I'm not a good person.

Area C

The electric light above the head gave off a dim light, and the dirty walls were covered with bloodstains from the past. The doors of the rooms originally used as prisons were all opened. Directly opposite the entrance to room C212, a dark-skinned young man sat on the table in the corridor.

He put his feet on the table, his left hand drooped and swayed in boredom, he held a wooden stick in his right hand and looked down at the table, listening to the report of the person in front of him.

"All caught. Only two were left behind. Ackerman lost them." The red-haired man lowered his head and reported to Pearson. Pearson oh-ed and continued to tap the table with the stick without saying anything, as if he didn't care at all.

The red-haired man lowered his head again: "Should not be gone. If we look again..."

"It doesn't matter. If lost, then just be lost." Pearson said, "Letting those people return to the town 'alive' is our goal. Anyway, they have been injected with new germs."

The red-haired man raised his head, the man's face was completely exposed, half like angel and half like devil. The man's face is supposed to be good-looking, his half like angel face is his original appearance. His straight eyebrows, deep eyes, and thin lips are particularly eye-catching. But the other half like devil's face had traces of burns and was covered in red bumps, like bright red □□ skin, which made people sick to look at.

But when Pearson looked at the red-haired man, his expression did not change at all, as if the person standing in front of him was a very ordinary person, not a poor man whose appearance was completely ruined by experiments.

It was his attitude that made the red-haired man willing to obey the orders of this boy who was nearly ten years his junior.

Respect, has always been an easy thing to win people's hearts.

The red-haired man asked: "Green hasn't come yet?"

Speaking of Green, Pearson also frowned and began to mutter: "Not yet. It's much later than expected. Did something happen ma? If I had known earlier, I should have brought him here in person. The group of outsiders have already arrived as planned. It's just short of him, this guide. Could it be that he encountered those guys and was..."

The more Pearson talked, the more anxious he became. He kept tapping the table with the stick in his hand. Looking closely at the table, there were many dents left there that could be seen. At a glance, it was clear that Pearson had jabbed them. The red-haired man had long been accustomed to Pearson's anxious look. He took a step back and said nothing, pretending that he didn't exist.

"That won't do, I have to go and take a look." Pearson stood up and said.

The red-haired man asked: "Go out to look?"

Pearson: "No, he should be here already. Ann said he left town long ago in wheelchair."

Red-haired man: "Lost?"

Pearson: "Maybe. I'll go take a look."

The red-haired man stopped Pearson: "I'll go ba. Although Green and I are not very familiar, we have met a few times. I can bring him here. You continue to stay here, they still need someone to keep an eye on."

Pearson thought for a while and agreed: "Then leave it to you, Bourne."

Bourne smiled: "Don't worry. I have lived in this underground prison for two years, and have lived the longest here. No one is more familiar with this place than me."

Pearson: ...

Yes, no one is crazier than you too.

"If you see outsiders, don't kill them," Pearson reminded.

Bourne: "Don't worry, I understand."

Short-term mercy is for the sake of more deaths. He knows.

The other side.

Rong Zheng pushed Bai Leshui's wheelchair forward, and Lin Song, who had been unlucky several times in a row, followed him slowly. He no longer dared to lead the way, although it would be easier to get clues that way. After turning a corner, someone could be seen just in front. It was an NPC from the underground floor.

At first, Rong Zheng thought it was someone from here, so he hurriedly retreated and hid. In a place like this that seems to be the enemy camp, be careful if possible, it's best not to expose the whereabouts.

But after hiding and observing secretly, Rong Zheng discovered that something seemed wrong.

It was a man in a white coat, who looked like a doctor.

But the white coat on the other party's body was covered with dark bloodstains and holes. His figure was stooped, his outstretched hands were skinny, and his face turned black. Compared with a doctor, he looked more like a doctor who was about to die soon.

This look was really weird, so Rong Zheng took a few more glances and found the doctor had chains around his ankles, and there were scars carved with a knife on his outstretched arms.

That's a string of numbers: 287392394.

It seems to be a number.

Rong Zheng silently wrote down the numbers.

The doctor came to get something. He took out a medical bag from the box and held it in his arms. He walked forward breathlessly. When he got tired, he squatted down to rest, which made him look more like he was dying patient.

Bai Leshui kept his eyes closed. He didn't know what was happening. When Rong Zheng held his hand, he quietly drew a question mark on the palm.

Rong Zheng turned back to look at Bai Leshui, whose brows were slightly furrowed, and understood what he meant.

Seeing the person walking further and further away, Rong Zheng lowered his voice and spoke to Lin Song, but he was actually explaining to Bai Leshui: "The man in white coat looks like a doctor. He is walking in the opposite direction and won't meet us, it is a bit strange."

Lin Song, who thought that the other party was asking for his opinion, felt extremely flattered and quickly responded in a low voice: "It should be the researchers who are doing experiments here. It's very strange, like a prisoner."

"He is a prisoner." Rong Zheng squeezed Bai Leshui's hand and replied in a low voice, "There are chains around his ankles."

Lin Song was startled and immediately looked over, sure enough he saw thick chains on the man's exposed ankles.

Then the next second, he heard a roar, which frightened Lin Song to immediately retracted his neck.

"What are you doing ne!"

This sound also frightened Bai Leshui. Now Bai Leshui's hearing has basically recovered, but he hasn't found the time to open his eyes yet, so he keeps pretending to be silent. He was so frightened by the sound that he almost reflexively opened his eyes. Then stopped in time.

Rong Zheng rubbed Bai Leshui's hand, because Lin Song was so nervous he didn't notice, he (RZ) touched it again: "It's okay, not talking about us."

Bai Leshui breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Song quietly poked his head around, and sure enough he saw someone glaring at the man squatting on the ground and resting.

The person who came was a woman, in her twenties, the apparence is very beautiful. Wearing a jet black vest, the vest was obviously not a women's one. It looked a little fat on her body, and when she moved her hands and feet, a little bit of the skin under the clothes was exposed. Some places that shouldn't be seen can see a few pieces. Even Lin Song, who only likes men, is embarrassed to keep staring.

However, even if you see it, the exposed skin of a woman will not make people feel lustful. Because the skin that should have been white and smooth is covered with various scars, and the two thighs exposed by wearing shorts are even covered with scars, there are several cross marks, especially the inner thighs are full of them, let people tremble in fear when looking at it, simply can't imagine how terrible a woman looks when she suffers these injuries.

"Please, I can't do it anymore, let me rest, just for a while." The man in white coat begged.

"Rest for while." The woman tilted her head and stepped on the man's face indifferently. "Back then, I asked you all to let me go once, but you guys didn't let me go ba. I let you live, which is the greatest mercy. If you didn't know some medical skills and could help us continue regulate the body and study the epidemic, you would have been stabbed by us a long time ago. Get up for me now! Trash!!"

The white coat lowered his head with a fearful expression. He stretched out his trembling hands to grab the bag and stood up slowly.

"Too slow." The woman took out the whip from her waist and gave the man a hard lash.

One whip, two whips, three whips.

The man begged, but the woman seemed to be addicted, and kept whipping the whip. The underground prison echoed with the sounds of men's waile for mercy and the sounds of women's happy laugh.

Bai Leshui heard this and grabbed Rong Zheng's hand a little tighter. Rong Zheng comforted him silently.

Lin Song, who no one wanted to pay attention to, glanced at the woman's expression, retracted his head with lingering fear, and whispered: "Crazy. That woman is definitely crazy."

"It's normal for her to be crazy." Rong Zheng said.

Lin Song: "Why?"

Rong Zheng didn't answer. When Bai Leshui reached out and pinched his finger, Rong Zheng sighed slightly and said, "I didn't intend to tell you this kind of thing. It'll dirty your ears."

Bai Leshui, who doesn't plan to be told: But I want to know.

Lin Song, who misunderstood that it was him, turned red again: "It doesn't matter to me. And if you go through dungeons, anything can be encounter. It's better to know a little bit."

Warning: Mention of humain traffic (?), drugs and forced prostitution

Rong Zheng, who completely ignored Lin Song, explained to Bai Leshui: "I saw a lot of cross marks on her thighs. It should be said that they are not crosses, but X. It means marked."

Bai Leshui continued to draw question marks on Rong Zheng's hand, he still didn't understand.

Lin Song pursed his lips, his face uncertain: "I think I understand."

Rong Zheng still ignored Lin Song and continued: "I met a criminal gang abroad before. They would abduct girls and force them to sell. When they (girls) are forced, they (gang) like to play with marks, one time, one X. When the painting is full, it means it is 'used'." When painting, it always start from the thigh.

The women who experienced this kind of 'baptism' were all rebellious girls who would rather die than be sold. And if these girls refuse even after being beaten, they will be treated like life worse than death. Even if the rescue is successful, the girls who are in better condition need to receive psychological counseling, while the girls who are in bad condition will collapse immediately.

If they can still persist to not yield, then it will come even more straightforward. An intramuscular injection, they became addicted, if one really asked her to be a pig and lick the floor, she will do it.

Under double humiliation, a girl's life will be ruined.

But even if such a person is caught, according to foreign laws, they will still go to the prison to eat, drink, talk nonsense, and show off their past "accomplishments" as an honor to their fellow inmates.

This is why Rong Zheng, who has been dealing with gouvernment personnel, is fed up with this kind of work. He would rather accept private commissions and let the victim's family seek justice on their own.

As a result, he made a mistake and was discovered by his friend from the police station, who gave him a warning letter. Someone in China happened to contact him recently, so Rong Zheng chose to return to China and take on a new commission.

A very interesting commission related to passing through.

His friend who studied profiler always said that he was very extreme.

Rong Zheng admitted, he never thought he was a good person.

In some ways, he even thinks that he is more suitable to be a bad guy.

"The life of villain, how great it would be if you leave it to me." Rong Zheng, who was thinking like this, opened his mouth to said this.

Lin Song looked at Rong Zheng blankly, not understanding what he meant.

Bai Leshui understood. He took Rong Zheng's little finger and squeezed it hard.

What nonsense are you talking about? There are other players here ne. If you expose me, be careful that I'll beat you to death.

Rong Zheng smiled good-naturedly and remained silent.

The author has something to say:

Bai Leshui: Actually, I am a good person.

Rong Zheng: I don't think I'm a good person.

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Regarding the story about criminal gangs, the stupid author look at CSI story collection, saw such a case, and it was adapted from it.

Those girls are really miserable. After being beaten because of disobedience, a few people will be found to give them a 'teaching lesson'. If they are still disobedient, they are given something addictive, then they will basically give in.

Living in a dirty and chaotic place, living in darkness until death or rescue. Even if they are rescued, it is not the end for those addicted girls, but the beginning of another hell. Some are addicted and choose to sell themself in order to get money to buy those things.

The X is a fabrication. It only exists here as evidence of being hurt.

Also, in the CSI story, these girls met netizens and ended up like this. So please be careful, don't trust strangers. Especially those netizens who claim to be rich, handsome and only fall in love with you and are willing to buy half of Jinjiang for you.

In addition, major children are recommended to look at CSI Story Collection, which is very good.

If you are underage, please don't look.

Because that TV series, the anatomy and so on, were too real and caused discomfort. The stupid author couldn't eat when looking for the first time. Later, mama and I got used to it, and we could eat braised pork ribs while watching the coroner remove the pork ribs.

Seriously, the models are super realistic.