On Chen Qing's side, his expression was solemn.
"Is it the website they promote?" He muttered twice and pointed at the unknown link.
He watched the picture on the screen turn bright red, and he watched the people around him sit in front of the window, with serious expressions behind them.
Pictures that shouldn't appear are printed on the home page, accompanied by high-sounding words that fill the entire page.
He frowned slightly, scrolled the page, and one victim after another came into view.
The pictures on his screen are divided into two columns, and then slide down. When it slides to a certain level, it will freeze, and then the content below will be loaded, followed by a new batch of victims and a new batch of pictures.
"How...how could this happen?" Jiang Wan stepped forward and took away Chen Qing's device. Her face turned pale. She roughly swiped down, and hundreds of messages passed by.
"How could it be...are these all the victims of this case?" She looked worried, hesitating whether to click in to watch.
When Chen Qing saw it, he randomly selected a photo and clicked on it.
Where he pointed, there was a picture of a girl.
After he clicked on it, the girl's face was branded with the word Slaanesh.
It was a very rough animation effect. As the writing was imprinted on her face, the background image under the animation also changed.
It turned into a picture that looked like it was really burned by a soldering iron, and then the page jumped to a large-screen playback page.
"This..." She was silent for a moment, and the girl's figure appeared in the screen. The girl's body was wrapped in pure white tape, and she was sitting on a chair lit by six or seven high-lights.
She had a ball in her mouth, her hands were tied behind her back, her legs were tightly closed, and her face seemed to be enjoying it.
Chen Qing remained silent, but his fingertips had already begun to pull up the progress bar. It had to be said that the traffic on this website was absolutely extremely fast. He kept dragging, and the people in the video began to accelerate.
He looked at the erotic scene on the screen, frowned, and decided not to share it with his brothers.
But when the progress bar of the video reached the middle, the picture in the video suddenly changed.
Halfway through the sexual matters, the group of people got up neatly and took two steps back, making the girl on the chair a little stunned.
She tilted her head, her scattered and sweat-wet hair hanging down her face. She was speechless, her saliva was still dripping down. She looked at the dozen men around her and spread her legs. Then he sent out an invitation, and the two white thighs were released one after another, making a sound like the sound of water hitting.
But the dozen or so people lowered their heads, clenched their hands into fists, and hung naturally in the middle of their lower abdomens.
When they heard the voice coming from their ears, their heads lowered, as if they were afraid that their faces would be discovered by the woman.
On the chair, the strange silence had already made the woman feel a little uneasy, but she twisted her body, and the rope behind her was tied too tightly. She swayed her body, and the liquid under her body had dried up. She lifted it. At first, the mask on her face only allowed her to see the general location of the people around her.
Chen Qing dragged the screen down and his face became serious.
Below the video box, the number of user comments seems to be growing.
Every time I drag it, several new anonymous comments pop up.
"What a bitch. She deserves to be killed."
“There are so many people, it’s so exciting.”
"It is true that he is dead. As for whether he is happy or not, that is another matter."
As they pulled down further, their expressions changed suddenly. They looked at the window on the side and saw the dozen or so people making new movements.
They stepped forward, and the girls surrounding them seemed a little more excited.
But she didn't know that this excitement became the spark that ignited the comment area.
"Break her fingers off."
Immediately afterwards, someone held her shoulders, someone held her fingertips, and then a heart-piercing cry came out.
"I didn't say it was that finger."
The spokesperson for that comment added another.
They watched as the ten people each grabbed a finger and folded it back with all their strength. The fingertips were bent at an incredible angle and drooped.
"Cut it off, it's so ugly."
They brought scissors and cut out the wound bit by bit around the joint on the finger. They watched the wound on the finger slowly connect into a line around the pure white joint, and then pulled it down, waking up from the pain and being restrained. Woman with hands.
"It looks really disgusting. I'm afraid he was born as a loser."
"I know her. She cheated on more than a dozen people, and the number of babies she aborted could stretch around the world!"
"Then cut off her face!"
"Cut her face off!"
"We are seeking justice! Cut off her face!"
The two of them saw the person in the video stabbing the blood-stained scissors into her face, and exhausting screams came from the depths of her throat. She seemed to be screaming with all her strength, but as she screamed, her voice changed again. It became a violent cough.
"She's so noisy! She's really noisy!"
"How can her voice be so ugly! I can't even call her Chun!"
"Shut her mouth!"
"No...no! I can't hear her confession when my mouth is blocked. Slit her throat! I'm going to slit her throat!"
They saw the scissors piercing the gap between the trachea, and watched the two outstretched fingers reach into the throat, and then crush the vocal cords.
Immediately afterwards, the woman's voice could only make a weak gasping sound.
Her eyes became glazed over, and feces and liquid began to leak out from her lower body. The golden liquid mixed with foreign matter spilled all over the floor.
"How disgusting, this woman."
"I do not want to play."
"Let the judgment begin. Let the judgment begin."
As they scrolled down the page, the number of likes on the comments gradually became less and less. The viewers seemed to know what would happen next and gradually left.
The likes of those comments became sparse until one person appeared and his number of likes became high again.
"Trial, find the person on trial guilty, please vote."
Under his comment, there were about 2,000 posts.
"Guilty! Guilty!"
"Convict her!"
"Sentence her to atone! Atonement!"
This comment was posted at 12:03.
They scrolled down further and saw a new comment.
"The verdict is as follows, guilty! The verdict ratio is 2931:1!
The person under trial is now sentenced to the atonement ceremony. "
"Skin her skin off and lose her skin. I see her selling it like this!"
"Remove her limbs. Since she likes to be served by others so much, she will be served by others for the rest of her life."
"Dig her son out*."
They saw that this comment had far more likes than hers.
Then the spokesperson said at the bottom, "Dig her out, fill her with urine, and see how many people's sperm she has filled."
They looked at the words on the screen that had already gone beyond the most basic evil. Every word they read exuded unethical and naked malice. Looking at the every move of the masked men in white, they seemed to be these netizens. Like the knife in his hand, it fell on the victim accurately and crisply.
They looked at these people with cold expressions on their faces.
Then, the person on the screen stopped.
Because her lower body had become bloody, and the large amount of bleeding killed this young woman.
A man in white holds the bright red organ, which meets all the requirements in the comments.
Then the man respectfully put the organ back to its original position, took out a pure white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped off the bright red strand on his fingertips, wiped off the scarlet on his fingertips, and It was as if I had returned to a world where etiquette and civilization coexisted, as if all sins had ended with this simple wipe.
Then, he cleared his throat and spoke: "The trial is over, and I have to regretfully announce to you that the person on trial chose to say goodbye because he was ashamed of the world.
I think she realized what she had done.
Since 1949 to the present! In total, she defrauded through online chatting, live streaming, soliciting prostitutes, etc., and stole approximately 300,000 yuan; through extortion and taking photos, she dated up to eight people at the same time, and destroyed the families of about forty people!
And such a person lives in this world with a smile on his face? Better off than you and me?
And such people have never received the punishment they deserve in this world! She's even doing better than most!
Should she?
Should she? ! "
As they scrolled down, the comments turned into one user after another commenting on what should not be done.
"Yes, she shouldn't... She should live a more miserable life than those victims. She should pay the price that the victims can forgive."
He turned around and asked a man behind him: "Are you willing to forgive her?"
The man listened to the question from the person in front of him and responded: "Yes, I am willing to forgive her."
He turned around, with a clear smile even though half of his face was covered with a mask. He said to the people in front of the screen: "Look! The victim has been comforted, and this is all due to you."
Before he finished speaking, someone behind him spoke: "She stole and extorted more than 200,000 yuan from me! But the court only sentenced her to three years of probation! Is this fair?! Is this fair? I asked the court to return my money ! But they confiscated the illegal gains! And threatened me not to mention it again!"
He was silent for a moment, and then suddenly smiled: "It seems that we have found our next target. You see, she has made so many mistakes, but she has not received the punishment she deserves. This world is lucky to have you.
It is you who bring justice to this dirty world. Please be proud of your identity. "
"It is precisely because of your trial that all this can be brought to justice." He bowed and suddenly spoke again: "But some judges cannot be fair! The judge who voted wrongly, will be stripped of his identity as a judge.”
He raised his head, looked at the screen in front of him, and pasted a note on the lens: "User 1f94t7."
