The handcuffs used by the patrol guards were not ordinary handcuffs, but mysterious artifacts.

Not only is it incredibly hard, it can also suppress supernatural abilities.

Even if a person with superpowers is handcuffed, they cannot break free.

Seeing that the suspect was bound, the baby-faced guard finally answered Xin Sui's question.

"Someone was poisoned after drinking alcohol at the banquet. The three-eyed dog smelled the poisoned alcohol and rushed straight to him."

“He is an undeniable suspect and must come with us.”

Xin Sui looked at the eight strips.

Hachijo shook his head blankly. "Sister Li, I didn't. How could I possibly poison someone?"

Xin Sui had worked with Ba Tiao for a while and knew him well. He believed that Ba Tiao was not the kind of person who would ruin his own future.

But it is a fact that the three-eyed dog came straight for him.

Xin Sui: "I believe you. There might be some misunderstanding here. You should go with them to be investigated first."

“If you are innocent, I will certainly not let you be wronged in vain.”

In the lobby.

After taking the antidote provided by Mufier, the muscular man has "woke up".

He was leaning weakly against Fang Cheng, drinking the water he fed him.

She looked frail and helpless.

But with his size, his muscles seemed to be bulging out of his suit.

This posture looks really out of place.

It's unbearable to look at.

But Fang Cheng seemed to enjoy it; the hand that was around his shoulder had already moved to his pectoral muscles, giving them a squeeze every now and then.

Muscular man: "..."

When he saw Hachijo walking out behind the patrol, he took the opportunity to sit up.

"It's you?!"

He turned to Fang Cheng and complained: "President, he's the one who broke my leg before."

"I was already letting him off the hook, but I never expected him to still not let me go. He poisoned my drink, trying to kill me."

"President, you have to stand up for me, waaaaah..."

Feeling utterly wronged, she collapsed onto Fang Cheng's shoulder and began to cry.

Those around felt a chill run down their spines.

He didn't realize the importance of partial equations; in fact, he enjoyed them.

After looking Ba Tiao up and down, seeing how skinny he looked, he immediately lost interest.

He only likes muscular, strong men like those in his arms; he has no interest in delicate, weakling types.

He patted the muscular man on the shoulder and said softly, "Honey, we've found the poisoner. What do you want to do?"