After returning from the world of cultivation, I went crazy killing people

Chapter 216 Computer Technician

Thinking of this, Shen Yu closed her eyes, and her consciousness expanded outward with her as the center. Within a few seconds, Shen Yu saw the situation of Ye Zhengyang and the others.

After checking the team that Ye Zhengyang and Liu Yang were in, I found no problems. There were no problems with the team that Xu Jiabei was in, the team that was second and the team that was third.

Not only that, Shen Yu also saw from his spiritual sense that they had used the money to buy three five-seater cars.

It looked like they would be fine in the short term, so where did her uneasiness come from?

Did something happen to my parents?

Shen Yu withdrew her consciousness and took out her cell phone from her small bag, but when she saw that there was no signal in the upper right corner of the phone, her whole face wrinkled.

Are all the people in this delta sick?

Why are there jamming devices everywhere?

Taking a deep breath, Shen Yu put her cell phone into her small bag, and her eyes fell on a telecommunications fraud organization not far away.

There should be computer technicians in a telecommunications fraud organization like this, right?

I think it shouldn't be a problem to restore the signal for her cell phone, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Yu moved and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

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Yang Biao is a computer technician. He has been deceived into this telecommunications fraud den for a year. During these long and painful days, he racked his brains and tried every possible way to escape from this hell on earth.

The result is predictable. Every escape ended in failure without exception.

Yesterday was his 35th escape, and it still ended in failure.

He was locked up in a solitary confinement cell by the leader of a telecommunications fraud ring. The so-called solitary confinement cell was actually just a suffocatingly small space of less than two square meters.

There was nothing in the room except a urinal that emitted a foul smell.

Yang Biao lay on the cold ground, dying, his body weak and powerless.

After he escaped last night and was caught, he was tortured with electric shocks and whippings, and his body was covered with bruises and blood.

With his dull eyes open, Yang Biao's gaze fell on the void of darkness. Time seemed to be infinitely stretched by the darkness, and he didn't know how much time had passed.

At this moment, his mind was in a mess. He felt pain in his body and a burning sensation in his stomach.

He had not eaten or drunk a drop of water since he was put in the solitary confinement cell. His stomach made protesting noises and his temples were throbbing.

Yang Biao tried hard to ignore the discomfort in his body, and his consciousness slowly sank into memories.

He recalled that he was once a young man full of vitality. He came to the big city with his dreams, but unexpectedly fell into the trap of telecommunications fraud.

Now he is trapped here, unable to contact the outside world, and doesn't even know if his family is still looking for him...

Just when Yang Biao was about to fall asleep, the door of the confinement cell was violently opened and he was dragged out of the darkness by two big men.

A basin of cold water was poured over his face, and his hazy consciousness suddenly became clear.

He heard the leader of the telecommunications fraud ring ask him in a mocking tone: "Are you still thinking of running away?"

The freezing cold water made Yang Biao shiver violently. Then he choked on the cold water and couldn't help coughing heart-wrenchingly.

The two big men let go of his arms and left him to fall to the ground, coughing violently.

The leader of the telecommunications fraud den slowly squatted down and lifted up Yang Biao's bloody and swollen face.

I patted his cheek gently with the back of my hand, as if teasing a poor puppy.

The chief said coldly: "Yang Biao, there is an old saying in China, 'If you don't accept a toast, you will be punished.'

If it weren't for the fact that you have the best computer skills in our organization, I would have gotten rid of you long ago just because you tried to escape the organization time and time again. There is no way you would have been allowed to live until now!"

Yang Biao's breathing became very weak. He looked at the leader with a sneer and said, "Then you might as well just kill me!"

The leader released his grip on Yang Biao and shook his head. "Of course I will kill you, but not now. You are still very useful. At least you need to develop the software I need."

"You're dreaming! I will never develop that harmful software for you!"

It was only after being caught in this telecommunications fraud den that Yang Biao realized that these people had been developing a fraud software.

That scam software is like a virus. As long as you use your mobile phone to scan a certain QR code they have created, the money in your phone will be transferred away in an instant.

If this scam software is developed, more people will be deceived.

When the leader heard what Yang Biao said, he snorted disdainfully, "That's not up to you. I have plenty of ways for you to research and develop!"

The leader signaled two big men to lift Yang Biao up. As long as he was not dead, they would let him go to his workstation. Their organization would not keep idle people.

While being dragged to the computer room in the fraud building, the leader seemed to have just remembered and threw a piece of bread and a bottle of water to Yang Biao.

Regardless of whether he could eat or not, the leader ordered the big man to take Yang Biao to the computer room.

As soon as he approached the computer room, he heard the crackling sound of keyboards. As soon as he entered, Yang Biao couldn't help sneezing. The smell of smoke was too strong.

There are dozens of computers in the room, each with a flashing screen that is dazzling.

When someone saw Yang Biao being escorted in, their subordinates paused, but when they saw the leader's cold face, they quickly turned their heads back.

Sitting back at the computer desk that had accompanied him for nearly a year, Yang Biao put the bread and water on the table, slowly opened the package and began to eat.

Without turning around, Yang Biao knew that many people in the room were secretly looking at him. There must be pity, reluctance and despair in their eyes, right?

Those who looked at Yang Biao quietly discovered that he seemed to be accustomed to it and didn't pay any attention to their gazes.

In fact, they admired Yang Biao in their hearts. After being electrocuted and whipped so many times, he still tried every means to escape. However, they did not have his perseverance, nor his computer skills.

The leader looked at Yang Biao eating slowly, a trace of impatience flashed across his face, "Don't play tricks, eat quickly, and study that software for me after you finish eating!"

Yang Biao picked up the water on the table and took a sip, then swallowed the bread in his mouth.

Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at the leader, and replied in a cold tone: "I have been electrocuted and whipped by you. My physical condition is very bad and I have a severe headache. In addition, there are too many codes and they are too disorganized. In my current state, I can't do it at all."

"Oh? Really?" After hearing this, the leader raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a cold smile.

Then, he reached into his waist and pulled out a sharp dagger, violently pulling out the blade that was flashing with a cold light, and then forcefully nailed the dagger into the table in front of him, making a dull sound.

The sound of typing on the keyboard in the room suddenly stopped, and there was a gasp beside Yang Biao and the leader, but it was quickly covered up by the sound of typing on the keyboard.

Yang Biao looked at the dagger nailed to the table, fear flashed across his eyes. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid. Who would want to die if they could live?

But he really had enough of this kind of life, he wanted to go home, he missed his parents.

So Yang Biao stiffened his neck and said stubbornly: "There is nothing I can do if you don't believe me. I just can't do it now."

"Ah!"

The leader smiled coldly, with a sinister look in his eyes that made people shudder. He pulled out the dagger on the table and, under Yang Biao's horrified gaze, stabbed it into his thigh!

"what!!!"

The scream was like a thunder, exploding suddenly in the computer room.

Yang Biao's face turned pale as paper in an instant, as if all the blood had been drained away.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid uncontrollably from his forehead, dripping onto the ground, forming a small puddle of water.

He covered the stabbed area tightly with his hand, but the blood still flowed down his thigh, quickly staining the surrounding ground red.

The smell of blood filled the air, making people feel suffocated.

The others in the computer room were really frightened this time. They stared at Yang Biao's miserable state with wide eyes, and their fear of the leader deepened.

"Swish!" The dagger was pulled out from Yang Biao's thigh by the leader, making a creepy sound.

As the dagger was pulled out, a stream of bright red blood splashed onto the leader's face, making him look even more hideous.