Chapter 182 Old Poison King

Yun Ci took the wrinkled report and turned around to leave.

Ning Yu from behind suddenly said, "If I can, I'm willing to exchange everything."

Yun Ci stopped and turned to look.

The dark and deep corridor, in the darkness, the man's eyes are determined.

Yun Ci tilted his head and said in a playful tone, "What if it kills you?"

Ning Yu evoked a sarcastic smile: "My life is worthless, take it if you want."

Yun Ci shook the report in his hand: "Wait for my news."

After leaving the hospital, Yun Ci called Gu Jingwen: "Help me check the relevant information on Ningyu."

"Okay." Gu Jingwen agreed simply, and said, "Give me money first."

"..."

Hanging up the phone, Yun Ci remitted 100,000 yuan to Gu Jingwen.

In the middle of the night, I went to the suburbs by car.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and in the silent mountain forest, there are occasionally a few chirping sounds.

Yun Ci stepped on dead leaves on the soles of his feet, walked along a path overgrown with weeds, there were several graves next to him, and in the distance, he saw an isolated log cabin.

Pushing aside the wooden fence, a large number of strange flowers and plants were planted in front of the house, colorful and extraordinarily gorgeous.

At this time, an old man walked out of the wooden house, with a short stature and a big belly, and the whole person looked round.

He is nicknamed the Old Poison King.

He is good at making poisons and detoxifying them. The poisons he has developed are all kinds of strange, and can even torture people to the point of death.

When he was young, he was all-powerful in the rivers and lakes, and when he was old, he chose to live in seclusion.

The old poison king complained angrily: "Oh, my aunt, coming here so late, it woke me up!"

Yun Ci didn't want to hear him screeching, and went straight into the wooden house.

Except for the furniture, the wooden house is full of bottles and cans, filled with bright liquids.

Yun Ci put the report on the table: "Look at this poison, can you help me develop an antidote."

The old poison king picked up the report, glanced at it, and began to laugh: "This is the poison I made!"

"Is there an antidote?"

"Of course there is, I'll find it for you." The old poison king opened the box, it was a mess, he got in and rummaged.

Yun Ci bent over lightly, admired the glass bottle in the cabinet, and asked casually, "I remember four years ago, you said you were developing an interesting poison, did you research it?"

"It has been researched a long time ago. That poison is colorless and odorless, soluble in water, and if you drink it, it can make a person die silently in sleep." The old poison king shook his head proudly, and then sighed: "Unfortunately, Only a small bottle was developed, and it was bought four years ago."

Dying in sleep?

Yun Ci suddenly felt a shock, walked over quickly, and asked, "Do you know who bought it?"

"That person refused to leave a message, but ah... I secretly took a photo, hehe." The old poison king stood up, took out his phone from his pocket, flipped through the photo, and handed it to Yun Ci.

In the photo, there is a man with a cold face.

Yun Ci's pupils tightened.

It's Xiao Feng, Lin Mo's assistant!

Four years ago, why would he buy this poison.

Is it...

A terrible thought flashed in my mind.

The Old Poison King didn't notice the strangeness of Yun Ci, and put the antidote into her hand: "Here, I found it, and here it is for you."

Yun Ci left the wooden house in a chaotic mood.

The next day, early in the morning.

Gu Jingwen called her.

"I found something interesting. The current Ning Yu, his real name is actually Ning Jue. Ning Yu was his elder brother. He died when he was twelve years old."