"What happened?" Luo Xu said curiously.

"Dead." Dylan said lightly: "Except for me and one other person, 118 people died out of 120 people. ”

Luo Xu was moved, this was much more cruel than his experiment of killing three people.

"What kind of defense program are you involved in?"

Dylan's face was expressionless, and he opened his mouth and said slowly......

After all the people arrived, they did not start the training as Dylan imagined for the first time, but gathered them together for a detailed physical examination. It was an inevitable procedure, and Dylan wasn't surprised, except that after the medical examination, their principal, an old man in his forties, had them receive a drug injection.

This kind of request is very strange, although I will not believe that the FBI will harm people, but in the face of unfamiliar drugs, I don't think anyone will be willing to inject them, so 120 people did not agree.

The person in charge began to detail the efficacy of this drug, claiming that it is a drug developed in-house by the FBI that can improve the body's immunity and reflexes, and it is a drug that must be injected during the training process, and only the first injection is required. The person in charge made many people hesitate, and in the end, some people chose to believe it and injected the unknown drug into the body, but more people still didn't believe it, not because they were afraid of anything, but because they were actually a kind of resistance to strange things.

However, after a day, the group of people who injected the drugs had nothing to do, and they did feel refreshed, and the rest of the people let go of their doubts and chose to be injected.

More than an hour after the injection, Dylan did feel different, his nerves seemed to be excited, and there was an indescribable energy all over his body, which made him wonder if the injected drug was a stimulant?

But stimulants don't have such a long-lasting effect, and within three days, Dylan could always feel his spirits so high that he almost couldn't sleep at night.

But in the past three days, Dylan has become more and more strange that the FBI people don't let them do some training, but come up with something to test them. For example, various experiments to test reflexes, as well as memory experiments, etc., Dylan thinks that at least they should come up with some internal FBI teaching materials.

The slideshow kept changing pictures quickly, and those pictures were fruits, vegetables, cars, people, buildings, and all sorts of things, until they switched to 100 pictures at a rate of two per second, and then stopped.

The man who was working on the machine wore a pair of glasses and said in a hoarse voice, "What is the thirty-first picture?" ”

Dylan, who was sitting in the back, recalled, "It's a garden." ”

"How many people are there in the garden?"

"Well, eight people."

"Is the third one on the left male or female?"

"Female."

"Did she wear anything on her hands?"

Dylan frowned, this kind of question is so difficult that it is necessary to memorize every detail, it is really difficult, but the strange thing is that Dylan thought about it carefully, and really sketched the appearance of that woman in his mind.

"She's wearing a platinum ring."

"Good, you can get out."

The man who was the machine nodded, looked down at what he had written in his notebook, and told Dylan to walk out and call another person in.

Dylan shrugged and walked out, he now deeply felt that the internal medicine that the FBI said was indeed extraordinary, and he felt that if he used to be a pig's head, then now he is at least an ape-level person.

Three days after injecting the drug......

"What is this?" Dylan looked stunned at a medicine bottle placed in front of the table.

The doctor looked at him calmly, "Everyone needs medicine to stabilize your body's abilities. ”

"What do you mean?" Dylan asked, puzzled.

"You must have sensed a huge change from your former self, right? This is the effect of the previous injection of DZ, and over time, the effect of DZ will weaken, and it is necessary to continue taking the drug to keep the ability from decaying. ”

"Really?" Dylan looked at the medicine bottle on the table in silence, took it and opened it, and there were only about a dozen blue pills, very few.

"One pill every 24 hours, and don't forget to take your medication." The doctor advised.

"Okay, I got it."

Walking out of the room, Dylan saw Birkin standing aside, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Hello sir." ”

"Hello." It seemed that Birkin remembered Dylan, and he smiled and said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"I was asking when will the formal training begin?"

"Formal training?" Birkin's eyes changed slightly, he turned his head, as if looking at something interesting, and then turned back: "Of course there will be, but wait a while, be patient, newcomer." ”

"It's going to take a while." Dylan dissatisfied.

Birkin shook his head, ignored the newcomer, and walked away.

For the next few days, all of them were taking the pills, undergoing various tests every day until five days after taking the pills.

The location was in the restaurant on the second floor, when Dylan and the others were eating, and suddenly someone exclaimed, "Mike, what's wrong with you?" Quick, save him. ”

The restaurant was in an uproar, and it turned out that there was a newcomer who suddenly had blood flowing from his nose and fell to the ground, rolling his eyes and convulsing.

People didn't know what to do, and they didn't dare to go up to comfort the man who had fallen to the ground, so they had to inform the doctor and wait.

Several doctors soon arrived at the scene, tested the patient's body, and then removed the patient on a push stand.

Everyone discussed with each other in the back, and everyone didn't know what was going on, and some people asked the doctor, but they could only see the doctor's serious face, and he didn't answer their questions, waved his hand and left.

The matter should be over here, someone suddenly fell ill and was treated in time, as long as he waited patiently for the news, but until the next morning, when the meal came, no news came. At this time, two more people collapsed during the meal, and the condition was exactly the same as the one yesterday afternoon.

The lively atmosphere seemed to have suddenly come to an abrupt end, and everyone's faces changed slightly as the doctor arrived, and the two of them were carried away on the carriage, and at this time, no one spoke, and there seemed to be an indescribable meaning in their hearts.

In the evening, there was no news, and the next morning, there was still no news, but fortunately, at the time of the meal, no one had a similar situation again, and I have to say that many people were relieved.

However, misfortune came, when two people were sitting on a chair outside the building and chatting, and suddenly one of them had blood from his nose and convulsions all over his body, which frightened the man next to him. At that time, Dylan was not far from the two men, and hurriedly ran forward, but heard the convulsive man say, "Don't ...... Go on...... Take the medicine ......"

The words were not clear, and the patient was immediately taken away by the doctors.

The remaining 116 people knew the news for the first time, and no one could bear it anymore, so they came to the first floor collectively and asked the person in charge to give an explanation. Looking at the black crowd, the person in charge was not afraid at all, nor was he in a hurry to explain everyone's questioning, but made a phone call, and in less than two minutes, a large number of armed men wearing riot uniforms and carrying high-power weapons surrounded the first floor, and the black muzzles were all pointed at everyone.

Now people didn't dare to make trouble, and no one even dared to speak loudly, and they all held their breath.

The person in charge came out and spoke, "Don't worry, those people are just allergic to drugs, we have transferred them to the hospital outside, and now they are recovering well." ”

What else, in the face of the gun, everyone could only accept this explanation and return to their respective rooms, that night, many people chose not to take the blue pills, Dylan hesitated, but still took the pills.

However, this choice was actually more dangerous, and the next morning, many people did not come to the meal, and Dylan counted them, and there were more than seventy less.

The rest of the people were very uneasy until the person in charge came out and said, "The pill must not be stopped, otherwise the body will immediately become ill." ”

This is by no means FBI training!

About the forty or so people left had this idea in their hearts, and in the face of the threat of gunpoint, everyone silently did not speak.

That night, five people were shot dead as they fled.

The next night, seven men were shot dead as they tried to escape.

Dylan finally realizes that this is not a good-looking nursing home at all, but a prison!

Of the 120 people, the only ones who survived were Dylan and another stranger.

But it didn't really end, and after only two people remained, Dylan and the two were transported to an unknown location, what appeared to be a military base, where he met seven other people who had the same experience as him, and a total of nine people were assembled.

Bringing them together is a woman named Anita, in her thirties, with a beautiful face and a top-notch figure, who is believed to be the focus of attention everywhere, but here, she is just synonymous with demons.

"Congratulations, you have successfully passed the test, what you are about to face is a major national defense project, this project, you have no right to refuse, only the choice of obedience." The woman, Anita, smiled and said this in a cold tone.

Dylan really had no choice, because the result of disobedience was a dead end.

Sitting in the car, Luo Xu, who gradually listened to Dylan's speech, asked, "What is this national defense project you are participating in?" ”

Dylan said indifferently: "This national defense project is known as 'shadow', and it is naturally aimed at political figures in some countries. ”

Luo Xu was stunned, "For dignitaries? Is it ......?"

"Not bad." Dylan nodded, "The nine of us are like shadows, hiding in some countries according to orders, and we will do it when needed." He suddenly laughed, "Our actions are not known to anyone, and most of the missions will not have a big impact, and the world will not know about it. But my last big operation, as you should know, was on January 20, 2010, in Dubai, in collaboration with the Mossad to kill the Hamas ......" (to be continued. )