Just when most of the people in front of the TV had not even recovered from this shocking change, the live broadcast was cut off and turned black.
Before they could open their eyes wide and start cursing the behavior of "covering the lid", the screen switched.
[Romantic, justice...this seems to be the label that the French of this era have given themselves. 】
A French voice with a pure Parisian accent sounded. There seemed to be a strange force in the voice. Coupled with the music that sounded like the opening of a great poem, it actually gave people the feeling of a big-budget documentary, making people unconsciously want to be quiet. Watch quietly and listen attentively.
【And the saddest thing is - they seem to really believe it.】
At the end with an aria-like sighing tone, a French word "romance" in capital letters appeared in front of everyone's eyes along with two heavy drum beats that struck people's hearts, which shocked people.
The word gradually faded away.
The picture that emerged was of a face that was unrecognizable, swollen and purple. At this time, the face was twisted ferociously, with snot and tears flowing out uncontrollably. Looking at the expression, you can imagine how crazy he was going to come out of his mouth. shouted, but a ball of cloth blocked all his words.
[The 'romantic' Frenchman John washes himself clean every day, dresses like a college student, walks on the streets of 'romantic' France, and does his day-to-day work——]
The voice that sounded like a documentary narrator sounded.
【Search for prey.】
[They will show their romance as French men in front of tourists alone or in pairs.]
Several pictures flashed by, including pictures taken by Anxi and pictures of other people in the human trafficking gang who had the same function as John chatting up beautiful women.
Of course, in such a large human trafficking gang, John is not the only person responsible for finding prey. For example, the person who found Brian's daughters Jimmy and Amanda before was named Peter.
Of course, after being filmed as supplementary material, they had already died in unknown places - these dead people have not yet been discovered.
[Excellent strike-up skills can often allow them to obtain important information, such as tourists’ names, origins, hotel addresses...]
A few pictures of men and women chatting happily.
[There may be more information, but this is what they need...]
【Because this is enough.】
[After identifying the prey, the hunting dogs will go out. They will directly kidnap it and bring it to——]
There are a few pictures of people following girls who don’t look like good people at first glance.
The scene changed back to John's face, and the cloth that blocked his mouth was removed.
"The construction site is... the women's construction site, which is covered by construction work. Many people go there." John's voice sounded.
The cloth ball was stuffed again, and John had a look of horror on his face, but it didn't help. With a crisp sound, his veins burst out, and he convulsed uncontrollably.
[Yes, they call it a construction site.] The narrator's voice sounded again.
The scene changed, and a construction site with a large number of people appeared.
But everyone knows that this is not a real construction site, because all the excavation equipment here is parked in place, motionless, and the pale white lights are everywhere, and the people illuminated are particularly obvious - a lot of people are working on this construction site On the street, none of them wore uniforms or helmets.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
They were just queuing up in front of a very large, very long aluminum panel house, still holding money in their hands.
it goes without saying.
Most people almost immediately thought of the news that they were familiar with during this period and could almost memorize it - innocent people were brutally injured by murderers on the construction site, and two police officers died.
Innocent...people?
My mind was shocked.
And the documentaries on TV——
Yes, in this era, it can be called a superbly produced documentary.
It will also be a documentary known to the world and passed down forever.
This documentary, based on France's face, doesn't give them any time to breathe.
Amidst the intense music, the narration sounded, as if he knew what the people watching the live broadcast were thinking...
[Twenty-three hunting dogs and two policemen who knew the law and broke the law. Before death came to them, we were fortunate enough to witness a cherished conversation. 】
The scene changed, and in the hut, a man in leather clothes waved a cigar in his hand, his face full of contentment.
“Do you know how much this cigar costs in euros?”
"No."
“All you need to know is that a cigar like this is all the value a bad product can create.
A second-class product is equivalent to a hundred cigarettes. If it is a high-quality product... it is no longer a measurable value for this kind of cigar! It will cost at least one hundred thousand euros and countless opportunities!"
[This valuable conversation has allowed them to survive longer. This is bad news.
But, at the same time, the good news is that they will only live worse than dead.]
[Before heading to the next destination, we captured the most realistic scene at the scene.]
A handheld shot of a person walking into a long aluminum-panel house. There are small cubicles that are almost impossible to stretch out, and the curtains can be opened at will. He is lying inside, naked, with a pale face, and his expression is controlled by drugs.
A confused woman...
There was no music, and there was a dead silence, even among the people watching all this on television.
【This is what they call inferior goods.】
A calm voice speaks the most unsettling words.
Everything in the picture comes to the scene where the man was brutally tortured.
Anxi did not see this scene with his own eyes, because he was doing something at the police station at the time, and Brian was in charge of the interrogation.
"In Paradise Street, we will send the better ones to No. 10, Paradise Street..." The man prayed with a look of longing for early relief on his face.
"No, you promised me... No!!!"
The heart-wrenching screams were gradually pulled away, and the screen became as black as ink.
[Perhaps they are really innocent citizens, after all, they can live in Paris openly.]
The narrator seemed a little surprised and spoke in a serious tone of introduction.
Taunting Laman.
Countless people have clenched their fists, recalling the news they saw in the reports these days, recalling what they said, and recalling the scene they just saw.
But the scene didn't stop there.
The flames intensified, steaming and licking the pressure cooker called "public opinion."
Shhh…
Can be added.
[Their resistance is meaningless, we have captured all the culprits with overwhelming force...
Really?】
The camera arrived at No. 10 Paradise Street, which seemed to be a post-war situation. At this time, the door was open and corpses were strewn on the ground.
After all, we come to Marco Homan, who is strapped to the electric chair.
[Marco Homan, the gang boss from Chupaga. The crimes he has committed are countless. You only need to open the files of any relevant authority to find out what he has committed, which is enough to make him die for no less than thirty years.
The sin of returning...
Then, he immigrated.
Using his original name and his original appearance, he immigrated to Paris, France, openly, and carried out his past activities openly...]
The live broadcast is in progress.
Alexander, the Minister of Information who was shaking like a sieve, had called the TV station countless times, but...
