At that moment, I understood their intention.
They wanted to take pictures of the miserable state of my son and me and force Zhou Binchen to do something.
I knelt on the ground and begged the boss of the base, asking him to torture me severely.
Maybe I cried too miserably and was too annoying, so Xiao Ling, who had always been at odds with me and was also raised by a big shot, spoke up for me and I became the target of torture.
I am grateful to her. Letting me suffer is much better than watching my son suffer.
From then on, I was whipped and burned every day, and it was common for steel needles to pierce my entire fingernails.
If Ji Linting had examined me carefully before dismembering me, he would have discovered those scars.
But how could he notice it since he had been blinded by Qiao Zhixian at that time?
The nails on my hands and feet are long gone, leaving only bare skin.
The beatings I suffered in northern Myanmar lasted for half a month. At first I rolled on the ground and howled in pain, but in the end I numbly let them break my fingers. I was so numb that I didn't feel any pain and didn't let out a single scream.
When those beasts saw me lying motionless like a puppet, they completely lost interest in torturing me.
I still remember vividly that suffocating night when I was thrown back into the dungeon covered in wounds. I felt so desperate that I almost went crazy while holding my little son who had a high fever and was dying because he had not received any treatment.
At that time, I really hated Zhou Binchen.
Even though he protected me for nearly three years, he was also the one who put me in a situation worse than death.
I cried and begged them to find a doctor to treat the child.
In the end, I even shamelessly took off my clothes and begged the person who was guarding me to give my child a fever-reducing pill.
But the person guarding me blocked my last way.
They said Zhou Bingchen had AIDS, and so did I!
So no one in the base dares to touch me!
At that moment, my heart was dead. Holding my child in my arms, I felt like I had fallen into hell in extreme despair and fainted completely.
It wasn't until I woke up that I realized my son was gone.
The son who would hug my neck and kiss me non-stop is gone.
They didn't even return the child's body to me.
But within two days, the base was in chaos, and the police broke through the defense line and entered the core base that had been elusive for a long time.
The leaders who committed numerous crimes were arrested one by one.
All the victims were rescued one by one.
I listened to the victim next to me say that it was only after an undercover agent had been lurking for several years that they were able to successfully crack down on this gang.
I was in the hospital holding the ashes of my youngest son that Xiao Ling brought me, and I couldn't even shed tears.
Why? Why couldn't they rescue us a few days earlier?
Then my little Chenchen won’t die!
Thinking of the past, I burst into tears.
At this moment, Ji Linting knelt down on the floor and picked up the photos one by one. The photos on the ground were held in his palms again.
The sound of a man grinding on the sand rang in my ears, bringing me back to my senses.
"Where is that child now?"
Ji Linting looked up at Officer Li with anticipation, but I once again covered my heart with my hands in so much pain that I couldn't stand up straight anymore. I squatted down and cried uncontrollably.
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