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Chapter 34 The Greatest Documentary
Just when the vast majority of people in front of the TV hadn't even recovered from this earth-shattering change, the live broadcast screen was cut off and it was completely black.

Before they could widen their eyes and start cursing the behavior of "covering the lid", the screen switched.

[Romance, justice... These seem to be the labels that the French of this era put on themselves. 】

A French voice with a pure Parisian accent sounded. The voice seemed to have a strange courage, coupled with the music that seemed to be the beginning of a great poem, it actually gave people the feeling of a large-scale documentary, and made people unconsciously want to be quiet. Watch quietly and listen attentively.

[And the saddest thing is—they seem to believe it. 】

With an aria-like sighing tone as the end, a capitalized and bold French word [romantic] appeared in front of everyone's eyes accompanied by two heavy drum beats that struck people's hearts, which shocked people's hearts.

The word fades away.

The image that emerged was a swollen and bruised face beyond recognition. At this time, the face was twisted ferociously, with snot and tears flowing out uncontrollably, and one could imagine how crazy it was going to come out of his mouth when he saw the expression. shouted, but a cloth ball 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, doing his day-to-day work——]

The voice of the documentary narrator sounded.

[Searching for prey. 】

[They will show their romance as a French man in front of tourists alone or in two. 】

Several pictures flashed by, which were taken by Anxi, and pictures of people with the same function as John in the rest of the human trafficker gang were chatting up beautiful women.

Of course, John is not the only one responsible for finding prey in such a large human trafficking gang. For example, the person who found Brian's daughter Jimmy and Amanda before was called Peter.

Of course, after shooting as supplementary material, they had already died in unknown places at this time-these dead people have not been found yet.

[Excellent strike-up skills can often allow them to obtain important information, such as the name of the tourist, their origin, the address of the hotel...]

A few pictures of men and women chatting happily.

[Maybe there will be more other information, but this is all they need...]

[Because this is enough. 】

[After the prey is determined, the hounds will dispatch, they will directly kidnap it, and then bring it to—]

A few pictures of people following behind the girl, who can't be seen as a good person at first glance.

The scene changes back to John's face, and the cloth gag is removed from his mouth.

"The construction site, that is... the construction site for women and girls. Many people went there under the cover of construction work." John's voice sounded.

The cloth ball was stuffed again, and John had a terrified expression 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 voice of the narrator sounded again.

The picture changes, and a construction site with a large number of people appears.

But everyone understands that this is not a real construction site, because the excavating equipment here are all parked in place, motionless, and the pale lights are everywhere, and the people illuminated are particularly obvious—a large number of people are on this construction site on, and none of them were in any uniform, nor were they wearing hard hats.

They just lined up in front of a big, long aluminum house with money in their hands.

it goes without saying.

Almost immediately, most people thought of the news that they were familiar with during this period of time and could almost memorize - innocent people were brutally injured by murderers on the construction site, and two policemen died.

Innocent...people?
My heart is shaking.

And documentaries on TV—

Yes, in this era, it can be called a well-made documentary.

It will also be a documentary known to the world and passed down forever.

This documentary with a French face as its cornerstone doesn't give them any breathing room.

In the rushing music, the narration sounded, as if he knew what the people watching the live broadcast thought...

[23 hounds, two policemen who knew the law and broke the law, before death found them, we were fortunate to witness a cherished conversation. 】

The scene changed, and in the hut, a man in a leather jacket waved a cigar in his hand, his face full of satisfaction.

"Do you know how much this cigar costs in Euros?"

"Do not."

"You just need to know that one of these cigars is all the value an inferior can create.

A second-rate cigar is worth a hundred. If it is a first-rate cigar... then it is no longer the value that this kind of cigar can measure!At least one hundred thousand euros, and countless opportunities! "

[This valuable conversation has allowed them to survive longer, which is bad news.

But, in the meantime, the good news is, they're just going to die. 】

[Before going to the next destination, we captured the most realistic situation on the scene. 】

A hand-held shot, walking into a long aluminum plate house, one by one, the cubicles where the body can hardly be stretched, the curtains that can be opened at will, lying in it, naked, pale, and the expression is controlled by drugs. Confused woman...

There was no music, a deathly silence, even the people watching all this in front of the TV.

[This is what they call inferior goods. 】

A calm voice that speaks the most unsettling words.

Everything in the picture came to the scene where the man was devastated beyond recognition.

Anxi didn't 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.

"On Paradise Street, if it's better, we'll send it to No. [-] Paradise Street..." the man prayed with a look of longing for an early release.

"No, you promised me... NO!!!"

The heart-piercing screams were gradually pulled away, and the picture also turned black as ink.

[Perhaps they are really innocent citizens, after all, they can live in Paris with dignity. 】

The narrator seemed a little surprised, and spoke with a serious and serious tone.

Ridiculous pull full.

Countless people have already clenched their fists. They recall the news they have read from the reports these days, recall what they have said, and recall the scene they just saw.

But the picture didn't stop there.

The flames intensified, steaming and licking the pressure cooker named "Minyi".

Oh...

Can also add.

[Their resistance is meaningless, we have seized the culprit of everything...

really? 】

The camera came to No. [-] Paradise Street, which seemed to be the situation after the war. At this time, the gate was open and corpses were everywhere.

After all, comes Marco Homan strapped to the electrocution chair.

[Marco Homan, the gangster from Chuppaga, the crimes he has committed are too numerous to record. You only need to open any file of the relevant authorities to find out what he has committed, which is enough to make him die no less than thirty times sin of...

Then, he immigrated.

Using the original name and appearance, immigrated to Paris, France openly, doing the same things in the past...]

Live in progress.

Shaking like a sieve, Alexander, the Minister of Information, has called the TV station countless times, but...

No one picked up.

As for the Paris police station?

Stop it.

　Ulla!
　　I was audited yesterday, I should be fine today... right?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)