostitutes on the Internet through social software, and after agreeing on the price with the prostitute client on the Internet, he provided the girl's photo for the prostitute client to choose, and then informed the transaction location. All the money earned by the girl was taken by the suspect. They tightly control the girls' personal freedom and never allow them to move outside.

Each crime den has a dedicated person who watches over the girls 24 hours a day, and if they are found to be behaving in an unusual way, such as shouting, calling for help, or trying to escape, they will be severely punished.

Among the materials seized by the police, there is also a diary written by the abducted girl in desperation. The contents of the diary truly show the inner world of the girl.

One of the journal entries reads:

Today is April 21, 2016, my 18th birthday. Not long ago, my parents asked me at home what I wanted for my birthday. I said I wanted a DSLR camera to capture the bits and pieces of my life and record my simple and beautiful little life.

My family is not wealthy, and my mother complained that if I want to take photos, I can use my mobile phone, so why waste money by buying a DSLR camera, but my generous father agreed to let me have time to look at the model I wanted to buy on the Internet.

Actually, I had already picked out the style of the camera, and I was just waiting to slaughter my dad once for my birthday. However, on my 18th birthday, not only could I not spend time with my family, not only could I not get gifts from my father, but I had to work hard to avoid being beaten by men outside.

I don't think I want to take any more pictures, and I'm so disappointed in this dark and ugly world. The once blue sky looked out of this small window, so gray and low. After experiencing such a dark and terrible life, I no longer know what is simple and beautiful.

Is this what the world really is? Am I going to live forever in this cramped and cramped bedroom? Probably not. When they drain the last drop of blood out of my body, they will throw me away like garbage. My family will never find me. The thought of their sad expressions made my heart almost shatter.

I really don't know how long I'll be able to last, and will the police uncle really come to save me?

There is nowhere to tell about the pain in my heart, but to record it in this little diary.

My name is Feng Xi and I am 18 years old today. I've had another hard day, what will tomorrow be like?