Chapter 953 Hallucinogens

Huo Chengde took the test results first, glanced at the pile of things that he couldn't understand, and his eyes were directly fixed on the result of the last sheet.

The handwriting was the messy one typically sees in doctors, but one could still clearly make out what it said.

Sleeping pills, and...hallucinogens.

The old man's breathing suddenly became rapid at this moment. He pressed his chest with a pale face. Huo Lang, who came rushing over, was shocked and quickly supported him and ordered the servant to get medicine.

Yan Yi pulled out several reports. Even though he already had a bad premonition, when he saw the word "hallucinogen", he still inevitably closed his eyes tightly.

"What are the possible consequences?"

The sound seemed to be squeezed out from the chest with difficulty, passing through the torn throat coldly and hitting the air heavily.

The man in the white coat licked his lips, wiped the sweat from his palms calmly, and said,

"It's a new type of hallucinogen never before seen on the market. Based on analysis of its ingredients, it's likely to cause drowsiness, hallucinations, and muscle weakness... If used in excessive amounts, it could even lead to dependence, completely disrupting bodily functions and causing brain damage..."

The man in the white coat closed his mouth, swallowed the more serious ultimate consequence, and then silently lowered his body.

Beads of sweat fell from his forehead to the ground, and his back and waist were extremely sore, but all of this was nothing compared to the sinister and cold gaze above his head, which was pointed straight at him like the pitch-black muzzle of a gun. This oppressive sense of danger made him dare not say another word, and even his body began to tremble slightly.

Mr. Huo had taken his medicine and was closing his eyes to slow down his breathing.

No one knew how gloomy and furious this old man, who had finally found his granddaughter, felt at this moment.

But he remained calm on the surface, only his voice was much lower than usual.

"Huo Lang, bring twice as many people to check those 500-plus cars Yan Yi mentioned. Contact each one you find."

"Besides that, there should have been ships out to sea within an hour before the typhoon. Immediately contact the captains of every large cruise ship and send them photos. Have them conduct a thorough, covert search. Don't miss any possibility."

Huo Lang took the order and turned to walk out. The old man paused and said,

"Tell Cheng Zhiyuan."

Yan Yi was slightly startled, frowned, and then relaxed.

Anyone can come as long as they can find someone.

The man stood up expressionlessly and walked out, throwing away the glasses on his nose.

The narrow, cold eyes were exposed as if they were freed from their cages.

There was a cold and cruel light like that of a lone wolf.

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"Master, news came back from Yungang that the Huo family has also started to move."

"Um?"

The "hmm" was drawn out and raised hoarsely, carrying a cold and strange sense of displeasure.

"How can that bastard still persuade the Huo family?"

Then the hoarse and unpleasant voice began to laugh, light and strange, like a snake's tongue brushing against one's ear, giving one goose bumps.

"Even if they blockade the entire Yungang, what's the use?"

He said proudly,

"Do you think I would be so stupid as to stay in Yungang and wait for him to come to me?"

"This time, the initiative is in my hands."

He gnashed his teeth and laughed hideously.

"I'm going to trample this son of a bitch under my feet, torture him over and over until he dies, and return to him the pain I've endured a thousand times, ten thousand times!"

"I want him to kneel down at my feet and admit his mistakes, admit that his mother is a bitch, and admit that he is a bastard."

The man's voice suddenly became strange and full of laughter, mixed with the sound of the sudden wind, making him seem particularly confident.