"How? Have you thought it through? Luo Xu didn't care.

Dylan knew very well that what this Branston said in front of him was not a lie, and it was too simple to link him to the fact that he was the owner of a biopharmaceutical company in the first place, and that it was too simple to have a drug called sodium thiopental. What's more, until now, Dylan himself has not implemented any measures of resistance, not because he doesn't want to, but because he really can't. He could feel it, don't look at this Branston very casually, as if he didn't care about his actions at all, but the muzzle of the gun in his hand was always aimed at him, and if he made a move, he would inevitably be hit. What's even more terrifying is that even if this Branston, who doesn't look like a human, loses the gun in his hand and deals with him empty-handed, Dylan himself has no certainty that he will be able to successfully counterattack, and maybe he will be killed on the spot because of this reckless action.

Both sides are smart people, and it is difficult to deceive each other if they make up lies, Dylan was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "I was born in New York State in 1973, and I was just an ordinary police officer until I was 30 years old, until I participated in a national defense project program when I was 31 years old. ”

"Defense project plans?" Luo Xu frowned slightly.

"Yes, the defense project plan."

Dylan said, "You should know about DARPA, right? ”

“darpa？” Luo Xu suddenly said: "The Advanced Research Projects Agency of the Ministry of Defense? ”

The U.S. Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA) is a subsidiary of the U.S. Department of Defense, established in 1958, responsible for the research and development of high-tech technology for military use.

"The national defense project I participated in was established in 2004 by the Advanced Research Projects Agency of the Ministry of National Defense, and its name is ......."

Dylan paused and sneered, "Shadow Project." ”

"Shadow project?"

Dylan closed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and seemed to remember the past, "The Shadow Project was prepared by the Advanced Research Projects Agency after the 911 terrorist attacks in 2001 until it was officially established in 2004. ”

His voice became cold: "An experiment that is cruel to the extreme. ”

"Oh?" Luo Xu is interested, an experiment that is extremely cruel? Is it still horrific and cruel to the experiments he had done on the three prisoners?

"When I was selected, I didn't know that I was participating in a cruel experiment, and I was told by them that I had entered the FBI to participate in the training as an agent, so I signed my name on the agreement and put my fingerprints on it, and by the time I arrived at my destination and learned what kind of training it was, it was too late."

Memories drift away......

June 7, 2004, somewhere in Arlington County, Virginia--

Dylan pulled his suitcase and looked at the building in front of him in a daze, because the six-story building was obviously a bit unexpected to him, all made of red mud masonry, and many flower pots were planted on the windowsills, not like a training ground, but more like a sanatorium. And in this mountain forest far from the city, it must cost a lot of money to build such a large estate, is it necessary for the FBI to do this to train new people?

Birkin, who came to pick him up, looked at him a little stunned and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, we have prepared a room for you, I hope you can like it." ”

I guess I said I didn't like it, and you wouldn't let me choose, would you? Dylan said inwardly, but still pulled his suitcase and followed Birkin into the "nursing home".

Walking into the "nursing home", Dylan felt right, this was a nursing home, and several doctors in the hall walked over and looked at him.

"Is this ......," Dylan couldn't help but ask.

"Training will definitely require some doctors to keep you safe."

"Don't worry," said Berzin, "come with me." ”

Take the elevator straight up to the third floor, go out and turn right, the corridor is empty and no one exists, only the sound of the two of them walking and stepping out. Dylan felt more and more weird, opened his mouth, closed it again, he had never been to the FBI training ground, maybe that's it? If he asked, wouldn't he make others laugh?

After walking about ten meters in the hallway, Birkin took out a bunch of keys, took out one of them, inserted it into the door next to it, and twisted it, and the door opened.

What greeted you was a very simple room, a toilet, a bed, and a desk, although simple, but surprisingly clean, and did not feel cramped and uncomfortable.

"It's your room, your key, take it."

Handing the key to Dylan, Birkin said, "Eat at seven in the morning, twelve at noon, and six at night, all on the second floor, if you have any questions, you can come to me in the duty room on the first floor." ”

He was about to walk out, when he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, give me your phone." ”

"Cell phone?" Dylan was stunned.

"You don't know, do you? During the training, you can't communicate with the outside world privately, everything is for confidentiality. ”

When Dylan heard him say this, he had to hand him his Motorola.

"Pack your bags." Patting Dylan on the shoulder, Birkin walked out the door.

Dylan walked around the room, did not immediately start to pack his luggage, but sat on the bed, startled, until now, he couldn't believe that he, an ordinary police officer, would suddenly be selected as an FBI agent, this is really an incredible thing, and it is a little unbelievable to think about it now.

"Maybe God has finally taken care of me."

Dylan had to comfort himself like this, he is 31 years old, no girl has taken a fancy to him now, he is still a poor bachelor, and what is even more sad is that perhaps because he was an orphan since he was a child, his surname is a little withdrawn, resulting in not even many friends when he grows up, and the only one also went to San Francisco after graduating from college, and gradually lost contact. His whole life was to go to work, drink and sleep after work, and then repeat it in turn, and this kind of life lasted for more than eight years, and today, it seems that it is about to change.

He was a little apprehensive, after all, eight years of habits were changed at once, and no one would be used to it, but fortunately, Dylan quickly calmed down, lit a cigarette to calm his mood, and then packed his luggage.

He didn't have much luggage, and after half an hour of tidying up, Dylan didn't know what to do. Walking into the window and looking outside, the woods were lush and the summer was thick, this was a good place for cultivation, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see how the training was carried out here.

Maybe I'm making a fuss!

When he went back to the house and lay down for a while, seeing that it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, he remembered what Birkin had said, that it was time for supper, and he got up and opened the door and walked towards the stairs. The restaurant was on the second floor, so there was no need to wait for the elevator, Dylan took a few steps down the stairs to the second floor.

Compared to the empty space on the third floor, the second floor finally saw some people sporadically, Dylan couldn't see their identities, some were wearing formal suits, some were wearing white coats used by doctors, and some were like him, wearing all kinds of casual clothes.

At the end of the corridor, there is a very large indoor cafeteria, which is estimated to be able to accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, and the food is placed on the side for everyone to choose. Dylan was not a picky eater, so he chose a little bit of vegetables and fruits, and found a spare table to sit down.

Slowly chewing the food in his mouth, Dylan gradually discovered a strange place, the environment of this restaurant is very quiet, no, not quiet, it is silence, everything is too quiet, no one talks, no one talks, only the sound of knives, forks and plates clashing, everything is done in silence. Dylan had dined on all occasions, even in the most gentlemanly French restaurant, there were people talking and whispering in low voices, and it was the first time he had seen a restaurant like this, where no one spoke.

He was not used to this kind of environment, he liked loud bars, lively small restaurants, people drinking with each other, but he hated restaurants like robots. He finished the food on his plate in a few bites, walked out of here quickly, and walked towards the first floor.

Berzin was really in the duty room on the first floor, when Dylan walked in, he was holding a newspaper and reading it carefully, and when he knew Dylan's intention, he groaned and said: "My friend, you should be patient and wait for a few more days, the specific training project will not be launched until the personnel arrive, you can take a turn around here, well, of course, it is better not to go out of the wall." ”

Without asking for results, Dylan had no choice but to go back. The next day, he really went out of the house as Birkin had said, and there was actually a huge garden outside, with many specially cultivated trees and flowers, which were pleasing to the eye and relaxing. But after walking a few hundred meters, you can see a wall more than two and a half meters high, and a layer of barbed wire has been pulled at the top of the wall, and there are warning signs everywhere - be careful, there is electricity!

There was nothing to see, and Dylan finished his walk through the garden and went back to his room to standby, and he could barely sleep boringly to pass the time. In the next few days, as Birkin said, many newcomers came one after another, and soon the empty third floor was full, and the excitement cleared the emptiness in an instant, and Dylan made two friends in disbelief, Vaughn and Lamy, who were about the same age as him, and also had a lot of common hobbies, and they became familiar with each other in a short time. In an unfamiliar environment, friends are always very quick to get along.

Ten days later, all the newcomers arrived, and the third to sixth floors were almost full, and Dylan secretly counted, according to one room per person, there were at least 120 people, which is really not a small number.

But soon, Dylan knew that he was wrong. (To be continued.) )