"Forensic Doctor Qin, could you please pay special attention to Feng Mu's blood composition during the autopsy and detect..."
Qian Huan's words paused slightly at this moment, and his gaze shifted to the figure that just entered.
The latter calmly took out a delicate small bottle from his pocket, which contained a shallow layer of transparent liquid.
He gently handed the bottle to Qin Liang, simultaneously supplementing Qian Huan's words:
"The Q-14 type delay hallucinogen, colorless, non-toxic, tasteless. After ingestion, it can stimulate a transcendent feeling if the blood is circulated, as if in a dream-like state."
Qin Liang took the glass bottle, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes, and looked at the impeccably dressed young prison guard in front of him. In a probing tone, he asked:
"I recall you've been quite close to Feng Mu in the past few days, if I'm not mistaken, your name is Wang Cong, right?"
