If nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected is bound to happen.
It was obvious that Liu Eleven was suspecting me.
I met his gaze and said calmly, "Inspector, I've been drinking in the dorm all this time. Besides, I'm not the only one who knows martial arts."
"Is that so? You never left the dorm even for a moment?" Liu Eleven walked in, rummaging through the mess of snacks on the table, then kicked an empty bottle on the floor.
"These things were brought by my cousin yesterday. If you don't believe me, you can ask Yan Zi." I pointed to the box of snacks in the corner.
Liu Eleven stared at the flushed face of Chen Weiqiang. "What are you doing here? In the middle of the night, not sleeping in your dorm but coming here to drink?"
"I couldn't sleep and wanted to come over and have a few drinks with him and talk about Lulu," Chen Weiqiang said, holding a disposable plastic cup and forcing a bitter smile. His eyes were filled with depression, reflecting deep sorrow.
"You better not be lying to me!" Liu Eleven shot him a fierce glare and then ordered, "Search!"
"Sorry about this," said one of the thugs I knew, who came in and started searching everywhere.
My dorm only had some clothes and snacks, so even if they turned it upside down, they wouldn't find what they were looking for.
After a while, the thugs, unable to find anything, went to the bathroom, then focused on the toilet tank.
Our eyes stayed fixed on the door, not daring to look anywhere else for fear of giving something away. We were extremely nervous but had to pretend to be calm, like drunk idiots. I envied Bayi, who was asleep and didn't have to act. We were so tense we could die, but he slept soundly like a pig.
A faint snore cut through the silence, making it particularly irritating at that moment.
Liu Eleven, annoyed, kicked Bayi hard. "Crash!" Bayi fell flat on his back, rubbing his butt as he sat up.
"What's going on? An earthquake?" he said, looking dazed.
"You drunk pig! How much did you drink to be this wasted?" Liu Eleven, having nowhere to vent his anger, slapped Bayi, making him dizzy.
"Inspector, there's nothing hidden," reported the thug, who had taken apart the toilet tank.
"Everyone, get downstairs!" Liu Eleven turned and left the dorm, with the other thugs quickly following.
Other dorms were searched similarly, but finding nothing, they called us to gather on the field for a lecture.
"Let's go, or we'll get beaten if we're late." I couldn't help but laugh, looking at the still-sleepy Bayi.
Bayi rubbed his butt and muttered, "Damn, got beaten again. Is sleeping a crime?"
"Apparently, it is. It pissed off Liu Eleven." Screwdriver chuckled.
We narrowly escaped disaster, and the weight lifted from our hearts.
When we reached the field, it was already crowded with people. At the center, several men and women were tied to poles.
"What's going on?" I was confused and turned to find Wrench but saw Mao Dinglun pushing Cuiniu over.
Mao Dinglun! It really was him!!
So, the one I killed in the basement was a thug who just looked like him.
Damn! Was this another trap by Yang Lianting?
Screwdriver, seeing Mao Dinglun, was shocked, "He's still alive!"
Yes, we had been tricked by that psycho Yang again!
Liu Eleven shouted into a loudspeaker, "This is what happens when you try to escape. Watch closely, especially you new guys! Today, I'm going to show you an exciting game to open your eyes and clear your heads!"
At his command, several thugs untied the men, stripped them, and ordered them to engage in a public display of "sword fighting."
"Move quickly!"
Seeing them hesitate, the thugs kicked them to the ground. "Stop dawdling, or I'll cut it off."
Under the beating and threats, the men stood up, lined up, and started the indecent act. The women were also forced into humiliating acts, wearing crude toys to assault their male counterparts.
The field filled with screams of agony. The spectators turned away, unable to watch such inhumane scenes.
I couldn't stand this depravity and looked for familiar faces in the crowd. I heard some people were missing from our area, not including the battered Cuiniu.
The people from other areas seemed to have suffered too.
Er Fatty was on the edge, staring blankly at Liu Eleven, lost in thought. Wrench and Abu were maintaining order nearby.
Thank heavens Wrench was okay, and we were still alive. Our plan was to escape with Abu's help, but...
Now, I just wanted to understand how Yang Lianting escaped and what was going on with the tied-up people.
Would anyone be stupid enough to hijack a medical ship on international waters?
"The sun is about to rise. Let's have the cooks prepare a special breakfast for you! This breakfast has a fancy name: Live Flesh Lotus! Hahaha!" Liu Eleven laughed maniacally, his bloodthirsty eyes terrifying.
Live Flesh Lotus? I looked at the groaning women on the ground and shuddered. Just hearing the word "lotus" made me think of women, let alone "live flesh lotus"...
"Ahhhh!"
A horrific scream pierced the air as a woman being tortured passed out.
Liu Eleven sneered, "Pour ice water on her."
Someone quickly brought ice water and dumped it on her head, reviving her. The thug continued to torment her, eventually pulling out her uterus. The excruciating pain made her pass out again, with blood flowing everywhere.
"Boil the flesh lotus!"
The thugs brought a large iron pot, filled it with water, and threw in a stunned cobra, followed by the bloody uterus. They added cooking wine and spices, lit the gas, and started boiling.
"Ugh!" I hid in the crowd, vomiting uncontrollably.
This was beyond brutal and bloody, something no human could do!
Even the devil would bow down to them!
"Wow," the woman next to me collapsed, sobbing into her hands.
Those at the front, vomiting loudly, were beaten by the thugs.