Simulated Crime, This Criminal Doesn't Seem to Be Acting

Chapter 91

There's nothing quite as satisfying as an eye for an eye.

Like now, those who initially showed sadness and despair in their eyes, not feeling as though they had won, suddenly found light in their eyes upon hearing Ye Sangsang's words.

【Sobbing uncontrollably, I never knew that Sis Sangsang was such a kind-hearted person! You're so warm! You went out of your way to cure them yourself; you truly are a great humanitarian!】

【Someone before me sure knows how to heap praise, hehehe.】

【Sis Sangsang, you're too good. As humans, when we're hurt, it's only natural to vent a little. So let's lightly torment these people—I support that!】

In the live streaming room, comments rapidly flooded the screen.

These students had suffered too much, been tortured for far too long. Simply handing them over to the police or exposing them to journalists was far too lenient.

Ye Sangsang smiled.

Returning just to hand these people over to the police would be a total waste, wouldn't it?

She glanced around, asking for the opinions of those around her with her eyes.

At Ye Sangsang's prompting, many stepped forward.

They gazed at Ye Sangsang with sparkling eyes, filled with eagerness.

Those who didn't step forward also focused their gazes on those who were bound.

Once inside, their goal had been to 'educate' them into obedience, discipline, and to break their will to rebel or defy, to cure them of their internet addiction. They needed to become the ideal model children their parents envisioned.

After being brainwashed, they had questioned themselves, wondering if they were truly worthless, if they had committed unforgivable wrongs that justified such treatment.

In those moments of self-doubt, they were lost and in anguish.

They thought that becoming what their parents wanted might gain them freedom, might earn their parents' love.

Deep down, they knew it wasn't true, yet they found themselves sinking deeper into that vicious cycle.

They suffered painfully and clearly, aware of the source of their pain—the lack of love, their parents' control, and the malice of the Principal and his kind.

Yet they were like moths caught in a spider's web; any struggle merely entangled them further.

Realizing this, they grew numb.

They allowed themselves to be tortured, their bodies and minds breaking down.

But now, Ye Sangsang told them they could ask who truly was the sick one.

Yes!

Perhaps it wasn't them who were sick.

But rather, those adults were.

They should dispel their self-doubt, they might change their inner thoughts.

Plugging the power cord into the classroom's socket, Ye Sangsang handed a pen to a girl so excited her hands trembled nonstop.

"Hold it, point it here at the hospital bed."

Ye Sangsang guided the angle towards the bed, giving the girl careful instructions.

She looked at the others.

"Remember one thing: we're here to cure them. Since they say this electroshock therapy works, and medication works, we need to prove it with practice."

"They say we're sick, well, we think they're sick too."

"We've admitted it, but they haven't. They used this to make us admit it, so we can use this to make them admit they're sick."

Ye Sangsang smiled, mirroring the Principal's grin.

Didn't the Principal think they were sick?

Didn't he use electroshock to make them admit this so-called treatment could cure their 'illness?'

Now she suspected the Principal and his cronies.

By logic, she needed to see if his electroshock invention could cure their sickness.

First, they had to admit it.

The Principal and Vice Principal were the first two chosen for this trial. The two, their mouths gagged, widened their eyes in terror, frantically shaking their heads.

Their bodies instinctively resisted the device, struggling and squirming backward, but from their shoulders to their feet, they were tightly bound with rope.

The pair now resembled wriggling oversized maggots, disgusting yet utterly useless.

There wasn't much here, but victims abounded.

Gifted lethargy by medication, four people per victim were needed to carry them to the bed.

Then, hands emerged, holding them down firmly from head to toe.

Ye Sangsang grabbed a chair and sat by the bedhead, her head slightly lowered, her gaze eerily calm as she watched him.

"Principal, using the device you invented on yourself must feel quite peculiar, doesn't it?"

The Principal stared at Ye Sangsang as if seeing a demon.

Ye Sangsang didn't let others do the job, not just because they wouldn't know how to use it, but because she was enough for this task.

They merely had to watch, pure and untainted, as the true devils suffered.

In the Principal and Vice Principal's horrified gazes, Ye Sangsang picked up the connector and turned on the machine.

Whimpering sounds

The Principal's gagged mouth began emitting frantic whimpering, his body writhing wildly, almost too much for the four restraining him.

Seeing this, two relatively tall girls stepped forward, firmly holding him in place.

Ye Sangsang nonchalantly placed the connector on his temple.

Immediately, the veins on the Principal's forehead bulged, his pain almost physically manifesting on his face.

To prevent killing him, Ye Sangsang waited a while before removing the connector.

She moved to the other side.

The square-faced Vice Principal, who had been watching the Principal, began thrashing violently.

"Don't move, or you might make it even more painful," Ye Sangsang whispered softly, like a demon's low murmur.

The onlooking Instructors and Teachers trembled.

Before, they had watched these students suffer, their resistance waning into apathy, thinking such recalcitrant students deserved punishment.

But now, it was their turn.

Seeing the Principal and Vice Principal twitch from the electric shocks, they were engulfed in deep fear.

The square-faced Vice Principal let out a gurgled cry, excruciating pain coursing from his brain through his entire body, his head feeling as though thousands of needles were piercing it.

He had never thought electroshock could be this agonizing.

The feeling of time slowing to a crawl made his eyes redden.

He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but no one allowed him that chance; he couldn’t even form a word.

Of the forty-five students, those not securing the victims' escape enjoyed the scene before them.

They had dreamt of this moment.

Now their dream was a reality, and a genuine smile appeared on their faces.

They hadn't smiled like this in a long time; now, with one, they felt much lighter.

The heavy pressure in their chests dissipated a lot.

After three rounds, the air reeked of the pungent smell of excrement.

At the sight of the two men's stained lower halves, Ye Sangsang finally removed the cloth from their mouths.

Her hand on the Principal's temple, she directly placed the connector on it.

After a few seconds, she asked, "Tell me, do you think we're sick?"

The Principal's eyes were glazed, about to answer.

Ye Sangsang wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Not answering? Then keep going."

She placed the connector back on his temple.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The piercing scream echoed through the room, excruciatingly painful, yet those holding the Principal and Vice Principal and those watching laughed heartily.

The two girls who had escaped from the dormitory that night when Ye Sangsang arrived looked at her, their fists tightly clenched, their eyes gleaming with remarkable intensity.

They hadn't been able to answer in time before being ordered to continue with the electric shocks.

Now it was the Principal's turn to experience this feeling!

"No."

The Principal, perhaps due to his age, answered weakly only after Ye Sangsang asked three times.

"What is internet addiction? Is it a disease?"

Ye Sangsang asked, then, without waiting for the Principal's response, continued.

"No, it's not a disease."

"You opened this school for money, didn't you? You aggressively promote internet addiction as a disease just to make money."

"Yes..."

"The electroshock device you invented isn't therapeutic, is it?"

"Yes..."

"Do you get pleasure from tormenting people?"

"..."Yes."

"Have you molested female students?"

The Principal did not answer.

Ye Sangsang was in no hurry; she simply continued the electroshock.

Even if he fainted, he would be awakened.

Coming to, Ye Sangsang continued her questioning.

"..."Yes."

When he finally answered, the Principal's eyes were vacant, his spirit utterly broken.

Ye Sangsang didn't stop; she continued asking when and where, even if there were videos or photos.

The Principal didn’t want to answer, but under the "enhanced memory restoration," every secret was exposed.

Finally came the Vice Principal.

Perhaps due to the lessons learned from the past, the Vice Principal answered whatever Ye Sangsang asked.

He even proactively disclosed the profitability and deliberately promoted the idea that internet addiction was a disease.

But Ye Sangsang wasn't planning to let him off the hook. She electrocuted him once, then asked again; electrocuted again, and asked yet again.

In the end, the Vice Principal couldn't take it anymore and started shouting curses.

Yet what awaited him was still Ye Sangsang's merciless electric shocks.

Eventually, he even confessed to all the crimes he had committed.

Next were the various Instructors.

Ye Sangsang didn't bother asking questions anymore. She directly attached the connection heads of two devices to their temples and moved the devices beside her. As she operated the switches, she questioned them.

Initially, they clenched their teeth to resist, but what they received was unrelenting electric shocks.

The shocks left them mentally dazed and gave them the same lifeless gaze as the students they had previously tortured.

When hungry, one group would guard them while another went to the cafeteria to cook.

After eating, each of these individuals was forced to take three pills.

The Principal knew exactly what those pills were and desperately struggled not to take them. But the person in front of him wouldn't allow it.

He was forced to open his mouth, and the pills along with water were poured down his throat.

Ye Sangsang smiled innocently at the camera, directly stating that this was part of the treatment.

Everyone except the forty-five students looked at Ye Sangsang as if they saw a monster.

In the middle of it all, the camera pen even charged up again.

In full view of everyone, Ye Sangsang successfully made every one of them admit they were sick.

The boys and girls had tears in their eyes but smiles on their lips.

Then came the dragon whip.

Ye Sangsang turned off the camera and let them give full rein to their actions.

Standing outside the room, they could hear the continuous terrified screams from within.

For those who had been the perpetrators, this would be an unforgettable nightmare they would carry for the rest of their lives.

Ye Sangsang didn't feed them. After beating them to a point, she would group them into threes and fours and throw them into solitary confinement.

【When it comes to revenge, you need someone like Sister Sang, who's a total psycho.】

【They weren't so high and mighty before, constantly insulting those students, blaming everything on them. But now that the whip is hitting them, they've become obedient.】

【All the pent-up anger vented out feels much better! And once they truly rebel, they won't be so vulnerable anymore. This incident will blow up, and the parents of these students will also be more cautious. Sister Sang contacting the TV station is also for this purpose.】

In the live broadcast, they discussed this. Ye Sangsang led the students to

Zhou Xue had endured, waiting for the moment of mutual destruction.

Ye Sangsang, after finishing the files, turned back to face Cui Xue.

"Are you blaming me for being wrong?"

"No."

"You look like you're blaming me. Is it because you never told me?"

"No."

Ye Sangsang shook her head again and slowly stood up to confront Cui Xue.

Her mission to escape was now complete.

It was time to align the endings of the copy and reality.