A well-dressed officer holds a stack of A4 papers in his hand and looks at the doctor's resume, which is reaching the end of his hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Under the sweep of his eyes, the officer, who had always had a strict style, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then continued to read.

"Zhao Jiayan, male, 24 years old. Graduated from Kyoto Medical College with a Doctor of Clinical Surgery. After one year of internship and two years of work, he is currently the director of surgery at the Kyoto Medical College Hospital. Zeng ......"

"Stop, bring me all the information."

"Yes, General Ann."

The officer stood upright and placed a stack of A4 papers neatly on his desk.

Behind the table sat a half-white-haired soldier, with gold leaves on epaulettes and three gold stars shining mightily in the warm white light.

General An quickly flipped through a stack of resumes and pulled out four of them and put them together.

"Just these four people, the matter is urgent, you can arrange it immediately."

"Yes."

The officer respectfully picked up the four pieces of paper on the table, saluted, and exited the room.

As soon as he left the room, he ran up quickly and whispered orders to the two waiting subordinates.

Ten minutes later, two military helicopters landed at the same time in the highest-level military hospitals in Modu, Anxi, and Jingnan, and the heavily armed soldiers rushed into the military hospitals, picked up three white-haired doctors, and rushed to the helicopters on the rooftop.

Only the helicopter to Kyoto Medical College Hospital arrived five minutes late.

Dean Liu, who received the notice, waited on the rooftop, saw the soldiers jumping from the helicopter, and hurriedly greeted them.

"I'm ...... Uh......" He had just reached out to shake hands and introduce himself, when he was greeted by the muzzle of the black hole.

No one said a word to him except the soldier with a gun pointed at him, and the other three soldiers quickly ran downstairs, and two others stood guard on the rooftop.

"Is there a mistake?"

Dean Liu asked cautiously, the muzzle of the black hole made his face pale and his heart beating wildly.

"Shut up."

The answer to him was a strong, unreasonable order, and a gun that almost hit him in the head.

Dean Liu's hand was raised, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhao Jiayan was sharpening his knife in his director's office.

He placed a jet-black knife on A4 paper, carefully polishing it back and forth.

His hands were white and thin, with only a layer of skin covered with bone, and cyan veins bulged with his exertion.

The face is slightly more bloody than the hands, but the extreme thinness still gives people the feeling of seeing skeletons.

The only thing that made him feel like he was alive was his sparkling eyes. The eyes were bright, especially when he picked up the knife, put a hair on the blade, and blew lightly.

The hair was snapped by the wind and snapped at the blade, and half of the hair fell down.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and even brighter when he raised the knife and saw the long blood-red streaks on the blade on the blade.

The blood lines are like vines, winding back and forth on both sides of the blade, with some kind of magical law.

The blood pattern image is engraved later, and it seems to be the original material used to make the knife, adding a mysterious atmosphere to this originally ordinary black knife.

Put the sharpened knife back on the table, pick up another black knife, and polish it on the A4 paper as well.

The two knives are the same twenty-one centimeters long, the handle is fifteen centimeters long, and the blade is six centimeters long, and the blade is the same slightly curved and gradually shrinks forward to the tip of the knife.

The only difference......

Zhao Jiayan observed the blood lines on this knife for a longer time than the previous one, because this knife was the knife he was going to use for surgery immediately.

In five minutes, he was going to perform surgery on a leg hemangioma for a dignitary, who was usually pampered and strong, and it was just right to use this knife.

"Use the Drawing Knife to absorb a little bit of your vitality, even if it is to help me compensate for my own consumption, it is not in vain that you spend all your means to invite me to take the main knife. As for the pattern knife, you don't need it. ”

Zhao Jiayan smiled and said to himself. Even if he is like a skeleton, his smile still gives people the feeling of a sunny boy.

The blood lines on the blade of the drawing knife extend from the tip of the knife to the hilt, which is to draw the vitality of others to compensate for itself.

The blood pattern of the pattern cultivation knife is the opposite, extending from the handle to the tip of the knife. Contrary to the effect of the Drawing Knife, it is to replenish one's own life force into the body of others.

Put the two peculiar knives into a titanium alloy box, and put the box in the pocket of the white coat, Zhao Jiayan stood up and prepared to go to the operating room.

Seems a little noisy on the outside? Could it be that a noble person came to the door again?

Zhao Jiayan frowned and opened the door, just about to reprimand and ask those nobles' minions not to make noise in the hospital.

The door opened, and two guns were pointed at him at the same time. Zhao Jiayan's two bodyguards with gun licenses were helplessly raising their hands and watching as a soldier confiscated their guns.

His fingers moved, glancing at the fingers and neck of a soldier clasped to the bolt, and calmly waiting for the other to explain his intentions.

"Director Zhao Jiayan?"

The soldier on the left asked in a serious, slightly stiff tone, as he lowered his gun and asked his teammate next to him to lower it.

"I'm Zhao Jiayan, do you have something?"

Zhao Jiayan's thin face appeared in the soldier's fully enclosed helmet, and a red frame enclosed this face, and a few red letters flashed next to it.

"The mission goal has been confirmed, Zhao Jiayan."

The soldier put away his gun and stood upright, and saluted Zhao Jiayan, "Doctor Zhao Jiayan, I have been ordered by the chief to recruit you into the army, with the rank of captain, this is your certificate." ”

Zhao Jiayan didn't take the small green book handed over by the soldier, but still put his hand in his pocket, and asked again calmly, "What are you looking for me?" ”

His eyes were now flat, as if he were chatting with a friend he had just met.

The soldier had never seen someone who could treat him so calmly, and after being slightly stunned, he immediately saluted, "Captain Zhao, this matter involves top military secrets, and the time is urgent, please come with us." ”

Zhao Jiayan swept the soldiers' equipment, most of which had never been seen on the Internet. The soldier facing him had a holographic closed helmet, which was not something that ordinary troops could have. And the identity of a captain is not something that can be sealed casually by any person.

And the soldier's reaction to his gaze shows that this person must have been on the battlefield more than just the battlefield, and is sensitive to threats.

Removing the possibility that someone would change the way to ask himself to go for surgery, Zhao Jiayan nodded, "Give me the documents, let's go." ”

He replied very simply, and the soldier immediately saluted after being stunned, made a few gestures to the other two team members, and escorted Zhao Jiayan to the rooftop of the building.

Sitting on the helicopter, the soldier politely blindfolded Zhao Jiayan.

The helicopter flew towards an unknown place.

On the plane, several soldiers relaxed and chatted using the helmet's communication system.

"Captain, why don't you forcibly take him away? Although it is a captain, our Tianlong Brigade doesn't care. ”

"Little San, if you are looked at, you will feel that your hand has been cut off and your neck has been pierced by a knife. I'm sure you'll be like me, politely inviting him. ”

"Really?"

"Well, this guy is terrifying. If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid I'll have to ask someone from above to come forward. ”

"Where do we have a gun, or the kind that is loaded with a safety bullet, and that person can kill you in such a situation?"

"As soon as he opened the door, he gave me an angry look in his eyes," said the captain's voice as if he were sleepwalking, "and with a single glance, it was as if I had fallen into the mouth of a giant beast, and my whole body was stiff and terrified. Not to mention shooting, I almost couldn't speak. ”

"Ah......h

Zhao Jiayan let the soldiers take him, came to an unknown place, took the elevator to the underground, and came to a room.

After the soft sound of the door closing, the room was quiet, and Zhao Jiayan could hear the beating of two hearts.

A heartbeat is your own eternal heartbeat of 60 beats per minute.

The other person's heartbeat was an eerily 9 beats per minute.

"Captain Zhao, your task is vivisection. Now unfasten the blindfold and start immediately. ”

Neutral mechanical sounds became the third sound in the room.

Zhao Jiayan took off the blindfold, glanced at the environment, and asked, "The purpose of dissection?" ”

"Physiological structure, physical characteristics. weaknesses and strengths of the body, development potential. Finally, find out the most effective way to kill the living. ”

"Okay. But you turn your voice off, I don't like people to interject when I do things. ”

There was no response.

"Interesting."