Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

Sun Jian thought to himself that the process was quite complicated.

However, this time the car didn't go very far.

On the other side of the town was a wasteland overgrown with waist-high weeds.

A dirt road cuts through the wasteland and leads to the woods further away.

Qing Ge's car was parked on the wasteland and the engine was off.

Soon, the walkie-talkie on his waist rang.

"Brother Qing, the goods have arrived."

Brother Qing picked up the walkie-talkie: "Bring it over."

A minibus drove up from the woods around the corner.

The old minibus was covered in mud and rust.

There is also a crack in the windshield.

This car is definitely a product from decades ago, because Lin Jianshen saw the blue car windows.

This color of glass was commonly seen in residential buildings in the early 2000s.

It looked extremely oppressive.

Later, due to its low light transmittance and the potential for causing psychological problems, it was quickly phased out.

I never expected that this old-fashioned car could still be driven.

The car stopped in the open space and the door opened.

Two armed men forced the passengers to get off the bus.

There were about twenty people.

Both men and women.

Some were young, while others looked to be in their forties and were slightly balding.

They were wearing different clothes—T-shirts, shirts, and one person was wearing a suit.

But the expressions on their faces were all the same: tired, bewildered, and panicked.

The weather was too hot, the long journey was tiring, and everyone was carsick, so they all looked unwell.

Some people squatted on the ground and dry heaved as soon as they got off the bus.

Some people looked around, trying to figure out where they were.

Several young girls' lips began to tremble, and they shrank into the crowd.

Brother Qing ignored all of this.

He waved his hand and ordered his henchmen, "Go, make them change their clothes."

One of the henchmen stepped forward and threw a large bag of things onto the open ground.

The package opened, revealing a brightly colored T-shirt, shorts, and slippers inside.

These were the same ones that Lin Jianshen and his group had transported by truck last time.

"Everyone come here!" the henchman shouted. "Change your clothes and shoes! Take off your watches and jewelry!"

Those people stood there, stunned, and no one moved.

The younger brother frowned and raised his voice: "Are you deaf? Come and change your clothes!"

He raised the gun slightly.

Those people finally made a move.

Under the direction of another underling, they lined up and walked over one by one.

Squatting on the ground, she rummaged through the clothes that suited her.

Then, in front of everyone, she stripped down to only her underwear and put on new clothes.

Qing walked over to Sun Jian, lit a cigarette, and said, "In other areas, these people just need to change into slippers when they come in."

"Our industrial chain is more complete, so there are more regulations here."

"Even your clothes need to be changed."

Sun Jian asked, "Why are you changing into slippers?"

Brother Qing explained, "Firstly, to prevent them from having placed tracking devices or something similar on the soles of their shoes, and secondly, to prevent them from escaping."

"You can't run fast wearing slippers."

He smiled, a cruel glint in his eyes: "So we can catch them and use them to teach others."

The "class" he was referring to was inflicting various horrific punishments in front of a large audience.

Brother Qing took a drag of his cigarette and continued to share his experience: "For some troublemakers who don't listen at first, just shave their heads."

"A bald head is conspicuous; even if someone tries to run away, they'll spot them immediately."

"The surrounding businesses depend on us for their livelihood, so they'll help us catch them too."

Those young girls also stripped naked in public and changed into ill-fitting clothes.

Brother Qing waved his hand, and someone brought them over.

"Raise your heads, everyone, and call me 'Big Brother'."

After listening to both girls, Qing Ge pointed to two and commented, "Their voices and looks are alright. Let's keep them for third-party account nurturing."

In the "pig butchering" scams perpetrated by telecom fraudsters, the perpetrator often cultivates the persona of a single woman.

"Pig" is one side, "persona" is the other.

The salesperson in charge of "slaughtering the pig" actually detaches himself from the situation and carries out the "slaughtering" with an absolutely rational mindset.

Therefore, it is called a third party.

There weren't any high-quality girls in this batch.

If so, these girls are both a persona and the people responsible for "slaughtering" the pig.

This creates a stronger sense of immersion and allows for video calls anytime, anywhere.

They are somewhere between a second party and a third party.

That's why it's called 2.5 square.

It belongs to a vertically segmented business.

In the park managed by Brother Qing, 2.5 square meters are usually prepared for certain high-net-worth individuals.

To create a "persona," you need to post selfies and share life experiences on social media regularly to make your persona more three-dimensional and layered.

What he just said about "cultivating an account" is that you should start building your persona from now on.

There will be someone specifically to take their photos and write the captions.

Then those employees posted it on social media.

You can't use WiFi when sending it; you have to use mobile data.

Moreover, the timing must be staggered, and the batches must be distributed in stages.

To avoid account suspension.

Years later, when others see their social media accounts, they will realize that this is not a new account.

I've been posting this on my WeChat Moments for years.

This will greatly reduce their vigilance.

Judging from the pictures and captions on social media, people with this kind of thinking and life insights must be well-educated.

It has absolutely no connection to fraud.

Therefore, the target audience is particularly vulnerable to being deceived.

Of course, some people in third-party businesses still haven't let their guard down.

In critical moments, they will make voice or video calls to confirm whether the other person is the right person.

This is where these girls come in handy.

Therefore, their living conditions and work comfort will be better than others.

Telecommunications fraud involves a series of traps, each designed to exploit people's desires.

Each layer is packaged by a dedicated person, which is very clever.

That's why some people always fall for it.

"Pig butchering scams" are mostly about getting money.

When there aren't enough employees, or when there's a need to expand, they might be after you as a person.

Some of these people were brought here in this way.

Among them, some are gamblers.

The most despairing thing for a gambler is not losing everything, but the social death that follows the separation from their family.

All his relatives and friends avoided him like the plague, fearing that he would shamelessly come to their house to borrow money.

For such people, there is no other way but to borrow money to make up for their losses.

Gamblers never regret sitting at the gambling table; they only regret playing the wrong cards.

People were unwilling to lend him money, fearing that they would get involved with him, associate with shady characters, and incur his gambling debts.

Or they may be subjected to endless harassment by debt collectors.

As a result, these gamblers were gradually ostracized and shut out by their own families.

At this point, he was already socially dead.

At this point, we can get rid of the person.

Even if these gamblers disappear, everyone will just breathe a sigh of relief and feel that out of sight, out of mind.

As time went by, this person gradually disappeared.

No one will mention him anymore.

He will work illegally here and be abused.

day to day.

Until they die in despair.

These things were actually predetermined when they made their desperate gamble.

Some roads, once embarked upon, offer no turning back.

After everyone had changed their clothes, Brother Qing ordered one of his underlings to drive a pickup truck to collect the clothes and shoes that had been taken off and to burn them elsewhere.

Take the jewelry and watches and sell them.

After giving his instructions, he waved his hand and said, "Take them to the park and get them medical checkups tomorrow."

The park would certainly not be so kind as to care about their health.

The purpose of a physical examination is to conduct further screening.

A lucky few selected will work at the Gundam factory, disassembling parts on the assembly line.

The remaining people will be assigned to work as salespersons.

Some of them will go to work as factory workers in flour mills.

Those two girls, who are average-looking and have average voices, can go and have children for other people.

There are two types of surrogacy: complete and incomplete.

Given their circumstances, they usually don't do the complete thing.

You need to be good-looking to be able to do the complete thing.

Brother Qing would occasionally keep a few for his own amusement, and when he got tired of them, he would reward the management.