Chapter 116 Abigail's Hidden Identity

Pullan didn't understand what Abigail was up to, but what puzzled him more was the safety deposit box in the lab. This should be a high-level secret, right? How did Miss Abigail manage to open it so easily?

And the door from earlier, he had tried many times to open it before fainting, but she just clicked it open, this was too miraculous!

Could it be that Miss Abigail's hidden identity was a lock-picking expert? In possession of some lock-picking black tech?

As Pullan was contemplating this, he saw Abigail plunge a needle into his vein, his mouth dropped open, "Miss Abigail…"

What on earth had he been injected with!

"Let's go," Abigail put away the syringe and stuffed it into Pullan's pocket.

Pullan watched Abigail, not understanding.

"Oh, it's an antidote, generally effective for most poisons," Abigail explained.

Pullan had guessed as much when the injection was done, what he wanted to ask was why she had to stuff the disposable syringe into his pocket.