My name is Shen Mo. I’m an ex-convict who spent seven years in prison and delivered packages in the county town for three years, thinking I could return to an ordinary life.
That was until I met Tang Nannan.
On that rainy night, I saved her from a gang of thugs. The way she looked up at me made me think I’d found love. She said there were high-paying jobs in northern Myanmar, that it was easy to make money there, and that she’d bring me over once she was settled.
I believed her.
On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, I packed my bag and flew to Chiang Mai.
What greeted me was not a high-end office tower, but a welded-shut iron gate, a man called Dao wielding an electric baton, and more than three hundred imprisoned “telemarketers.” Employee number 9527: call people and scam them every day. Refuse to work and you get beaten. Try to escape and they break your legs and throw you into a water dungeon.
I watched Xiaomei get beaten to death. I watched Li Hao get dragged away. I watched Dayong fall in a pool of blood. I escaped once, but the grudges forged in northern Myanmar would never let me go.
This is a life-and-death journey of escape, revenge, and redemption. Told in the first person, it reveals the brutal truth about scam compounds in northern Myanmar and is based on hundreds of real cases. May the world be free of scams, and may everyone live in peace.
The plot is gripping, is it true or false? Scary