Chapter 1270 Living King of Hell

What Qiao Jia saw after entering the building was a scene of chaos...

Most of the Philippine military and police are not of high quality. If they encounter any resistance or escape, they will beat them mercilessly.

There was a group of people kneeling in the hotel lobby. There were about 100 people in total. Most of them had tattoos on their bodies and were wearing fancy clothes...

Jack Chen helped communicate as a translator and said to Boss Qiao: "Sir, these are the thugs who manage this building..."

Qiao Jia frowned and walked around the group of thugs kneeling in several rows, and said, "Why does the fraud group need so many thugs?"

Jack Chen didn't know much about this, so he simply found a middle-aged man in police uniform to come over...

"Sir, this is the commander of the Quiapo District Special Police. He knows the situation here better than I do..."

The middle-aged man in police uniform saw Qiao Jia turning his attention to him. He straightened his uniform and said in a deep voice: "Sir, these fraud groups are very well organized, and the mission of these thugs is not to target the outside world, but to target their internal members.

Because most of the tickets for those people to come to the Philippines were purchased with the help of fraud groups, these fraud groups have relatively severe punishment mechanisms within them, which require management by these thugs.

At the same time, they are also responsible for negotiating with outside bounty hunters and organizing the arrest of escaped personnel..."

Qiao Jia pinched the bridge of his nose painfully after hearing this. He already understood what was going on...

To be honest, the current methods of fraud groups are not too cruel compared to underground casinos...

The formation of early fraud gangs was based on a mentoring model. If a person succeeds, he will return to his hometown to organize people to fight again, hoping to obtain greater benefits.

It's okay if you don't want to do it at this stage. The leader of the team will always go home. If you follow him back to his hometown and fail to come over, it will be over.

Those who take the lead will not go too far, because everyone came out together, and there are a few missing people, so it will be difficult to explain after returning to their hometown.

But things are different at this stage, because Internet fraud, a labor-intensive profit model that casts a wide net, requires a lot of manpower.

So they started posting high-paying job postings online and reimbursed their air tickets to the Philippines.

You don't have the protection of your hometown compatriots, and your performance is not good. If your emotional intelligence is even worse, you won't be able to get along in the fraud group. The food, food and housing are the worst, and it will be difficult to leave once you come...

If you want to leave, you have to pay a ransom fee of 100,000 to 300,000 yuan, but why do people with such money at home take risks?

Then someone will run away...

The fraud group's method of coping with the escape is to search nearby areas, block the stations and airports with thugs, and at the same time release information to Filipino bounty hunters and pay them to arrest the person.

This bounty hunter's net, born out of Lao Du's anti-drug campaign, covers an extremely large area. If one is caught, the bounty will be tens of thousands, which is more than killing a drug dealer.

How can a group of people find it hard to commit fraud at home and find it stressful to commit fraud abroad? How can they escape?

Qiao Jia lacks sympathy for those scammers, but he is even more disgusted with the thugs of these 'scam slave owners'.

Because they are really merciless to their compatriots...

Looking at the thugs squatting on the ground like quails with their heads in their hands, Qiao Jia said coldly: "Break one hand of each of them, and then find a detention center with a worse environment and imprison them."

The middle-aged policeman was stunned for a moment, whispered a few words to a guy next to him, and then came to Boss Qiao's side amidst painful wails and said: "Sir, do these people need to be registered when they are imprisoned?"

Qiao Jia looked at a thug who was probably less than twenty years old. His arm was broken by a baton, and he was crying and rolling on the ground in pain...

He hesitated and said, "No need to register. I will come and take everyone away after I arrange everything."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia took a small bag containing 1 million in cash from Dorian and hung it on the shoulder of the middle-aged policeman. Then he said seriously: "Let the people in the detention center pay attention. During the detention, check the leader here. , I will handle it then..."

The middle-aged policeman reached out and squeezed the small bag, and he immediately knew what was inside...

The middle-aged policeman who was a little reserved just now looked at Boss Qiao enthusiastically and said, "Sir, do you need me to help you solve this problem?"

Qiao Jia looked at a flowery-armed man in a flowery shirt. His left arm was broken. He sat in the corner without saying a word and looked at him with resentful eyes. He smiled and shook his head, pulled out his pistol, replaced it with bullets and ammo. He was shot twice...

"Bang bang"

Two bullets hit Huang Mao's chest. The guy was stunned the moment he was shot, but the huge pain soon woke him up from his coma...

"ah……"

This guy didn't even care about his arms. He knelt on the ground and kept testing the hardness of the wall with his head, which frightened everyone.

Qiao Jia waved the two policemen who were trying to catch him aside and said with a smile in Chinese: "Leave him alone. If he has the guts to knock his brains out, he will suffer less in the future..."

Huang Mao was still immersed in pain and couldn't extricate himself, but the people around him were frightened...

These are basically people from China. They usually attach themselves to the big brother in a certain fraud group, or rely on their whole-hearted devotion to get their current jobs.

Most of them are cruel villains who take advantage of others. How can they withstand such intimidation?

"Brother, brother, I was wrong, let me go, I will do whatever you tell me to do..."

"Brother, I was wrong..."

"Brother, I was forced, I had no choice, let me go..."

Several older thugs knelt on the ground, shouting and kowtowed continuously...

Qiao Jia ignored these people...

Because if there are still unlucky people who are completely forced among those fraudsters, then there must be no innocent among these people.

Qiao Jia stood in the lobby, watching the arms of hundreds of people being broken, and then said to Jack Chen with a complicated expression with satisfaction: "Let's go upstairs and take a look..."

Jack Chen took Boss Qiao to the third floor with some concern...

The third floor is a completely undecorated space of about 1,500 square meters.

It is full of simple dining tables, which should be the place where people in the building eat.

When Qiao Jia came, people were being escorted down the stairwell one after another and concentrated on the third floor for management.

There were both men and women among these people, and they were dressed normally. Except for a few people who looked pale, most of them looked normal.

So the language barrier was very fatal. Among the people who were escorted down, except for a few guys in white shirts who kept communicating with the police in English to try to understand the situation, most of the others did not even dare to resist. After being sent down, they just dared to sit in their seats and lie down with their heads in their hands.

Occasionally, someone would whisper something to the people around them, but they just didn't dare to communicate with the police.

Qiao Jia was wearing a cap and a mask, so the people here couldn't recognize him. When he walked to a table, he clearly heard a middle-aged man whispering to the people next to him...

"Don't say anything, wait for the boss to solve it.

If the police are serious, just pretend not to understand what they say. If there is no other way, just say that you were deceived and ask to find the embassy..."

After hearing this, Boss Qiao simply sat down on the table and said with a smile: "Is it useful to find the embassy?

If you check your own and your family's accounts, you will know what you did.

Overseas fraud will also be sentenced to jail..."

The middle-aged man who was speaking was stunned for a moment, looked up at Qiao Jia, and then nervously hugged his head and stopped talking...

The disapproval in the middle-aged man's eyes was instantly seen by Boss Qiao. The board caught it, he smiled and grabbed one of the middle-aged man's hands and pressed it on the table, and broke his two fingers with force...

Seeing the middle-aged man screaming in repression, his body trembling but not daring to resist, Qiao Jia shook his head, broke his two fingers again, and then said: "Tell me, how can you take the money you earn back without being discovered, so that I can also learn something..."

The middle-aged man hugged his hands in pain and shrank in the chair, trembling and said: "It's cryptocurrency. Every time we go back, the boss will give us a USB flash drive with some cryptocurrency in it.

We can exchange cash from other people with that USB flash drive..."

Qiao Jia understood it as soon as he heard it...

What a bullshit cryptocurrency, it's actually the money laundering routine of underground banks.

In the Philippines, the money is deposited into the designated account of the underground bank, and then the secret key can be used to exchange cash in China for a little handling fee...

In turn, some individuals in China who have a large demand for foreign currency do the same.

This is much more advanced than the earlier method of directly transferring money to the fraudster's bank card, because as supervision becomes stricter, overseas funds and suspicious accounts have become the focus of supervision, and transferring money in this way is almost the same as surrendering.

Scammers will keep pace with the times, especially this kind of fraud group with some technical content.

However, for underground banks, or the internal and external funds controlled by the fraud group, these are just small businesses...

The amount of funds in this underground bank is very large, because there are restrictions on foreign exchange exchange in China, and there are too many people and too much money trying to find channels to get out.

The most important thing is that the fraud group also needs to use this channel to transfer the money it has defrauded from China.

It should be known that although the routine of fraud is very deep, the restrictions on currency and banks are there. Most of the money defrauded by the fraud group is still in the domestic banking system, because citizens are limited to converting foreign currencies every year.

They need to use methods such as running points, brushing orders, and some more advanced methods to launder the money, and then transfer the money to overseas on a large scale through compliant investment methods.

Boss Qiao is not very interested in this kind of underground money house related to RMB, because it is not convenient for him to go back. If he does not kill all the underground money houses, he will be covered in mud, which will not be good for Qiao Liang's career in China.

He wants to move the money laundering channel controlled by the pirate tycoon Faiz, which is the real big plate!

After figuring out the way these fraudsters pay their wages, Boss Qiao smiled and said: "Is there anyone here who is forced to do fraud?

Raise your hand if there is, I will send the person to the embassy as long as I investigate and confirm that what they said is true..."

When Qiao Jia was speaking, people were still squeezing into the cafeteria. After hearing what Boss Qiao said, no one stood up to speak...

When Qiao Jia saw this situation, he looked around, took a loud speaker from a policeman, pressed the recording button to repeat what he just said, and then put the loud speaker there to play it repeatedly. After several times, no one responded...

The middle-aged man whose finger was broken by Boss Qiao just now said in pain: "Brother, it's useless. The boss warned everyone..."

Qiao Jia ignored the middle-aged man. He put the loudspeaker on the ground and kept playing. Then he turned around and walked out of the increasingly crowded canteen and returned to the lobby...

Jack Chen couldn’t figure out what Boss Qiao wanted to do, so he said worriedly: “Sir, what exactly do you want to do?

You are ready to crack down on the entire Philippine online gambling fraud industry, which employs tens of thousands of people.

The Philippine prison system cannot handle so many people. If you really want to do good, then handing them over to the Chinese police together with the computers here is the simplest and most convenient way. "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia looked at Jack Chen and said with a smile: "You all know not to waste judicial resources in the Philippines, why should I waste judicial resources in China?

As long as these people go back, they will definitely deny it. If they want to convict so many people, the collection of evidence alone will exhaust many people to death.

It's not worth wasting your time on them! "

Jack Chen looked at Boss Qiao's cold eyes and said with a bit of horror: "Sir, you can't mess around, there are too many people..."

Qiao Jia spread his hands and said, "Tell me, according to the current laws of the Philippines, what will happen to them if they are caught?"

After Jack Chen was silent for a while, he said: "Online gambling is legal, but fraud is not legal, but without the victim reporting the crime, the fraud is not established.

Unless the Chinese police conduct a joint operation with us and can find evidence against them, we will just detain them, fine them and then deport them..."

Qiao Jia listened and said with a smile: "Look, you have no way to do anything to them.

But I am different. I deal with problems with the intention of treating illnesses and saving people.

It doesn't matter to me whether there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of such people, I have ways to deal with them..."

Jack Chen was even more worried. His voice was trembling and he said, "Sir, can you make it clearer? If, if..."

Qiao Jia looked at Jack Chen's worried look and said with a smile: "I won't make it difficult for you!

He first locked them up here, and later captured others and detained them where they were, giving them food and drink.

If your superiors act quickly, one or two islands around the Sulu Sea will soon be freed up...

At that time, you will transport them all to the island for temporary detention, and after a period of time, you will notify them of fines and deportation, and it will have nothing to do with you..."

Jack Chen stared in disbelief and said, "You want to lock them on the island?"

Qiao Jia waved his hand and said: "How can we say it is closed? They can leave at any time...

It’s just that pirates are rampant in the area around the Sulu Sea, so the ferry ticket is a bit expensive, which is reasonable, right?

However, I am a kindhearted person and cannot force people to die. If they can swim out, it is because God is blessing them. I will not go against God.

Those who don’t dare to swim and want to leave can still find a way to work in the fields and earn money to buy tickets. Is that reasonable?

They can work for a fraud group, why can't they work for me?

I guarantee that the salary will not be lower than the median salary in Philippine cities. Although there is no insurance, I guarantee that medical care on the island is free, and there will be a movie a week to entertain them.

If these people work hard, they can almost save enough money for the ferry ticket in three to five years. If they are willing to work longer, they may be able to save a little more...

They come all the way to the Philippines and always bring something back with them.

Farming is an important skill for human beings to survive, so we teach them for free...

Do you think I am a good person? "

When Jack Chen looked at Boss Qiao who looked like a ghost, and then looked at the thugs with severed hands, there was no disgust in his eyes, only sympathy...

Jack Chen has only seen this person in his life who said that forced labor reform was so fresh and refined without being struck by lightning...

This is not a ‘good person’, this is the living king of hell!