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Yesterday I posted an article about my recently experienced dark moment in life. Some people said I was making up stories, claiming there were too many details and inconsistencies. I am speechless! I just want to say that my real experience is like this; if you haven't gone through it, don't make baseless judgments. I'm just sharing this; to be honest, I don't even dare to share such things in real social settings because it would directly affect my life (having worn handcuffs is really humiliating). I feel that only in the crypto community can I let it out, and everyone might have experienced similar situations or may encounter them in the future, so sharing here is most appropriate. Let's move on to some Q&A!

Just last night, my uncle called me to have tea. The uncle who called me is from out of town, and he asked me to meet him at a certain place after work to investigate some matters. He didn't say what it was about, mentioning it wasn't a big deal, and if it were a big deal, he wouldn't have called me (implying that for a big deal, they would come to take you away directly). I had just returned from a trip and had joined a travel group, which included some shopping inducements. A few families seemed to have been induced to spend a total of over a hundred thousand. I thought some families had reported the tour guide company to the police, asking me to assist in the investigation. Other than that, I couldn't think of anything else since I hadn't made any money in recent years 😂. After work, I happily went to the designated place and met two uncles from out of town. After greeting them, they asked if I knew someone. I said I didn't. They asked if I had a bank card ending in ****. I said it seemed like it. They inquired if the card was still usable, and I said it was. They asked if the card had ever been frozen, to which I replied it had been frozen but was later unfrozen. They asked if I received a transfer from someone in November 2021. I said I couldn't remember and needed to check my mobile banking app. Upon checking, I confirmed it was a transfer from that person. They then asked where the money came from, and I explained I earned it by trading cryptocurrencies. They asked where I sold it, and I mentioned a digital currency trading platform. They asked which platform, specifically if it was OKEx (suggesting that OKEx had the most dirty money). I said it wasn't; I used Binance and ZB, but because it had been a long time, I couldn't remember which platform was used for that particular transaction. They then asked me to provide a statement, saying they were also in town for business and handling this case on the side since the amount wasn't significant enough to warrant a special trip. One of the uncles communicated with my local uncle about the statement process while I chatted with the other uncle (we discussed the current cryptocurrency trading environment, but I won't go into details). The atmosphere was still quite relaxed, and I didn't take it too seriously since I'm a law-abiding citizen. After the first uncle finished communicating, they brought me inside. From there, things gradually became more frightening, and my mood darkened; the darkest moment of my life had arrived... The general process involved the out-of-town uncle showing me a piece of paper, which was a summons, stating I was suspected of concealing proceeds of fraud. I asked how I had become a criminal. The uncle said it was suspected since dirty money had been transferred to my card, making me a suspect. I had no experience in such matters and could only agree to sign. They then asked me to take out all my belongings and searched me against the wall, asking if I had any contagious diseases or anything similar. They said we needed to drive to the case handling center to make the statement, and then something I never expected happened: one uncle brought handcuffs and put them on me. I was stunned and asked the out-of-town uncle what was happening; I wasn't a criminal, so why was I being handcuffed? The out-of-town uncle also felt helpless and comforted me, saying they had no choice; it was the local procedure, and they had to follow it. Anyone suspected of illegal activities had to be treated this way. I had no choice but to accept it, believing that if one is upright, they need not fear shadows. The most distressing part was being taken to the car while many people in the hall saw me; I truly felt this was the greatest shame of my life. After arriving at the case handling center, I was searched again. I was asked to wear slippers and put on a piece of clothing from inside (which seemed like a detention uniform) and entered a room for recording statements. The next moment was also the darkest in my life: the statement room was like what we see on TV for interrogating criminals, and I was made to sit in a chair with my hands and feet bound. The out-of-town uncle continued to comfort me, telling me not to worry; they had no choice, it was the local procedure, and they also felt very frustrated, but there was nothing to be done 😂 (they were from Northeast China and were quite easy to talk to). The statement process began with casual conversation to understand the situation before formally recording the statement. They asked questions, and I answered, mainly about: 1. My identity information, 2. If I knew that person, 3. Why I received that amount of money, 4. What platform I used for trading, and to explain the trading process in detail, 5. If I knew that the money was dirty, 6. If I was willing to return the money. After completing the statement and negotiating the return of funds, I was allowed to go back. As for how I answered, how the negotiation went, and some friction between the out-of-town and local uncles, I'll detail that next time!