Blood CoconutUpdated at Jul 11, 2025, 22:57
In the rainy season of 2023, in the "three regardless" zone of the China-Myanmar border, an unknown male corpse was thrown beside the muddy road. His eyeballs were dug out, there were three purple marks on his wrist, and there was only half of the blood-soaked ID card in his pocket - name: Chen Mo, hometown: Jiangcheng City, China.
Three days ago, Chen Mo was still working as a programmer in an office building in Jiangcheng. When he received a text message of "cross-border high-paying recruitment", he had just quarreled with his wife Lin Wan. Lin Wan was three months pregnant, urging him to pay for the mortgage, but his account balance was only three digits. The "monthly salary of 50,000 yuan, free food and accommodation, easy work" in the text message hooked him like poison bait.
At this moment, his body was torn apart by a wild dog, and blood flowed into the coconut forest on the roadside. The ripe coconut fell to the ground, and the flesh was as red as blood in the cracked shell.