Chapter 264: No emotion, just acting.
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The viewers in the live stream stared wide-eyed, and the screen was flooded with question marks, as if they were about to burst through the screen.
Traditional Chinese culture is normal.
However, combining traditional Chinese culture with an operating table, coupled with Zhang Mo's statement that it "only targets young, healthy, and beautiful teenagers," is highly abnormal.
At this point, no one questioned Zhang Mo anymore.
[Kidney harvesting?]
Organ trafficking?
[Rh-negative blood?]
Call the police!!!
"Kneel down!" Yang Qiang suddenly roared, his voice filled with a chilling ferocity, like the howl of a demon from hell.
The roar was like a heavy hammer blow to Lin Ahong's heart, making her tremble violently.
A man in white robes stepped out from behind Yang Qiang and unfurled a scroll in front of the terrified Lin Ahong.
On the scroll, the hideous characters written in cinnabar seemed like evil spirits that had come to life, baring their fangs and claws as they stared at Lin Ahong.
"Cover your ears, recite scriptures, pray fervently, and don't stop!" Yang Qiang's voice was filled with unquestionable authority, like a command coming from the depths of hell.
Lin Ahong bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, but she still slowly knelt down, covered her ears with trembling hands, and buried her head deeply.
At the same time, several men in white robes rushed forward like ghosts and roughly dragged Lin Xiaoqing away from Lin Ahong. Lin Xiaoqing struggled desperately, her thin body writhing in their hands like a trapped little animal.
He was brought to the operating table and ruthlessly pressed down onto the cold surface. The metal restraints clicked as they locked his limbs, as if a demon had placed shackles on him.
The black cloth that had isolated everything fell back down.
Because the camera was inside Lin Xiaoqing's eyes, netizens couldn't see the words on the scroll clearly before, but now they can clearly hear Lin Ahong's recitation.
Her voice trembled, filled with endless sorrow and despair, as she repeated the words on the scroll over and over again, each word seeming to be squeezed from her shattered chest—
"I was born a woman, my sins are heavy... I carried her for ten months, yet gave birth to a sick child... My blood is defiled, my gift to the gods is tainted... I offer myself as a sacrifice, begging the gods to punish me... I was born a woman, my sins are heavy... I carried her for ten months, yet gave birth to a sick child..."
Although everyone knew that these two were veteran actors, the live stream still went completely wild, with flames of anger burning in the hearts of every viewer.
Is this something a human being could say?
[Call the police! These devils must be put in jail!]
[If you're going to scam me, you're going to scam me, but there's no need to insult me like this!]
This is disgusting!
Am I the only one who finds this terrifying? The streamer is acting, but how many people have actually experienced these things before?
Even Zhang Mo frowned deeply upon hearing this: "Don't worry, I've already called the police, they'll be here soon."
But in fact, that's not the most terrifying thing.
Because something even more terrifying is happening to Lin Xiaoqing.
Several men in white robes skillfully peeled off Lin Xiaoqing's clothes and tightly attached more than a dozen electrode patches to Lin Xiaoqing's temples and chest.
A man in a white robe suddenly pressed the switch on the stun gun.
"Ah—" With the sound of the current being switched on, a strong current instantly penetrated Lin Xiaoqing's body, causing his body to arch uncontrollably, like a taut bow.
At this moment, Lin Ahong's recitation paused for a moment. Although she covered her ears tightly, she seemed to still hear her son's shouts.
But Yang Qiang, who was outside, immediately shouted angrily, "Don't stop! Speak louder! Do you want to kill your son?! I told you, if we stop halfway, he will die! Have you forgotten?"
Lin Ahong trembled violently like a frightened bird, immediately bowing and scraping, and hurriedly reciting again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I was born a woman, and my sins are heavy..." Her voice became more and more hysterical, and every word was choked with sobs, as if it were tearing her own soul apart.
If someone could look from the middle, they would see what an ironic and horrifying scene it is: the mother kneeling outside, loudly reciting her "sins" word by word, while the child inside is enduring inhuman torture and screaming in agony.
The mournful chanting and the piercing, heart-wrenching screams mingled together, echoing in the gloomy hall, sending chills down one's spine.
The people in white coats around the operating table looked at each other, fine beads of sweat glistening eerily in the pale light. They began to whisper among themselves, "Something seems off."
In fact, that's not quite right.
They've been using electric shocks on people for a long time; they're very professional at it.
At first, the screams were truly heart-wrenching and extremely loud, but they gradually subsided later, partly because the person was tired and partly because they were slowly giving in.
They want to use this thing to destroy a person's will and soul.
But Lin Xiaoqing was different. The more he screamed, the more miserable he became, and the louder his screams grew, with highs and lows and climaxes, as if he never got tired.
In fact, what they didn't know was that this little bit of pain was nothing to the person on the operating table today.
It lacks emotion, is all acting, and is even more terrifying than a real person's scream!
"Was the battery too high today?" a man in white robes asked cautiously, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
"Of course. Normally, you have to proceed gradually. It takes about half a month to see results with a moderate level of electricity, but today we went straight for the highest level."
"There's no other way! That old man is dying and needs this body to prolong his life! Hurry, don't worry about anything else!"
These few words instantly caused an uproar in the live stream.
[It really was organ trafficking!]
What does "normal times" even mean? Just how much of this have they actually done?!
Murder! Death penalty!
Zhang Mo smiled slightly. "Very good, that's enough for the general public to know."
"Lin Qing, it's time to close the net."
A simple sentence, transmitted through bone conduction in the eyeball, reached Lin Qing's ears.
The heart-wrenching screams stopped.
"Okay." That was Lin Qing's voice, sounding so relaxed and cheerful.
This stark contrast startled the viewers in the live stream. Before they could react, the live stream suddenly went dark—Lin Qing had closed his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the sounds of clashing metal, fierce fighting, and cries for mercy rose and fell from the darkness. The sounds were chaotic and disordered, yet they seemed like a righteous battle song.
When Lin Qing opened her eyes again, the live stream screen lit up again, just as the police arrived.
Everyone saw people lying on the ground, some clutching their wounds and groaning, others limp and unable to move.
Lin Qing and Lin Hong, the two siblings, stood hand in hand by the wall, looking innocent, and said, "We're so scared."
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