Well! Yutianrong feels that there is a black line on his forehead. Is this a compliment or a demean! "How do you know so clearly, you see?"

"you can infer from the scene."

"eh, are you still a detective?"

LAN Jingfeng snorted coldly, saying that he was not willing to answer her.

Yu Tianrong laughs. Facing the mask man, she doesn't have any sense of humor. He stabbed several long and thin silver needles on Fenghua's wrist and several times on her head. She can't help but ask, "when can he wake up?"

"I just inhibited the spread of toxicity. I need to be given antidotes to wake up."

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