"Speak!"
The police who came in just stared at him. In the dim interrogation room, the glaring light shone directly into Lao Huang's eyes.
"What do you want to hear? The intelligence we obtained? Or how we killed him?"
Unable to see Jiang Cha, the spy who had been lurking for many years quickly regained his composure. He spoke nonchalantly, knowing that he would not survive, so it didn't matter!
"Have you heard of the 'Guerrilla Core Training Class'? These people were hiding throughout Sichuan Province. We were the last batch in October 1949. When we graduated, each of us was given several boxes of ammunition.
During the riots of 1950, our orders were to not participate in the activities and to remain silent.
Later, in order to forge our identities, we came up with a way to go to train stations, long-distance bus stations, guesthouses, bridge tunnels, etc. in other provinces to find some people who came to the city to do odd jobs, visit relatives, or wander around.
Kill them and replace them with our own. Over the years, we have all acquired new identities and lurked in various places. We don't usually contact each other, but if something happens, we'll leave a mark at the Yanshikou People's Cinema.
The poster board over there is changed every week, and there are often some people booking the whole place out with various marks on it, so people don’t pay much attention to it.
After 23 years of using the name Huang Laoshi, I almost forgot I was Wang Xingan, a student in the third class of the Military Control Commission's guerrilla cadre training class.
"What did you do before you started the training class? And why did you kill so many girls?"
"Damn it, damn it all women. I was only 13, and they weren't human. Kill them all, all of them!"
"Watch your attitude and tell the truth about why you killed someone."
Old Huang or Wang Xing'an continued to explain, breathing heavily, staring with his eyes wide open and gritting his teeth for a long time.
'In 1947, when I was 13 years old, I joined the Security Army to make a living. Who would have thought that I would be sent by the then captain to serve a widowed woman?
The woman's brother is the deputy leader of the gang and is very powerful. The damn captain sent me there, thinking I was just a henchman, but who would have thought that woman was a pervert.
She slept with me, slept with me, and then locked me up in the backyard. That's when I met Du Ping, who had been arrested for four months.
During that time, she tortured us every day. She was simply not a human being. She made us serve her together. If she was not satisfied with us, she would beat us. We could not even leave the yard, let alone escape.
Later, she started to play bigger and bigger, and even found some women like her. As the number of people increased, we could no longer hold on, so she forced us to drink drugs. The tiger and wolf drugs made them taste the sweetness.
She poured more and more drugs into her until she couldn't stop taking medicine, so she found a new man. She threw us into a brothel to work as waiters. Watching the people coming and going every day, Du Ping and I became increasingly frightened, so we took advantage of the Communists' attack and fled.
When the Military Control Commission's training class was recruiting, we both signed up. At the time, there were no good people among the participants. They held classes everywhere under the guise of learning about the Communist guerrillas.
Those who came were ruffians, gang members, remnants of the Huang Xie Army, or people from buildings like ours.
Anyway, we were officially recognized, and upon graduation, we were each given a few boxes of ammunition. We were ready to go back for revenge, but that bitch and her brother had fled to Taiwan.
Later, our superiors asked us to quietly change our identities. Over the years, they married, had children, and lived a comfortable life. But who could understand Du Ping and me? We were ruined by that bitch!
Later, when there were orders, we would go out to work; when there were no orders, we would go to work and go home. While others had wives and children at home, we would tie up a few women and torture them whenever we were in a bad mood.
This kind of pleasure can make us excited. Over the years, we have killed many of them and started throwing them into the mountains, and the beasts have been dealt with.
Later, Du Ping said that placing them there would be more artistic, a kind of broken beauty. So we disposed of them and buried them in Du Ping's house.
Jiang Cha listened in the observation room, her face filled with embarrassment. These two had been completely ruined by a group of women. Well, her three perspectives were completely ruined. This was simply outrageous (and wonderful).
I secretly looked at the leaders in the room. They all had expressionless faces. They must have seen big scenes before. Look at Comrade Ermao, he was shocked as if he was struck by lightning.
The innocent boy has too little experience. Look at her, thank the Internet for teaching her over the years, and thank her mobile phone for being destroyed when the pig farm exploded, allowing her to remain innocent in this world!
"Well, how did you find your target? Several families have reported the disappearance to the police, saying it was very strange. How did you do it?" The questioning continued, and everyone wanted to know how they locked onto the target.
"Some of us pick out single girls on the train, and if we find any good ones, we sell them to Lao Ha. Lao Ha was a professional in this business before liberation, selling girls to brothels."
In recent years, we have been doing quite well by selling people to the mountain villages or to families with problems. If we find someone we like, we will keep him and play with him for a while.
On the train, I pretended to be a hooligan and took advantage of the girl, leaving some marks on her body. This is a formula I discovered accidentally. If you put it on your body and walked past us, you can smell it as long as you are wearing the medicine bag.
Over the years, we've been doing all sorts of things, and whoever we come across we'll drug and knock them out and take them away. This is the money for everyone's activities, so we're pretty enthusiastic about the work.
When you investigate the case, you will narrow down the target and focus on one person. We have developed more than 300 downline members over the years.
Of course you can't find it in such a large area. You have to know that if you are a salesperson today, you may be a promoter in a cinema tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow you may be the receptionist in a guesthouse.
How did you find them? We intercepted quite a few people like this, and most people thought we were timid. Is there anything else you want to ask? For the rest, you can ask my boss, who was arrested a few days ago.
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