When she regained consciousness again, the girl found herself sitting in front of a square table. The dull incandescent light was shining on her face and she had to avoid looking. She wanted to twist her body but found that her hands and feet were shackled.

on the chair.

Imprisonment play? The girls are helpless and disappointed. They have been in this business for a long time and have seen all kinds of scenes. It is commonplace to cater to the worst and most dirty fantasies of human beings. If the customer lacks imagination and cannot come up with new tricks, it will undermine the aesthetics.

They are tired and can't muster the energy to entertain customers.

Two figures appeared across the table. They could be roughly distinguished as a man and a woman, but both figures were blurry and difficult to see clearly. Of course, this is the world of consciousness, and it is nothing new for customers to want to disguise their appearance.

"3P? There was no such thing in advance. You have to pay more." The girl stared at the two figures unhappily. There are always some customers who do not adhere to the spirit of the contract and do extra work outside the contract. Usually novices will compromise at this time in order to get as early as possible.

If you want to get away, a veteran like the girl is much calmer and will often choose to renegotiate the price with the customer.

"Miss, you made a mistake." The male figure sneered and sat across from the girl, "This is not some role play, we are conducting a real interrogation. Maybe you are used to being consciously abused.

But the neural current limiter in your brain is of no use to us, we can cause real-life damage to your body at any time."

"What do you mean?" The girl couldn't tell whether the other person's words were true or false for a moment, but her intuition told her that things might be going bad.

"Give her some pain and let her know this is not a joke." The male figure sighed helplessly and ordered the female figure.

"When are we going to do this?" The female figure muttered and complained, then cast a pitying look at the girl.

"Ah!!!" The moment she made contact with that gaze, the girl felt a terrible pain, as if someone had stabbed an awl into her temple and stirred her brain. What made her even more panicked was that the nerve current suppression chip implanted in her brain really didn't work.

If it had any analgesic effect, that man was really not joking with her. If the other party wanted to, he could use the most cruel way to "pain to death" her.

Of course, if Aaron could empathize with this unlucky girl, he would definitely be able to tell that this kind of pain is a unique "enjoyment" during the brain scan process. Besides him, Ling Chong also suffered similar horrific treatment.

"Are you aware of your situation now?" The severe pain came and went quickly, disappearing like an ebbing tide in a few seconds.

"I, I have never provoked anyone, what do you want from me?!" The girl's expression became panicked. She followed the pimp's request and turned off the firewall and connected directly to a high-performance terminal.

This behavior is as dangerous and stupid as putting your own brain on a plate and serving it to someone else's dinner table.

"Don't be nervous. We have no grievances against you. You are just unlucky to meet us." The male figure then comforted him, "You just need to answer a few of our questions truthfully, and then you can forget everything that just happened and get a sum of money."

"Income, I suggest you don't try to lie. We are directly connected to your brain. In this situation, I can come up with a hundred ways to tell whether you are lying."

"What do you want to know?" The girl decisively chose to compromise. A bitch like her who makes a living by selling her humanity is even more despicable than a prostitute who simply sells her body. Since she has no self-esteem at all, it is very easy to let go of her figure.

"Do businesses like yours in Paris always choose romantic places?" Perhaps for the purpose of testing, the male figure asked a common sense question.

"No, places like nightclubs are only part of it." The girl shook her head, "We accept business from individuals. If there is a reliable platform or broker, we will also do online business. The pimps on Fengyue Street have a high commission, and those who can afford it

Only customers with high prices are willing to take jobs.”

"What about you? Do you usually do personal business or take jobs online?" the male figure asked again.

"They are all available, mostly online. After all, you don't have to go out and you save on transportation expenses." The girl said eloquently, "Is it because one of the customers I picked up didn't deal with you, so you targeted me and wanted to get some information from me?"

"We are asking you now." The male figure tapped the table with his fingers unhappily, and the female figure immediately cast a knowing look at the girl.

This frightened the girl, and she hurriedly lowered her head and closed her eyes to avoid the other person's sight, although in the conscious world this behavior was no different from hiding her ears.

"Answer my question, where do you pick up customers on the Internet?" The male figure was satisfied with the shock just now and continued to ask.

"I know two brokers, their codenames are Tuna and Golden Lily, and there is a very good platform on the dark web. Although the price is not high, as long as you are willing to take the job, you can basically do business at any time. Everyone is doing business

During the off-season, I will make money on that platform to support my family." The girl no longer dared to speculate randomly and answered honestly.

"That platform is full of people like you?" The male figure frowned.

"I don't know, I really don't know." The girl shook her head like a rattle, "I'm just an ordinary wage earner, how can I know the inside story of the operation of the platform? It doesn't matter if the people working on it are volunteers like me.

Whether it’s a captured slave, as long as I can get paid, why should I care about those things?”

"Since this platform is so confidential, how did you get in touch with it?" The male figure still insisted on the topic, and it seemed that he was asked what he was concerned about.

"It was Jin Baihe who first introduced me. She has invitation qualifications for that platform. She will award this qualification to colleagues she thinks are suitable to work on that platform. Jin Baihe and I and several other sisters were all led by Jin Lily to become that platform.

Members of the platform." Based on the good virtue of a dead Taoist friend rather than a poor Taoist, the girl decisively sold her broker.

"Who is this Golden Lily? Do you have her contact information?" The female figure who had been silent until now suddenly asked.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The girl quickly forwarded the number she knew to the other party, "Although he is a broker, this person is quite high-profile. Half the prostitutes in the city have contact with her. If you really want to dig her out, you should

It’s not difficult, but there must be some big gang behind her to support her, otherwise she would have been doomed long ago.”

"Yes, I understand." The female figure nodded, "By the way, how is the membership status of that platform verified?"

"I'm not sure. It seems to be some kind of professional hacking technology that directly implants verification programs into the brain. Normal people may not accept others installing random things into their brains, but people like me...hey."

The girl smiled self-deprecatingly, her young face looking a little old.

"It's not easy to live, especially in a hellish place like Paris." The male figure sighed sympathetically, "Thank you for your cooperation, I'll stop questioning here."

"Then I can go back?" A glimmer of hope for survival flashed in the girl's eyes.

"Go back and try to avoid getting into trouble in the future." The female figure waved to her gently, and the girl felt dizzy for a while, and then fell unconscious.

"Twenty minutes." Aaron counted the time boredly in the nightclub box. Just in case he couldn't participate in the interrogation of the consciousness space, he could only wait outside for the results to come out.

"Hiss!" The girl who was suddenly connected to the terminal took a sharp breath and sat up from the bed with a jerk.

"Is it done?" Aaron asked tentatively.

"Why am I here?" The girl's eyes were full of confusion, as if she couldn't figure out why she was here.

"You took over my boss's business, and my boss is always careful." Seeing that everything was going according to plan, Aaron took out half a wad of bills from his pocket and handed it to the girl, "Take it, this is for your service."

The remuneration has been agreed upon by everyone in advance."
Chapter completed!