The man with microscopic glasses couldn't help but tie Qiu to the operating table, broke Qiu's mouth like an animal, pressed Qiu's face, shone Qiu's eyes with a flashlight, and muttered in his mouth: "Talent...... Well, you can change ...... The face is ok, and the teeth need to be re-textured. Eye...... Well, no problem! ”

"Who are you? What is this for? Cho struggled hard.

The man in glasses didn't pay attention to him, but took something from the shelf.

"Here, do me a favor." The man with glasses threw a bundle of belts to Xing, who was standing aside, and ordered with a blank face, "Tie him tighter the better, so that he won't hurt himself." ”

Xing took the belt and still stood stupidly, he didn't know who he was going to help now? Whether it's Qiu who is lying on the operating table, ready to be slaughtered, or the man with glasses who is preparing surgical tools on the side.

"So, that, you, who are you? Yes, what to do? Xing asked timidly.

"It's all said, let you help, I have limited time. What about the two of you, with some cooperation, I can still do the operation faster......" The man with glasses still urged Xing, who was standing on the sidelines, in a tone that he couldn't hear.

"Hey, hey, hey! You perverted glasses man! I'm not sick, why do I have surgery! With her hands and feet fixed on the operating table, Cho writhed like a fish, trying to get out of control.

"Hey! Blue-skinned, if you don't want to see him injured, quickly fix him on the operating table with tape! The man with glasses had a stout syringe in his hand at some point, filled with red liquid.

"No, uncle, what's your last name, can you tell me before the operation? If I die on the operating table, I will at least die clearly. Autumn struggled even more when she saw the stout syringe filled with red liquid.

"Hey...... Your generation is also too poor in the ability to capture information......" The man with glasses put down the syringe and turned on the light on the wall, "Look for yourself, there are all on it." ”

There was a picture frame hanging on the wall, and what appeared to be the information of the eyed man in front of him was in the frame.

Jan Hohenheim

Talent: Doctor

Medical license: ED8995-ED9011

Scope of practice: None

Medical Accident: Unknown

……………………

"Jon Hohenheim? Are you the vanished Hohenheim miracle doctor? So you're not dead! Autumn exclaimed in surprise and excitement.

"But, but, I heard that he didn't ...... early, he a long time ago" After knowing that this man with glasses was not a dangerous person, Xing walked to Qiu's side and seriously tied him to the operating table.

"Don't curse me at every turn......" Inadvertently, Jon Hoinheim had already injected the liquid in the thick syringe into Qiu's body, but Qiu was completely unaware.

But Xing, who was standing on the side, watched the whole process, and Jon Hohenheim's movements can be said to be smooth, disinfection, needle insertion, and tube pulling in one go, unknowingly.

Qiu only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his speech began to be incoherent, and gradually he lost consciousness and fell asleep.

While Qiu was lying on the operating table, Wan Yan Bingxia was standing outside the office of the supreme executive with an explosively damaged helmet at this time.

Today is her first day in office, the first time she has received an urgent task, and the first time she has been out of the police. As a result, the prisoner set herself on fire, not to mention, her helmet was completely destroyed, and there was no room for salvation.

It seems that the top executive maybe, probably, has known about her "glorious deeds" today, and may be thinking about what to do with her at this moment.

Whether it will become a day for Yan Bingxia to find another job today, she can't say it herself.

"The executive told you to come in......" a female AI robot that looks like a secretary wearing glasses and her hair coiled back her head pushes open the office door.

Wanyan Bingxia held the helmet in her arms, lowered her head, and slowly rubbed into the office.

With a bang, the robot closed the office door.

The office is decorated like a tropical rainforest, and the unnamed flowers bloom in the house, but the heat is not felt at all in the room, because these are all holographic projections.

At this time, there were only Wan Yan Bingxia and the top executive in the office, two people.

At this time, the executive officer turned his back to Wan Yan Bingxia, leaned back in the boss's chair, and looked at the building outside the window, and the anti-gravity aircraft shuttling in the building.

"That...... Report? Codename W report mission ......" Wan Yan Bingxia said tentatively, whispering without confidence.

The ......" executive officer didn't seem to have any intention of turning around, still looking out the window, and asked coldly, "I heard that you were the first to find a wanted criminal?" ”

"Right...... That is true. Wan Yan Bingxia nodded.

"The hound really didn't bark for nothing." At this time, the executive officer turned the boss's chair, put his hands near his mouth, and carefully looked at Wan Yan Bingxia.

This is a handsome, middle-aged man with the breath of a king, with a unique golden white hair color, which is not a native of the earth at first glance, and his ice-blue eyes feel like he can penetrate people's hearts.

“… "Wan Yan Bingxia saw the cold eyes of the executive officer, felt a chill down her spine, and swallowed her saliva involuntarily.

Although she was very disgusted with being called a hound, she didn't dare to say anything more in the face of the top executive.

Wanyan Bingxia's tracking talent is one of several rare talents. Those who possess this talent usually end up serving the rulers. And the family of a person with such a talent will also follow the light and live an upper-class life without worrying about food and clothing.

However, when she was young, she was often teased by her peers because of this talent, saying that she was the reincarnation of a hunting dog. At first, she would be sad because of other people's teasing, but later Qiu told her that those who made fun of her called her a hound because they were jealous of her. She has great abilities that others don't have, and she should be proud.

From then on, when Wan Yan Bingxia met someone who made fun of her as a hunting dog, she replied with a smile: "Yes, I am a hunting dog, and my hunting dog can have no worries about food and clothing in the future." And you have to run for a living all your life, and see who makes fun of whom! ”

After that, everyone grew up and stopped caring about talent. began to run for their livelihood, and Wanyan Bingxia also entered the state organ as she wished, and directly became the captain of the security team. My parents also followed suit and moved to a more livable planet for retirement.

"Helmet ......" The executive stretched out his right hand, the fingers were thin and long, and he seemed to be more suitable for the position of pianist than the executive?

'Pianist? What is it? Why this bizarre idea? Wanyan Bingxia felt that her idea was dangerous, she shook her head lightly, and handed the destroyed helmet in her hand to the executive officer.