At that time, a group of teenagers who were sent to the island still believed that it was really closed training, and there were even some enthusiastic teenagers who thought that they could really serve the country. Now that I think about it, what a bunch of naïve and ignorant children.

But after a long time, everyone found out that something was wrong, where was the normal training, and it was clearly the guinea pig who let them do the experiment! In the beginning, those who wore white coats and called doctors would lie that they were injected with nutrients, or some kind of supplement to the body's trace elements, and make them do strange actions, or wear strange clothes, connected to machines. Everyone thought it was a new technological means that could help them strengthen their physique.

But in the case of someone gradually disappearing, even the most innocent teenager noticed the abnormality of this closed training. Some of them questioned and some even offered to leave the island.

So the people of the island tore through the camouflage and revealed their true ugly faces.

Even if they want to resist, under the surveillance of layers of people, how can the inexperienced teenagers beat those well-trained guards, let alone escape. They no longer have the dormitories they once had, they were all locked up in a prison-like little dark room, and apart from starving to death, almost no one cared about their lives.

Seeing that the friends who used to come in together were named one by one, but never came back, I could almost guess that the other party's fate would not be much better when I thought about it.

didn't wait long, on a cold day, Mo Forget was escorted out of the small black room by two strong guards, and the group of teenagers behind him who were once high-spirited were now shrunk in the corner and shivering, and they didn't even dare to take a second look. Tortured like a walking corpse, lifeless.

At that time, he thought that after walking out of that door, it would probably be the end of his life. But apparently those who are dressed in white and have a hideous smile will not let him go easily. The blinding white light, the scalpel glowing with cold light, was the last sight he saw when he was still awake when he was lying on the operating table.

Confused, I don't know life and death. He lay in the operating room for an unknown amount of time, and he could barely feel his body. Only occasionally he felt that the sound of the knife cutting through his skin came from him, and he was like a stage for these knife-wielding people to play on his body.

"It's not dead yet, it's kind of interesting, throw him to those cowards to play with, pull him down and get a new one......"

He vaguely seemed to hear someone talking, but the pain sealed all his memories into the depths of his mind. So when he woke up, like a blank sheet of paper, looking at the group of people smiling, pointing at him, and even hitting him, he didn't react - no, I should say that he didn't know how to react. He didn't know anything, he had no memory.

Maybe it's because he really has amnesia, so when he came to choose a target, he was chosen by the person who always maintained an amiable attitude and sent him to the so-called 'master'.

The man who took himself out of the island, and sent himself to another abyss with his own hands, saved him and killed him.

Don't forget to smile bitterly, should you hate him or be grateful to him?

The person who took him out of the island was the informant who communicated with the outside world, and he specialized in trading people who were no longer needed on the island to people with special needs in the outside world.

On the way to the new master, Uncle Tong told him a lot of things for some reason, and he seemed very nagging.

"You remember, as long as you are obedient, you will not get hurt. When the master is angry, don't show up with him, otherwise he will be beaten and it will hurt...... Alas, forget it, I tell you, you don't understand either...... However, we also have eyes, and it is not a good thing that I will take you out of the island, at least it is better than waiting for death. Look at you stupid, maybe you can survive with those old guys for a few more years. In a group of old perverts, your master is still good-natured......"

Uncle Tong was babbling to himself all the way, and he was not bored at all, although he didn't understand it at the time.

Don't forget that when he was always beaten by his master's side, he remembered the smiling face of Uncle Tong when he handed his hand over and led him away. I don't know why, but that smile was imprinted in his heart.

So much so that later in the business war, he always unconsciously hung up that amiable mask, and the more time passed, the more difficult it was for him to take off this mask. In a trance, you can see Uncle Tong smiling and nodding to himself, and then disappearing without a trace.

Don't forget to be stunned for a moment, and suddenly feel that today's moonlight is really cold. Even if seven years have passed, those memories seem to be imprinted in his mind after they are revived, and he can't forget them, and even the slight muscle changes on some people's faces, he can recall them clearly.

Is this somewhat perverted memory a reward or punishment for his hard work? Don't forget to say that you can't tell, and you don't want to dig deeper.

But since the boss found him that day and said something like that, he could no longer simply attribute this matter to God's arrangement.

That day, when he received the news from the boss, he was at first incredulous, shocked, and panicked, but years of experience made him quickly calm down, arrange work as usual, and naturally walked into the bathroom, and then clicked on the dialog box that almost never had a message.

"Free tomorrow? Something to say. At 12 o'clock at noon, you have a private room on the second floor of the café downstairs. Three long, one short and two sounds. ”

Finally, there is the handover code, knock on the door according to the rhythm of 'oh-oh-oh-', otherwise the people inside will not open the door.

After replying "yes", Don't forget to immediately delete the message and change it back to the account you usually work on. The whole process of communication took less than a minute, and no one noticed the change in him.

The next day, the two met smoothly as scheduled. It is not for nothing that the more dangerous the place, the safer. Who would have thought that the spies of their own company would complete the meeting near the downstairs?

Very ordinary weather, an ordinary noon, in just ten minutes, he heard a completely different statement, like listening to a story, re-washing his three views.

It turned out that the inhumane abuse he received on the island was not a criminal, but a tacit approval of some big people in the country! This also explains why so many teenagers have disappeared without attracting social repercussions and attention, and even that island can continue to run smoothly.

But the next story he heard had broken his three views!