"Yes, you have done a good job, Xingyue, you have done your best to save them, maybe for them, the pain of flesh wounds is far less than the heartache of slimming lotions."

Team Lin sat on the ground next to Pan Xingyue, gently patted Pan Xingyue's back, and comforted him warmly.

Team Lin is a veteran policeman, and he has been to a lot of erotic markets, Rao is used to seeing all kinds of inhumane abuse, but every time he goes to arrest those people, he is still frightened, not to mention, Pan Xingyue is just a little girl in her twenties.

Pan Xingyue smoked quietly, and there was a sluggish aura on her whole body, isolating everyone from her world.

No one in the suite said much, all waiting for her to recover and tell what she had seen today.

It was late at night.

Ling Jing and Ling Mei each shrank in a cage.

The basement was damp and filled with the foul smell of blood.

The basement is very spacious, nearly 500 square meters, densely packed with iron cages, the two iron cages are very close, but there is no sound inside, only the sound of breathing.

There were men and women inside, and the people in the cages were almost all naked and huddled in a corner, hugging themselves tightly.

The dim light was enough to see everyone's body, their eyes were hollow, and they almost instinctively hugged themselves because it was too cold.

Suddenly there was a great movement in the silent basement, and the door opened, and two men entered, carrying a stretcher, on which lay a woman, covered in gauze.

But the white gauze still oozed out as if it couldn't stop the bleeding, and the smell of blood became even stronger.

The man opened the cage next to Ling Jing, then threw the woman on the stretcher into the cage, and after taking the stretcher away, he rarely left the white quilt on the woman's body.

The cage was locked, and the two men left with stretchers and laughing.

The big iron door was slammed shut so loudly that many of the sleeping people in the cage were awakened.

Ling Jing leaned on the cage blankly, and glanced at the woman next to her, her body was covered by a white quilt, her face was white and terrifying, and there were several slap prints on it.

The heavy smell of blood, mixed with a faint smell of disinfectant, rushed into his mouth and nose.

"Is she going to die?"

Ling Mei looked at Ling Jing numbly, her voice hoarse with despair.

Ling Jing didn't know how to answer her sister's question, it was obvious that it depended on whether a woman's life was hard or not, and if she survived tonight, it was estimated that she would get follow-up treatment and survive.

But he felt that the woman had no desire to survive, no matter how hard her fate was, she had no desire to survive, she was seriously injured, and she couldn't live long at all.

Ling Jing had even guessed that early the next morning, the patrol caretaker would probe her snort, and after confirming her death, she would be dragged out of this basement, and soon the next person would be in her cage.

"Maybe."

Ling Jing glanced back at her sister, and her voice was extremely soft.

Ling Mei closed her eyes, didn't say anything, and sat down on the ground.

The nights were hard.

Ling Jing knew that her sister didn't want to live for a long time, but in order to let herself live, her sister didn't kill herself.

They live for each other, and if one of them dies, the other who is alive dies one after the other.

Today's fight was a very happy day for Ling Jing.

He would rather be beaten like this every day than serve those perverts......

Since there are bloody wounds on his body, he likes it too.

Ling Jing lowered his eyes and glanced at the dense wounds on his body, and from time to time there would be labor pains, but he smiled quietly.

He hoped to see the woman again tomorrow.

The next morning, the basement was noisy again because four new women had arrived.

The four of them were locked in different cages, screaming desperately, banging their heads against the iron cage where they were held.

There is a "clanging sound".

Oh, and by the way, they're still handcuffed and shackled.

Once inside, there's no chance to escape.

Ling Jing could tell from their scattered conversations that the four girls were all college students.

One of the girls was in the cage next to him, and the girl who had been seriously injured yesterday didn't survive even the night.

Last night, the customer who came to pick up the person took a fancy to the injured woman, and the caretaker went up to sniff and died.

The customer exclaimed.

When the woman was dragged out, Ling Jing clearly saw that she had formed a corpse.

The basement is always dark, and no one can tell the difference between day and night.

The female student next to her tried to talk to Ling Jing,

"Eh, what's your name?"

Ling Jing glanced at the female student, he knew that the female student's name was Cheng Jiajia, and he had just heard them call her like this.

Ling Jing didn't want to speak.

Cheng Jiajia had been shouting for too long just now, her voice was a little hoarse, and she was already thirsty, and her lips were already chapped, but she still wanted to talk to Ling Jing next to her.

She wanted to escape, even though she knew it was almost impossible, but she still wanted to escape.

"Don't be so silent, you talk to me, what are you doing so dull, let's find a way to escape together."

Ling Jing glanced at Cheng Jiajia again, he and his sister had the same idea when they were first caught, but in just one month, he had already seen too many people who were tortured to death because they injured customers.

Whenever one of them hurts a customer, the injured person is taken to the basement.

Some were burned alive in large gasoline drums, some were drowned in water, some were strangled to death, some were beaten to death, and some were wheeled to death......

Cheng Jiajia is very good-looking, and when she talks to him, her eyebrows and eyes are crooked.

Ling Jing rested for a long time, his voice was not hoarse, with a hint of coldness,

"Ling Jing."

He knew that if he didn't talk to Cheng Jiajia, she would keep talking, and she would be very thirsty.

The next water delivery should be a long time coming.

Cheng Jiajia heard Ling Jing speak and moved to his side, but there was still a long distance between the two.

"Ling Jing, how long have you been here?"

"A month."

Ling Jing replied lightly to Cheng Jiajia's words.

Cheng Jiajia was taken aback, it had been so long since she came in, why didn't Ling Jing have the slightest idea of escaping? She swallowed the pitiful saliva in her mouth,

"Then you should be familiar with this place, right?"

Ling Jing replied: "It's familiar." ”

Cheng Jiajia asked: "Then do you want to escape?" ”

Ling Jing hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Do you want to?" ”

Cheng Jiajia said: "Then let's run away together!" ”

Ling Jing glanced at her and replied, "You can't escape." ”

Cheng Jiajia asked unwillingly: "Why?" ”

Ling Jing turned his head and repeated the words over and over again to Cheng Jiajia,

"The basement of heaven is complicated, and we need someone to guide us when we come in, not to mention that we have to escape in a heavily guarded situation, we don't even have the most basic route, and we can't escape at all."

Cheng Jiajia was unwilling, she wanted to escape, her parents were still waiting for her at home, she was about to graduate from college, and her boyfriend was still waiting for her at school......

The door was opened again, and four people entered.

Two of the "heavenly" people, two of whom are customers.

Ling Jing knew that the customer had come to pick someone, and the four female college students who had just arrived would definitely be picked away.