Chapter 2: Live Broadcast from the Anti-Vice Operation Scene

"Hello everyone watching the screen, this is the law enforcement scene of our Zhangzhou Anti-Vice Squad."

"Right now our comrades have already sealed off every entrance in front and behind that building."

"All persons involved in vice activities are inside that building."

"The operation will begin precisely on time in three minutes."

"Now a short advertisement; please continue to follow the program 'Live at the Scene'!"

'Live at the Scene' is a live program that records the police handling and trying cases in real time.

Its purpose is to show viewers the specific procedures the police follow when handling cases.

Every law enforcement operation that busts various pornographic, drug-related, or gang-related dens may be broadcast live by 'Live at the Scene'.

And this program has already been running for four months.

It has already gathered a considerable fan base on Zhangzhou TV and all the major online livestream platforms.

Every single livestream.

Draws tens of thousands of viewers watching live, and hundreds of thousands watching the replay.

In terms of police-affairs education.

It is another rising star in police propaganda, on par with channels like 'Tan Talks Traffic', 'Siping Police Affairs', 'Hainan Past Events', and 'Guarding Liberation West'.

【Holy crap! This episode is intense! It's actually an anti-vice raid!】

【Hahaha, a certain Officer Ate from Xiaogan just sneezed!】

【It's time for Grandpa's favorite anti-vice relief again!】

【I've done good deeds my whole life; seeing this is what I deserve!】

【I'm not here for that stuff, I'm mainly here to understand how the police handle cases!】

【Oh oh me too, I'm mainly watching with a critical eye.】

In the online livestream room.

The lively viewers and fans had already started their antics, and the atmosphere in the stream was extremely lively.

A few minutes later.

Accompanied by the "Go!" from the person in charge of this anti-vice operation.

Every unit immediately rushed in at the first moment.

Every department began coordinating at the first moment.

The camera shook, and amid the background sound came countless noises of doors being pushed open and kicked open.

"Everyone put your clothes on, hands on your head, come out!"

"Stand up!"

"Room check! People inside, put your clothes on and walk out!"

"Hello, please show your ID!"

"Everyone put your clothes on and stand against the wall!"

The police, long accustomed to seamless coordination, were thoroughly confident about this operation.

They have long since gone through similar situations dozens of times and were more than familiar with them.

Everything proceeded according to plan.

One after another, slender, shapely wayward young women were pulled out and squatted in a row against the wall.

Some had barely managed to throw on a tight sweater, outlining their firm, graceful figures.

While others, because things had happened so suddenly, hadn't even prepared any clothes.

One after another wrapped in blankets, exposing large patches of pale white skin.

Those pretty "big-sister confidantes" all squatted down with their hands on their heads.

Some covered their faces with their long hair, some begged the officers to let them off, and others were so scared they burst into tears.

But unlike how easily managed those women were.

The male compatriots who had just pulled on their pants presented a far more colorful picture.

As the police escorted them one by one to the corridor wall, the johns began unleashing absurd verbal acrobatics.

"Officer… we're a couple! We're not selling sex!"

"Officer, this… I was just here to learn English, how could you…"

"I'm not a john! We just had a chance encounter of love, I never expected her to ask me for money!"

"At the train station she told me there was a folk dance to watch, so I came over—I was basically scammed…"

"We only dated for four hours, and after breaking up I gave her eight hundred yuan as a breakup fee—too much?"

One absurd excuse after another was spouted by these johns.

The viewers watching the livestream were all stunned.

What the hell… how do they even come up with this?

Sure enough, where you sit determines how you think—the thought patterns of these johns far surpass ordinary people!

【Freakin' awesome, holy crap! What kind of breakup fee is that, what were they thinking?】

【Hahahahahaha… I'm dying laughing!】

【These bastards are really hilarious, this is way too funny!】

【A chance encounter of love is too much, these really are a bunch of talents!】

【So this is the art of rhetoric? Lesson learned, lesson learned!】

Watching the brilliantly performed rhetoric for defense by the johns on the screen.

The viewers laughed until they doubled over.

However, faced with these clumsy lies, the experienced police comrades had long since developed a mature counter-strategy.

"You say you're in a relationship with her? Can you tell us her real name? Birthday? Home address? How did you two meet?"

"Uh… well…"

"Learning English? You, a man with a prior record, have the nerve to say you're learning English?"

"Officer Uncle, listen to my sophistry… oops, I mean, my explanation!"

"'Love encounter'? You haven't thought of that yet… What about the six hundred overnight sessions in your chat history, and the regular customers!?"

"Well… that was me booking overnight sessions at internet cafés… ahem, ahem, ahem…"

"You also chatted for four hours about love? How about I notify the girlfriends in your phone contacts?"

"No, Officer Uncle, I confess! I confess to everything!"

Before the camera of "Live at the Scene."

Facing the police officers' well-trained interrogation, the clients riddled with holes revealed their true colors one by one.

And at this very moment…

Meanwhile, in a certain room of that building, a person had silently transmigrated.