Seeing her younger sister-in-law acting pretentiously, Yuan Xingcheng had to muster all her strength to refrain from rolling her eyes right in front of the camera.
She said considerately, "It's okay, Sister Yuan Meng. Your clothes are dirty too. Let's go back and change together."
Using this excuse, the two greeted the other guests and told them to go look for clues first. They would come back after changing their clothes.
The other guests didn't find anything amiss. After the two left the camera's range, Yuan Xingcheng was in charge of calling the police while Yuan Meng sneaked back.
There was no one in front of the wooden house. She gently pushed open the door leading to the backyard. An old man was chatting with two men.
One of them was the very man Yuan Meng had encountered before.
"Those two female guests are really good catches. If we manage to get them, we can surely make a fortune."
"Maybe we won't have to do this kind of business for the rest of our lives. We can just sit back and enjoy."
"However, after we get them, we should have a taste first." The man squinted his eyes, his lust flaring up.
"Especially that Yuan Meng. She looks so good when she cries. I really want to make her cry myself."
Yuan Meng, who was being talked about, frowned and almost threw up.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to get arrested? If those female celebrities go missing, our village will be finished too." The old man glared at the two men with gritted teeth.
"If you want to have some fun, there are plenty of girls in the cellar. Why do you have to set your sights on those you shouldn't? I think you're just asking for a death sentence!"
The old man spoke seriously because if he didn't, these people wouldn't take his words to heart.
However, after hearing his words, the two men rolled their eyes.
"If you hadn't rented out the village to the program crew for a few measly bucks, would we have to be so sneaky?"
Hearing this, the old man took a deep breath.
"How else can we make money?
"Don't you know how strictly this kind of business is being monitored now? The people in the village have opened so many businesses outside just so that we don't have to do this anymore.
"But what about you? Do you really want to ruin the village?"
The old man was righteously indignant, while the accused man just curled his lips.
"You used to do this too. We're all in the same business. Why can you wash your hands clean after making money, but we can't?
"You said it's being monitored strictly. Are you afraid that we'll implicate you?
"Besides, working in the factory is tiring and the pay is low. My brother and I might as well continue doing this. At least we can have some fun and make money."
These words enraged Yuan Meng. How could they treat women as mere objects to be bought, sold, and played with!
Since ancient times, it has been extremely difficult for women to live in this world. They have to be vigilant all the time, all because of people like these!
Yuan Meng lightly licked the roof of her mouth. People like these deserved to die!
"You!" The old man pointed at the man with his withered finger. He was so angry that his body trembled and he seemed about to collapse.
"Stop arguing. We're all from the same village. We're not outsiders. Don't quarrel over such a trivial matter."
The other man quickly stepped forward to support the old man and tried to mediate between them.
"By the way, the newly captured girls are really stubborn. They've been trying all sorts of ways to escape. Is there any way to control them?
"If they really manage to escape, we'll be discovered." The mediating man asked the old man for advice.
When it came to the newly captured women, he gritted his teeth in anger.
They were all such chaste and fierce women. He and his brother originally wanted to have some fun with a few of them, but they didn't expect that all the women had banded together and said they would commit suicide if anyone dared to touch them.
Of course, they wanted to sell the women they had captured with so much effort. How could they let them really commit suicide?
Hearing this, the old man waved his hand indifferently. "If the new women don't obey, just beat them a few times and starve them.
"Don't be afraid of killing them. Putting the dead bodies in front of the others will serve as a warning and make them dare not move around.
"You have to make them understand that if they try to run, they will die."
Hearing this, the other two men nodded repeatedly, thinking it made sense.
They were originally only afraid of really killing the women, but now they thought it was worth sacrificing a few tens of thousands of yuan to make the others obedient.
Moreover, they could use this method repeatedly. If the women they captured in the future didn't obey, they would just put the dead bodies in front of them and see if they were still afraid.
Thinking of this, the two brothers rubbed their hands eagerly, wishing they could implement this method immediately.
Yuan Meng was really gnashing her teeth at this moment. She wished she could skin these people alive and drink their blood.
No, she couldn't do that. Their blood was probably stinky.
Didn't they say just beat them up? Well, today she must make these people experience how wonderful it feels to be beaten up.
"I see that all the people recording the program have returned to the village. Should we take the girls away and transfer them first? Be careful that those meddling guests come back to look for us."
The mediating man clicked his tongue. "It's really such a hassle."
After hearing this, Yuan Meng let go of the hand that was holding the door crack open and silently calculated the time. The police would probably take a long time to get here.
The reason why the program crew chose this village was because it was remote and desolate enough.
This also provided Yuan Meng with great convenience. It seemed she would have plenty of time to deal with these scumbags.
She was itching to do something today, and these people would be the perfect targets.
However, these people had seen her face, and it was too late to remove her makeup and then put it on again.
Yuan Meng rolled her eyes and rummaged through the house. She found a lot of clothes, all belonging to the old man.
She picked out a few visibly new clothes from them and put them on layer by layer until she looked like a fat person.
Then, she made a headgear out of the cleanest piece of clothing, leaving only her eyes and mouth exposed.
She moved her body to make sure that although she was fat now, it didn't affect her movements. Then, Yuan Meng directly pushed open the inner door.
The two men and the old man were all stunned when they saw the fully armed Yuan Meng.
"Who are you!"
As the man shouted angrily, Yuan Meng quickly stepped forward and knocked them down one by one. She directly hammered their heads hard and knocked them unconscious.
Then, she tied them up with the ropes she had made by tearing the clothes.
After all this was done, Yuan Meng lifted the cellar door and climbed down the ladder.
The cellar smelled of a stench, as if the smell of feces and urine had been mixed together and fermented.
Yuan Meng frowned and began to worry about the girls locked inside.
She walked along the cellar corridor and finally saw a large iron cage at the very end. Inside the cage, several girls were huddled together, shivering in ragged clothes.
They had wounds of various sizes on their bodies, and the skin exposed was all bruised and purple. It was obvious that they had been severely beaten.