Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 734 A Plan Inspired by Reflections

A coffee shop, with a small private room.

"Brother, save me! Please, please transfer the money to them!"

"what!"

"Brother, please help me one last time, just one last time!"

"what!"

"Brother, if you send another 300,000, they will let me go back!"

On the small phone screen, a scene was playing where a young man was kneeling on the ground, pleading desperately. His hands and feet were handcuffed with ropes, and someone next to him was whipping him with a thick electrical wire.

It happened very quickly and violently.

Then the scene shifts, and a bald man with thick eyebrows and big eyes appears in the frame, looking cheerful like a businessman who makes money through amiable means.

"Dude, your brother stole money from our company and then gambled it all away at the casino. 300,000 yuan, transfer the money to us and we'll release your brother."

Li Xia's hands trembled as he gripped his phone, gritting his teeth as he said, "Didn't we already give you 500,000 last time?"

The bald man touched his bald head and chuckled, "Last time it was about another company, I didn't know anything about it and it's none of my business. Now it's your brother who stole money from our company, if you want to leave, you'll have to pay up."

Li Xia took a deep breath and said, "Okay, have my brother come over. I need to talk to him for a bit."

"Didn't we just meet? What's there to talk about? Just send the money."

"No, I have something to ask him."

"Just tell me what's wrong."

“Have him come over here and tell me in front of me how much money he owes you.”

The moment he finished speaking, the other party unilaterally cut off the video.

A few minutes later, the other party sent a video showing Li Xia's younger brother kneeling on a cement floor being beaten, repeatedly begging for mercy and asking his family to send him money.

A few minutes later, the other party sent a message saying that they had met Li Xia's request and that he should quickly transfer the money to the bank card number they had previously sent.

“Brother Li, you can’t pay this money. It’s endless. Even if you give them the money, they’ll keep asking for more. If you don’t give it to them, they’ll beat you. In the end, you’ll be completely drained.” After witnessing Lin Yu’s ordeal, photographer Xiao Zhao naturally assumed it was a bottomless pit.

For these people who have lost all moral compass, any way to make money is a no-brainer. Releasing the pigs is never as profitable as selling them to another company. Regardless of whether the next company can extract more money from the pigs' families, at least they've received the money from selling the pigs.

Li Xia smiled bitterly: "I don't have any money left to pay them."

"Let's call the police first, yes, let's call the police first! Brother Li, have you called the police yet? Let the police get involved, maybe there's still a chance to salvage the situation!" Xiao Zhao was thinking of ideas haphazardly, unaware that in cases where the victim is detained abroad, the domestic police really have no way to help. At most, they can only contact the foreign embassy, ​​and the success rate is basically zero.

"Having come this far, do you still have any illusions about the police?" Li Xia said coldly.

"What should we do then?" Xiao Zhao slumped onto the sofa, his face falling.

Li Xia said viciously, "The only way now is to go to Anxi and find those luxury villas, one by one, and take hostages to make them exchange one for one! These people care about clan but not humanity. Using the life of one of their clan members can at least get my brother back."

This was, after all, a criminal act, so Xiao Zhao couldn't say anything.

Zhang Yang said in a deep voice, "Can you guarantee that the relatives of the hostage you've kidnapped are doing business in Myanmar?" Li Xia's eyes reddened, his expression one of life or death: "Before taking action, I'll test the waters first. That place is a complete scam hub. Catching them all at once is an exaggeration, but arresting them one by one would definitely not be a mistake!"

Knowing that the other party had made up their mind, and that they were both adults, Zhang Yang didn't say anything. They exchanged contact information as usual, and then he called Xiao Zhao and left.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Yang lay on the sofa, holding a cigarette case in one hand and a match in the other. He tried several times to light the cigarette but failed. Finally, he sighed and threw the items on the ground.

She took out her phone and listlessly scrolled through Douyin until she saw the news article "Rich Second Generation in KM City Scams a Mother and Daughter in Misfortune," which slightly moved her.

Zhang Yang is a well-traveled journalist, and such tragic events are not unfamiliar to her, so she did not pay much attention to the suffering of the person involved.

After observing the release times of several articles and videos, she was shocked to discover that in such a short period of time, such an ordinary news story about a patient who couldn't afford medical expenses—something that happens every day in hospitals across the country—had stirred up a huge storm on the internet, resulting in a massive public opinion effect.

Whether it's text, pictures, news, or short videos, the internet is flooded with discussions about this incident. Even some completely unrelated but incredibly popular live streams will casually mention it during their broadcasts.

The result was obvious: within two days of the initial video being released, the poor mother and daughter had received over a million yuan in online donations, and even nationally renowned hospitals had extended offers to them.

"Through the mobile internet, a method that can spread rapidly like a virus in an extremely short time, tens of millions of eyes are focused on that person, and from now on, that person has no choice..."

Relating this to himself, Zhang Yang felt he had found a way to get Lin Yu out of the scam zone in Myanmar.

Immediately, Zhang Yang sought out photographer Xiao Zhao to discuss the next steps.

"Xiao Zhao, it's obvious this can't be resolved privately. We need to think of other ways," Zhang Yang said slowly, unlocking his phone and looking at the several live-streaming apps on the screen.

Given the current domestic environment, even though Zhang Yang and others followed the clues and went to Anxi, known as the hometown of fraud, to beg for help, it was all to no avail. This was only because Lin Yu's mother, Sister Liu, had already made a full compensation as requested by the other party.

Hundreds of thousands of RMB were transferred, but Lin Yu was not released; instead, he was resold to another company.

After changing hands several times, the amount of compensation paid out kept increasing until the family was completely drained of their savings.

It's fair to say that this group of people has completely abandoned any sense of discipline.

What is conscience? Can it be exchanged for money?

So, it's nothing at all.

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Xiao Zhao gasped and stammered, "Sister Yang, you don't...you want to go to that place again, do you? Should we call...call the police?"

Zhang Yang shook his head, then nodded: "I'm not stupid enough to run into someone else's lair. Hmm, I need to put on some makeup and think differently!"

Xiao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he almost choked: "Sister, my dear sister, let's stop this nonsense. We know perfectly well how dangerous it is over there!"

Zhang Yang ignored him and continued explaining his plan: "I was thinking, could we pretend to be people lured by high-paying jobs in Myanmar, proactively contact the recruiters, and risk our lives to raid the heart of the scam operation? We could secretly do a live stream, which would definitely go viral online, putting social pressure on them and ultimately forcing them to return the money to the victims."

As he spoke, Zhang Yang turned his head and saw that Zhao, the photographer who had been with him for many years, was pale and his small eyes were filled with tears.

"Sister, I'm begging you, please don't think about it anymore, okay? Let's just handle things domestically. We really can't help with things abroad. Even the police can't do anything about it, so what can we do?" Xiao Zhao pleaded desperately.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang suddenly lost interest and waved his hand to end the meeting.

As Xiao Zhao left the room, she kept turning back, afraid that her boss might cause some trouble again.

(End of this chapter)