Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 5 Corpse

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

The 'Director' looked at Kong Xin's expression, licked his lips, and said with satisfaction.

"Our boxes are all insulated and have a layer of cotton inside. Besides, they've only been there for one night, and you came early, so they won't freeze to death!"

Seeing that the man was steady, the burly man in the camera took a few steps back and pulled down the joystick on the wall on his right. Several blood-stained and frozen meat hooks slowly descended from the top.

"What are you going to do?!"

Kong Xin asked with his eyes wide open, he had a bad feeling.

The director said with a look of disdain, "Hey, Brother Kong said you were a college student, why do you act like you've never seen the world? Of course this is just a trick!"

As he finished speaking, the burly man in the camera tugged at the meat hook. Seeing the hook was tight, he first folded Kong Xin's father's hands together, then slammed them against the meat hook, piercing both of them. He then repeated the same process, piercing the hands of Kong Xin's mother and sister.

After the hooks were inserted, the sturdy man stood up and pulled back the control lever. As the machine turned, the meat hooks rose again. The three people whose hands were pierced by the meat hooks were suspended in the air in the cold storage. Blood slowly flowed from their palms and dripped onto the red ice.

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In the monitoring room, Liu Ke also saw this scene through the camera. The sleepy monitoring administrator next to him had been knocked down and tied up by him.

"Are you ready?"

Liu Ke, who had already confirmed that this group of people were indeed villains, asked the black wall in his mind.

The scene he just witnessed was truly disgusting, but now that he had determined what was good and what was evil, he didn't care anymore.

"Of course, Master."

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"You bastard, what are you doing?"

Kong Xin rushed towards the 'director' angrily, but before he could get close, he was punched in the abdomen by the thugs next to him and curled up on the ground.

The director took a cigarette, puffed it through his lungs, and exhaled. After taking a puff, he stretched out his index finger and shook it at Kong Xin.

"Hey, I'm warning you, don't slander me! I'm just a director. The CEO and the chairman make all the decisions. Don't you agree, Betel Nut?"

"Of course, Mr. Zhao!"

The director chuckled and continued, "Your father has worked for me for three years. He eats and drinks my food. I treat him well too. I call him Brother Kong."

He walked over, grabbed Kong Xin's hair fiercely, and asked, "And then? Betray me?"

The director suddenly threw Kong Xin to the ground, took two steps, and said, "When doing business, it's normal to be targeted. You want to investigate? Sure!"

"Investigate directly! We don't sell drugs, we abide by the law!"

"What I hate is the traitor!"

The director turned around again, glared at him fiercely, and finally said with a smile: "You, don't you really want to know what I'm going to do?"

He pointed at the white screen, and saw the burly man in the ice storage in the camera walk to several containers and open the boxes.

".vomit!"

Seeing the white screen, Kong Xin couldn't help but retching.

The first container opened was filled with naked bodies, at least dozens of them. Each had been pierced from mouth to anus with steel pipes, then placed upright inside the container like figurines. The bodies were clean, having been carefully scrubbed, except for the wounds on their palms.

The second container is filled with glass cases, each containing a severed hand, arm, leg, or foot. These fragments are secured with wire and glass, carefully preserved like artifacts. Some of the cases even have built-in lights, and some of the "display stands" have motorized bases for rotation.

The third box contained broken legs piled up in a mess, like garbage, with frozen blood remaining on the broken ends.

The fourth box contained neatly stacked heads, each placed in a crystal container of varying sizes and cast in resin. Most of the heads had similar expressions, as if churned out on an assembly line, with only a few possessing unique expressions. More ornaments were also placed in the cast glass blocks.

Watching Kong Xin vomit, the director's eyes flickered with excitement. He patted his shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Don't say I'm merciless. Since we're all going to die, we might as well make a contribution to our brothers' wallets."

"Yesterday, my employees voted by show of hands. After your family's body is cleaned, it will be sent to box number one, leaving it intact. Of course, I won't be able to control whether it's intact or not once it arrives in Southeast Asia."

Seeing that Kong Xin was still vomiting and had no new reaction, the director's smile gradually faded, and even his tone dropped. He said, "As for you, don't blame me. I have a kind heart and wanted to reunite your family, but who knew you were such a panda blood. Tell me, this business is delivered to your door, you can't refuse it, right?"

"I'm giving you a chance now. Just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll send someone outside to order it for you. After you finish eating, we have to go to the hospital. Look at my phone, how many rejected calls are there? It must be because there's no signal in the cold storage, otherwise the six customers waiting in the hospital would be calling me non-stop!"

"Brother Kong and I are buddies after all, so I'll make sure you finish this meal."

After saying this, the director burst out laughing, wiped his face, but couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahahahahaha!"

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Jinmenwei, Haixin District, Huashan Road. More than a dozen 100-ton trucks, each with four-wheeled trolleys and eight-wheeled gears, were stuck on the roadside, with a young traffic police officer surrounded by their drivers.

"Officer, I was wrong. I only have 3 points left. Can you please not deduct them? I'll have to study after you deduct them."

"Yes, officer, that would cost 20,000 yuan for one lesson. Who can afford it?"

"I have three children in my family. If you deduct our share, we won't even have enough to eat. Please be kind, please!"

The young traffic officer retorted, "There's only three points left, and you still haven't learned your lesson? Since you dared to go on the road, you should accept the bet and admit defeat. Why do you think you get such high salaries? Because your boss is stupid? What you're doing is illegal! Do you understand?"

But more than a dozen drivers were talking at once, each with their own difficulties. One of them, who was in his fifties, even knelt on the ground, causing the young policeman to quickly dodge away.

Seeing that there were no onlookers around, he thought there was no need to be so serious, so he said, "Alright, alright, wait a minute. My boss is here, I'll go ask him, you all stay here!"

The young traffic policeman walked over to the police car, knocked on the door, and asked, "Brother Wang, we caught too many people this time. Are they really sending them all to the inspection station for processing?"

But after waiting for a while, there was no response, so he lowered his head and stretched his neck to look into the police car.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong? Why are you always looking at your phone? Are you not letting me rest again?"

The police officer Wang, who was in his early fifties, did not answer his younger brother but handed over his mobile phone with a video playing on it for the young traffic policeman to watch together.

"What's this? A cold storage? Isn't this our jurisdiction? Hey! Hey!"

The video shows a live broadcast of the cold storage monitoring scene, even with sound.

With the appearance of those boxes of human corpses, the young traffic policeman was covered in cold sweat.

"Brother Wang, where did you get this video? It's creepy. It's fake, right? It's fake, right?"

Officer Wang just looked pale, frowned, and didn't answer.

After a while, Officer Wang said, "This live broadcast just popped up on my phone. I checked our WeChat group, and it seems like it popped up on every officer's phone. You should also see this video pop up when you open your phone."

"The content should be true."

Officer Wang played back a short clip of the video and said through gritted teeth, "The man who was hung, Kong Xiying, was a classmate of mine at the police academy."

"Brother Wang, what is this...what is this...ah...what is going on?"

Officer Wang waved his hand, turned off his phone, and shouted outside the police car, "Come here, everyone!"

The drivers of the 100-ton trucks immediately came running over.

"I won't punish you today, but I do ask one thing of you. You know the Xingquan Cold Storage? The one in the Dongwan factory area. Now, follow me and block all the exits of that cold storage. I'll let you go tonight."

"Officer, our truck is still loaded with goods. If we park it until night, the wheels will..."

"Either go or be punished, your choice."

"Okay...Okay, let's go, all of us."

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At the same time, the Tianjin Municipal Bureau.

The officer in the secretary's office knocked on the innermost door and said, "I'm reporting to you. We've verified it's someone sent by Chief Criminal. We've already dispatched officers to that cold storage, and several deputy commissioners are also on their way."

The old man in the room, wearing a red shirt and half his hair was white, looked at the sun that was almost at noon and said in a strong voice, "Prepare the car."

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"Master, the spreading is complete."

"Ah."

"As you requested, we restricted its dissemination. However, an unidentified 'script kiddie' forwarded the video, with one person forwarding it. After forwarding it, the person sent us a message, saying it was a help."

"Failed to prevent it? Can you find out who it was?"

"The other party's methods are very unique. The IP address we found jumped continuously, and conventional methods could not catch it. Now it has completely disappeared from the network."

"That's fine."

Liu Ke took out the "Prelude" from his backpack, held it with his right hand, and then wrapped his hand and the gun with an extra thick layer of bandage, even covering the outline of the gun.

He looked at the arrogant director in the surveillance video and sneered.

"It's time for us to appear."

(End of this chapter)