Chapter 172 CNS Concentrated Potion

The short, fat man turned and walked out.

A few minutes later, he returned with a syringe in his hand, forcefully closing the door behind him.

The two men exchanged glances, revealing sinister smiles. They intended to make Ye Xuan suffer while also forcing him to admit his crimes.

With the doors and windows shut, the dimly lit interrogation room echoed with the eerie sound of footsteps.

The short, fat man approached Ye Xuan with the syringe in hand.

Inside the syringe was a white liquid with slight sediment, indistinguishable from the kind of medicine a doctor would use for a cold.

But Ye Xuan recognized it at a glance.

"CNS concentrate?"

Ye Xuan's pupils tightened, and he immediately identified the white liquid, his expression revealing a mocking smile.

"Oh, you know about it, do you?"

The short, fat man looked surprised.

Originally, he had planned to threaten and tempt Ye Xuan to make him understand the power of this substance; now, he was saved that effort.