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Chapter 61 Issuance of Special Medicines
"This is amazing! I can't feel anything when I wear it, it feels just like real skin!" the boy said with delight, touching his new face.
One by one, the next people stepped forward, and gasps of surprise and discussions could be heard from inside the room from time to time. The oppressive atmosphere from before gradually dissipated. After all eighteen people had put on their new gloves and patches, and Li Zhiyao had finished testing all the sounds, everyone looked completely different.
"Good heavens, I look like a middle-aged man now!"
"I look so much like a rich young lady! I feel like I could be going to a ball any second now!"
They looked at each other's new faces, chatted excitedly in hushed tones, gently touched their masks, and looked on with curiosity.
"Alright, quiet down," Yan Shuo said, and the room immediately fell silent. "Zhou Wen, come here."
Newcomer Zhou Wen quickly ran over with her camera: "Captain, I'm here!"
"Take photos of each of them, and develop the photos immediately afterward, the sooner the better," Yan Shuo instructed.
"Okay!" Zhou Wen nodded and started taking pictures of everyone. Occasionally, her voice could be heard from inside the room reminding him: "Brother, lift your head up a little." "Sister, make your expression more natural."
During a break from taking photos, Yan Shuo pulled a box out from under the table. Inside, neatly arranged, were a stamping tool, a stamp box, a fountain pen, stamp blanks, and a small carving knife.
He took out a stack of new blank certificates and began signing the officials' names on them.
At this moment, Liu Kuai walked in carrying a package containing a severed hand of a dead person.
"Captain, the package is here." Liu quickly placed the package on the table.
"Okay, you put your fingerprints here," Yan Shuo said without looking up. "Randomly select any of the five fingers to press, and make sure each document has one. They're all fake anyway, so a dead person's hand is just right. If you need more, just cut off another one."
"Understood!" Liu quickly picked up the severed hand. Although he looked a little uncomfortable, he moved quickly and began to put his fingerprints on each document.
On the other side, several new recruits walked in carrying a stack of personnel files and placed them on the table. "Captain, we've gathered all the files for the veterans from Shanghai!"
"Everyone come and pick one that matches your new face and new identity," Yan Shuo said.
The intelligence agents immediately gathered around, passing around the information and occasionally discussing, "This silk shop owner has a good background; he matches my mask perfectly."
"I feel that this primary school teacher is more suitable for me, and is less likely to arouse suspicion."
"Hey, don't try to take it from me! I want this doctor's certificate!"
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After Liu quickly pressed his fingerprint, he leaned over to take a look and said with a smile, "Captain, let me be the seal engraver! I guarantee the name seal I make will be exactly the same as the real thing!"
"Okay, it's up to you." Yan Shuo nodded.
Liu Kuai immediately found a corner, picked up the seal blank and carving knife, and got to work.
Before long, the name seals were engraved and printed on the corresponding certificates one by one.
Once Zhou Wen brought back the developed photos, pasted them onto the documents, and finally pressed them with a stamping tool, all the brand-new fake documents were produced.
"Qiang, here's the data for you. Go and enter it into the system first thing tomorrow morning." Yan Shuo handed the selected data to a boy wearing glasses.
"Received, Captain!" Ah-Qiang took the documents and carefully put them into his bag.
"Zhou Lie".
"Here!" Zhou Lie immediately stepped forward.
"Relocate them to new addresses, but be very careful. This time, they must not be targeted by anyone again."
Yan Shuo's tone turned serious. "Remember, whether they are our own people or enemies, we must not let them know our new operational route or address, understand?"
"Don't worry, Captain! I guarantee the mission will be completed! I'll personally arrange everything this time, there won't be any problems!" Zhou Lie patted his chest and assured him.
Yan Shuo nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone again: "There's one more thing. Anyone of you with tattoos, scars, knife wounds, birthmarks, or other obvious marks, please speak up."
"Why, Captain?" someone asked curiously.
"The information you've selected pertains to ordinary people, who generally don't have these kinds of obvious marks. If exposed, it'll easily arouse suspicion," Yan Shuo explained. "For those who do speak up, I'll give you scar and tattoo removal medication."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone raised their hand: "Captain, I have a tattoo on my arm!"
"Captain, I have a gunshot wound on my chest!"
"Captain, I have a scar on my leg!"
"I have a birthmark on the back of my neck!"
One voice after another rang out, and Yan Shuo carefully noted them down, his eyes filled with a heavy feeling. These marks were proof of their life-and-death experiences, and each one represented a good man or a good woman.
He didn't say much, turned around and went into the inner room, seemingly to get medicine, but actually to secretly contact Xiaozhi to exchange medicine.
Soon, Yan Shuo came out carrying a wooden box and distributed the medicine to everyone, carefully instructing them: "Apply this medicine twice a day, morning and evening, to the mark. It will scab over in about three days, and the medicine will be used up in about ten days. At that time, the skin will return to its original state. The most important thing is to keep it a secret; you must not tell anyone."
He paused, his gaze sharpening. "Those three I just executed were bribed by Japanese agents because they couldn't keep their mouths shut and had entanglements with other departments. If you don't want to die, keep your mouths shut. Don't reveal a single word to anyone—not your superiors, other departments, subordinates, relatives, or partners. Understand? Any further violations will be a matter of life and death!"
"Understood!" everyone answered in unison, their tone firm.
Yan Shuo looked at the larger scars on the people's bodies and handed them two or three more bottles of medicine: "Your scars are large, so take a few more bottles. Come back for more if you need more. Don't delay your recovery."
"Thank you, Captain!" The group gratefully accepted the medicine.
"Also, let me tell you, this medicine also has the effect of healing deep muscle injuries," Yan Shuo added. "Use it carefully, and keep any leftovers safe. It can be a lifesaver in a critical moment. Its hemostatic effect is particularly good; it can handle most injuries, except for severe wounds like broken arms, legs, or severed blood vessels. It contains a lot of nutrients, equivalent to the nutrients you would get from eating several meals of meat. The recovery speed is also fast—it forms a scab in three days, falls off in another three days, and then you can move around normally. Deep injuries can also heal in about half a month. However, when using it, you must make sure to clean the wound thoroughly and avoid getting it dirty."
"Wow! That's amazing?" Zhou Lie's eyes lit up immediately, and he leaned closer, clamoring, "Captain, I want one too! I have an old tattoo on my arm and a birthmark on my lower back, give me two bottles!"
"I want some too! I don't have any big scars, but I have a small cut on my hand, so this medicine will be perfect for me!"
"Captain, could I have a bottle? I might need it if I get injured later!"
The other team members joined in the commotion, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became lively.
Yan Shuo looked at their lively appearance and couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around." As he spoke, he dragged out a large box from the inner room. When he opened it, there were more than a hundred bottles of medicine inside. "Come and take them, one bottle each. No more than that."
"Yay! Thank you, Captain!" Everyone immediately lined up to receive their medicine, their faces beaming with smiles. The previous tension and fear were completely replaced by a warm atmosphere.