Reborn in the 90s with a Spatial Jade Bangle

A thirty-two-year-old female doctor accidentally obtains a jade bangle and travels back 20 years. Unexpectedly, the bangle is a magical artifact from the immortal realm, containing a spiritual spri...

Chapter 516

Seeing that the deal was done, Duncan immediately pulled out his checkbook, wrote on the bill, tore off a page, and respectfully handed it to Qingshan. Qingshan took it, checked the amount, and found that it was exactly 6 million yuan. He handed it to Luo Shaohui and nodded to Duncan in a very amiable manner.

Luo Shaohui looked at the long string of zeros on the check and silently counted them in his mind: ones, tens, hundreds, thousands... Holy shit, it really is six million! Rice yuan! Forget about my wife's money, this is enough for my coffin!

"Ms. Chen, I wonder when you can detoxify the Titans?"

Although Qingshan said that this drug will only make people fall asleep, who knows if it will cause some unknown effects on the body's organs. It is better to get the antidote as soon as possible.

"Right now, right now!"

Qingshan reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of red powder, holding it in his palm. He asked Luo Wenyuan to help him get a large bottle of water. Qingshan dissolved the powder in the water, and the water immediately changed color, looking like guava juice. However, the antidote tasted extremely bitter and astringent, not at all like juice.

"Mr. Duncan, the antidote is here. Just give it to them. One cup each. They'll wake up within ten minutes!"

Aoyama gave Duncan the "guava juice" and also gave him a small cup for Italian coffee.

Director Deng disdained the job of forcing others to take drugs, so the task of rescuing the Titans naturally fell on the unfortunate W. With a bitter face, he took the antidote and went to the corridor to save people.

There are similar spells in witchcraft that can cause someone to fall into a coma, similar to a black magic spell. A magical bag must be placed on the person beforehand as a medium. To remove the spell, a complex concoction must be brewed, accompanied by a corresponding incantation. It takes more than half a day to remove the curse. However, Qingshan's antidote is even simpler than making a milkshake; simply dissolve it in water and drink it for immediate effect. Duncan was intrigued and insisted on going out to see it for himself.

Inspector W poured the antidote down the throats of the Titans one by one. Sure enough, as soon as the last member finished drinking the antidote, the first member woke up, retching and cursing, "Damn it! What's that smell? Bitter and astringent? Oh my God, don't tell me an old man with bad breath just gave me artificial respiration. I'm going to rip his lungs out!"

The remaining team members woke up one after another, and they all felt a bad taste in their mouths. They were shouting and swearing in a mess. Inspector W was so angry that his face turned blue, while Duncan was watching the fun with his arms crossed.

After the last person woke up, W called over two Titans, gave them a few instructions, and handed them the remaining antidote. Then he let everyone evacuate the hotel and wait nearby.

The corridor returned to calm. Duncan looked at W with a half-smile and said, "Dude, I think you'd better not do this!"

W glanced at the wide-open door of the suite and said in a low voice, "Why?"

Duncan shrugged and replied, "No reason, just a wizard's intuition!"

"Director Duncan, this anesthetic is too potent. If our Bureau of Supernatural Powers could obtain the formula and antidote, we wouldn't have to be threatened by these Chinese anymore. We might even be able to develop an even more powerful drug based on the formula. With these bargaining chips, who would dare to challenge our Bureau of Supernatural Powers?"

Duncan said nothing, smiled, patted W's shoulder, and went back to the suite. W snorted in dissatisfaction and followed him in.

Inspector W had accomplished nothing today, so he racked his brains to save face. He came up with the idea of ​​stealing the recipe for the drug. Two snipers lay unconscious in the building across the street. W instructed the Titans to bring them back to the Special Abilities Bureau for blood tests, along with the remaining two doses of the antidote. If all went well, all the mistakes of the day would be wiped out, and he could even claim a major accomplishment.