Fraudsters who want love 3
Quote from Goblin
To some extent, all these interactions on the Internet with scammers were fun. It has already turned into some kind of sport, I was happy to bring scammers to clean water and never paid. However... Gradually, I began to realize that I stopped believing in people. Starting a correspondence with a person, I began to wait for a catch and think about how this person will try to deceive me at the end of the correspondence?
If you go back to the beginning of my story and re-read the epigraph, you will understand that this is about me too! It was a double-edged sword!
It has become like paranoia. Luckily, by figuring out these dark, suspicious thoughts, I was able to force myself to regain my faith in people.
Are you still interested? Are you with me? Then I continue.
Time goes by, scammers improve.
Here is a very recent case!
I like Korean dramas, and I especially like the drama "Dokkebi" or if in Russian, it's just "Goblin". All the actors play there brilliantly, both men and women, but the performance of the two main actors, actor Gong Yoo and actor Lee Dong Wook, is especially impressive.
I am happy to follow the new roles of these actors on Instagram, look at the photos. And so, a week ago, a man who called himself Lee Dong Wook wrote to me. The scheme was about the same as that of other scammers. "Dear lady," he wrote, "I understand that your heart flutters and stops, but I am writing to you, actor Lee Dong Wook." There was a lot more text, seasoned with megalomania and some narcissism. And then everything went on knurled. "I love you, I'll buy you, I'll bring you to people!"
True, all this with an eye to your acting agency. An oath was taken from me that I would not tell the Russian fans of his work the secrets that he would reveal to me in a love conversation.
The man asked for my photos. I was surprised, but sent. I hinted to him several times that all the photos he received were publicly available on Instagram, but he kept asking and asking. I already decided that I was mistaken and that I was an honest person. However, after a few days it became clear that the man was working according to a verified scenario. He kept asking and asking for a photo, and then suddenly, so, in passing, demanded that I give the password from Instagram. To my reasonable question: "Why?" he suffered a blizzard about the fact that he loves me to a frenzy and wants to control where I am, with whom I am and in general, Shakespearean passions leaped up in him! If he sees a man next to me, he will kill! He will kill everyone, me, himself, a man! Well, in general, you understand!
My brain began to delve into the depths, trying to bring to light God's password from Instagram, and my finger turned out to be smarter again. The finger just closed the correspondence for now, giving me the opportunity to stop and think. Damn, I have never met such a scam and almost got caught!
I got on the Internet. But there were no such precedents. No one has bred anyone in this way on Instagram. There were many articles that men really sometimes control their ladies in this way, but there seemed to be nothing criminal. I began to think. And I came to the conclusion that there is a first time for everything.
One can imagine such a picture. A man who has access to my social networks can do anything with my subscribers. Get their data, ask for financial assistance, but you never know what can be done?
I scolded myself that my suspicion was unnatural, and there was nothing like that in the request of a man in love, however ... However, I still said that I didn’t remember the password (which was the absolute truth), in response to this, the mister actor was offended and said that I I do not trust him, and therefore his feelings are in vain, his love, his great love was rejected! All this was written with tears and pathos! Honestly, if I wanted to, then of course I could find an opportunity to remember or restore, at worst, the password, but I ... I didn’t want to! The more the imaginary master Lee Dong Wook pushed me, the more I resisted. Well, how do you think it ended? Right, unfortunately I was right. Having come to the conclusion that he would not receive the password, the imaginary actor lowered the intensity of passions, and then stopped writing altogether. There was no need to even send correspondence to the firebox.
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