Under their beatings, I have learned to be obedient and agreed to their requests.

Unlock my phone, and to avoid getting beaten, I sent a message to a cardmate from school.

The content of the message is all arranged by them.

Brother, what have you been busy with lately, I have found a way to make money in the island country, are you interested?

If this kind of talk were a normal person, they would never believe it.

But most of the people I know are gambling on dogs.

They spend a lot of money at the table, and the money on them is cleaner than their faces.

Money is their life, and they will do anything to get money.

Just like me before me.

So when they saw my message, the other party sent a message without thinking.

"What work?! Where in the island nation ?! ”

Zhang Yu took my phone and went to chat, and soon she came back and said that my friend would come to me soon.

When the time comes, she'll arrange for me to live with my friends.

Then Zhang Yu said again, because I lost money, I have to work and pay her back.

I said in my heart that the old man's death on the operating table had something to do with me, and that it was his own life.

But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

I always had old wounds on my body that had not healed and added new ones, and I could only nod silently before I was beaten again.

"That's good, if you listen to us, I won't let you ask your family for money."

Because the old man died on the operating table and caused Zhang Yu to lose money, and my organs did not find the owner for the time being, Zhang Yu didn't want to support me in vain.

He said that I have a lot of poker friends, so I can cheat one by one, and deceive the players I know one after another.

It's better to smuggle them all in, so that the mainland won't find out that they have come to the island country.

In this way, her organ career has a steady stream of new kidneys.

At the same time, I was also assigned a new job by Zhang Yu.

Pretending to be relatives and friends, pretending to be the CEO of the company, and pretending to be the phone number of the public procuratorate;

These are the identities that I need to play every day.

That's right, Zhang Yu let me enter a wire fraud organization.

The new environment is much better than I was in the dungeon, and it's located above the dungeon.

It was a large, spacious building, but it was still dark inside, and the windows were made of brick and cement.

But I still can't see the sunlight outside.

But at least you don't have to be locked up in a dungeon, because there are independent workstations and telephones, so it's relatively free.

There are also public restrooms in the toilet, and you can be taken to the toilet by the guards with a raise of your hand, and they will be watched and excreted without urinating in the dung bucket.

The job is a daily call that requires constant phone calls, scams using the same terminology, and job requirements.

The task list is posted on the wall.

If you haven't opened an order for two days, if it's the first time, you'll be beaten.

If it is the second time, the punishment will be served.

If it's the third time, send it to the dungeon.

I came out of the dungeon, and the man who took care of the wire fraud organization met Zhang Yu.

Everyone called him Brother Dao, and Brother Dao was surprised when he saw Zhang Yu bringing me.

But let me stand in front of everyone and tell you about my experience in the dungeon.

I told everyone about the experience of the dungeon, and I showed my unhealed hands in front of everyone.

The hands were terrifying, and Brother Dao tore off the bandages without pity, revealing the rotten flesh of my nails.

I took a deep breath of pain and did not dare to scream out lest I be beaten again.

The expressions of the people below changed slightly, and most of them revealed horror.

It seems that no one wants to go to the dungeon.

Even Brother Dao, who was listening to me on the sidelines, said.

"You are still the first to get out of Zhang Yu's dungeon."

I finally knew why Brother Dao would be surprised to see Zhang Yu bring me, because the people who went to the dungeon were basically gone.

With a job, Brother Dao asked people to train me simply, and directly let me "go to work".

The working hours are very long, and when I get up at six o'clock in the morning, everyone gathers in a group and shouts slogans and stands in a military posture.

This is to train our obedience, and everyone shouts loudly and unanimously.

Then it's a phone call, from seven o'clock until ten o'clock in the evening.

In fact, as soon as I arrived here, I found a feature.

Most of the people here speak Chinese, and it seems that everyone is from the mainland.

Are the people of our country really so easy to deceive?

It turns out that people in our country are really easy to deceive, I don't know if it's too much or for other reasons.

Basically, everyone will open more or less one order every day.

In the wire fraud team, women bill a little more than men.

Because it's easy for them to gain the trust of those dick silk men.

We men open relatively little, but I soon found out that men are actually very good at billing.

Playing the role of a public prosecutor, the tone is a little more fierce, and the other end of the phone will do things according to the requirements.

For example, if the other party clicks on an illegal link on the Internet, the money in the account will be transferred.

Ask the other party to transfer the money to the safe account of our public prosecutor within the specified time, and many people will obediently follow the instructions.

I have only been in this team for two days, and I have deceived at least three, a total of 200,000.

But I also met a strange woman, and when I heard that I was Uncle Hat, I immediately expressed my love.

She said that she had liked Uncle Hat since she was a child and hoped that I could have a literary affair with her.

I was so scared that I immediately hung up the phone, and I didn't know that Wen Ai's friends could go to the Internet to check.

I won't expand on it here.

In short, in the wire fraud team, I feel more comfortable than the dungeon, I have something to do every day, and I don't have to sit in the dungeon in a daze.

And the dungeon environment is relatively bloody, which is quite normal here.

I don't want to go back to the dungeon anyway.

And I bill more than any man.

Brother Dao also likes me very much because of this, and always says that people who come out of the dungeon will come to things.

As soon as I open a bill, he will reward me with an orange.

Although there is only one, I still assign it to my "colleagues" at the workstations next to me.

I was talking to a fat mound on the left desk.

I used to call him fat, and we talked a lot during breaks.

He said that he was from Shandong, and he came here to find her island girlfriend who chatted on WeChat.

As a result, I didn't think about it, and I was locked up in the style street to make a phone call.

I said that I was smuggled here, and because I didn't have an ID card or passport, I was taken directly to the dungeon for human organ matching.

The fat man said that there were a few disobedient people before, and they were also sent to the dungeon after being beaten a few times.

Now those who remain are obedient people.

He said that there seems to be a different division of labor in this place, for example, Brother Dao manages electric fraud.

Zhang Yu manages the dungeon.

The fat man also cautiously told me that there were many young and beautiful girls who came with him, and they were brought into the next room by a group of yellow hairs.

After some heart-wrenching noises came from the house, the girls were taken away by the men.

All that was left was crooked melons and cracked dates, and indeed, there was no one in the room that looked good.

The fat man guessed that the pretty girls should be sent to sell meat.

Because the following is the most famous street in the island country, the fat man said that he finally knew why the street was forbidden to Chinese people.

It turned out that he was afraid that these women would be known by the Chinese people who came to travel and save them back to China.

After learning a lot of information from the fat man, I realized that this place is not just about organ trafficking.

There are many other illegal businesses.

The fat man also became the first friend I made here.

But soon something happened that let me know.

Two words friends, how in this place it is.

Hypocrisy!