Relieving the Dried Sheep to Recuperate the Gangue

"Fong Jiaren, what did you do?" Ji Wanzhou smashed his fist on the table and glared at Fong Jiaren.

However, the person in the middle of the storm did not know his place and continued to provoke Ji Wanzhou's anger, "You'll know when you see for yourself."

Ji Wanzhou's face was dark. He had to use all of his skills to resist the urge to kill him here. He changed the method, "Why should I believe what you said? Your hands didn't reach her side."

"This thing dissolves upon contact with water and can be absorbed through the skin." Fong Jiaren was already prepared. He took out a white bag from his pocket …

A transparent sealed bag of powder was thrown in front of Ji Wanzhou.

"The antidote." Ji Wanzhou clenched the bag of white powder tightly and continued to interrogate, "If you don't say it now, then you won't have another chance."