Hey, don't take it all away, leave us a couple?" Zhao Shirui shouted.

"I really want to eat?" Fang Buwei asked with a smile.

"What do you think about?" Zhao Shirui took an empty plate and pulled down both dishes a little.

Fang Buwei intentionally turned the plate and turned the untreated side towards Zhao Shirui.

When Fang Buwei went in, Zhao Shirui asked Zheng Shifei quietly: "What does this kid want to do?"

Zheng Shifei glared at Zhao Shirui and pointed to the bitter gourd and fat intestines on the plate: "You are also idle, dare to eat it?"

Zhao Shirui pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head.

They didn't see Fang Buwei's medicine, but Fang Buwei brought in two dishes. Could it be to satisfy the cravings of death row prisoners?

Fang Buwei tasted it for two first.

When put into this heavy-tasting dish, you can't taste the original taste of these two medicines at all.

This is a solution.

Then he began to test the medicine.

All the prisoners were poured into different sorghum burns.

More than ten minutes later, several death row prisoners had different degrees of reaction.

The last one has started talking nonsense.

This is a disordered consciousness and hallucination occurs.

After asking a few questions, it was indeed possible to achieve the real effect of vomiting.

Fang Buwei was ecstatic.

This is simply the best killer weapon for killing people and robbing people.

It depends on whether Chen Haoqiu is more powerful.

All the prisoners were stunned, so Fang Buwei left the room.

Zhao Shirui and Zheng Shifei were sitting outside waiting for him.

I ate the food almost the same, but I didn't drink much wine.

The half dish that Zhao Shirui cut off was placed on the table.

Fang Buwei couldn't help but smile.

They are all old spies, one more than the other ghost elves.

"Why is there no sound?" Zhao Shirui pointed to the room where the prisoner was imprisoned.

"I'm drunk!" Fang Buwei said casually.

When he sat down, he brought the half plate of medicine to himself and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

When Zhao Shirui realized, the plate had already been seen.

"No drug?"

"Can't you scare you to death?" Fang Buwei sneered.

He threw down the chopsticks, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and threw it to Zhao Shirui.

"Supply medicine for curing injuries, keep it for self-defense!"

"Really or not?" Zhao Shirui asked suspiciously.

Something that can make Fang Wuwei amazing is definitely not simple.

"It's better to be top secret, don't tell it!" Fang Buwei explained again.

When Zheng Shifei heard the word "top secret", his eyes suddenly lit up.

“Is there any more?”

"It's only so much for the time being!" Fang Buwei replied.

This is a real insurance, a sample brought by Xiao Zaiming.

Zhao Shirui and Zheng Shifei muttered a few words, and the two began to share the spoils.

Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

It’s not easy to do something, even one has to cheat on one’s own people.

The next day, after Deng Youjie brought the medicine, Fang Buwei struggled for a whole afternoon.

Fortunately, Zhao Shirui brought enough prisoners, otherwise he would not be able to master the appropriate dosage for a while.

The most obvious death row prisoner, after taking the medicine for about half an hour, began to enter an unconscious state of strength, with his eyes wide open, but he had no reaction.

Half an hour later, the death row prisoner began to do some unconscious actions, such as nodding or smashing his mouth, but still had no audio-visual reaction.

Fang Buwei shone his eyes with a flashlight, climbed into his ear and shouted his name loudly, and even used a dagger to pierce his fingertips. The prisoner didn't move at all.

This kind of pretense lasted for another half an hour.

Then, the prisoner entered a state of extreme excitement, just like he was really crazy.

It was almost an hour later that the prisoner gradually woke up.

When he was fully awake, he asked him what was happening, and the prisoner couldn't remember at all.

The purity is not enough, and the effect is much worse than in previous lives.

Feiba in his previous life can extend these states to more than six hours.

If you increase the dosage, the prisoner will be completely numb.

But for two full hours, what can’t I do?

There is distortion medicine on the left and amnesia on the right...

Fang Buwei really wanted to laugh three times to the sky.

He put away the medicine bottle, wiped off all the traces, and then went out quietly and went up the second floor again.

Zhao Shirui went to the hospital, and Zheng Shifei was the only one in the living room.

As long as Fang Buwei doesn't leave this yard, no one will care about him.

After entering the room on the second floor, Fang Buwei sat at the table.

On the table was a schoolbag size of a primary school student in later generations, with iron lumps of square and straight square, with several knobs on it.

This is the most advanced micro-recording machine of this era.

It is indeed miniature. If it is small, the magnetic wire used for recording is not enough, and it will not take long to record it.

This is what Zheng Shifei just sent someone to retrieve, which is the professional recorder used to monitor Xiaotian and Zhao Jinshan's call.

The matter is secret, and no one can listen to the content except Fang Buwei, which also gives Fang Buwei a lot of loopholes to take advantage of.

Fang Buwei closed his eyes, carefully recalled the tone and voice of Xiaotian and Zhao Jinshan, and tried to imitate it.

Not too realistic.

I can’t hear a single syllable, but when I say it’s long, there are some differences.

But it is just used to fool your own people, and you don’t have to learn to be as similar.

Can you still expect the quality of call, wiretap lines, and recorders in this era to be more than decades later?

It would be nice to record clearly!

Fang Buwei turned off the recording button and began to imitate the conversation between Otan and Zhao Jinshan.

Half an hour later, Fang Buwei left the room with satisfaction.

"Send someone to hand this over to the commander!" Fang Buwei said to Zheng Shifei very seriously, "This is top-secret information, and there must be no sloppy!"

Fang Buwei had two plates of steel wire tapes the size of a sesame cake in his hand.

Top secret!

Zheng Shifei nodded: "I'll go and send it to you in person!"

"Are you anxious?" he asked again.

Fang Buwei suddenly laughed.

Zheng Shifei was worried that Fang Buwei would sneak out and do whatever he wanted after he left.

"It's not too urgent. It's not too late for you to go again after Brother Shi Rui comes!" Fang Buwei replied.

After being released this time, Gu Zhenlong did not force Fang Buwei to be restrained, but only told him that there was only one chance.

The behavior of guarding Fang Buwei was secretly discussed by Zhao Shirui and Zheng Shifei.

Fang Buwei did things randomly anymore, and Zhao Shirui and Zheng Shifei were not as good as they did last time.

I will definitely be driven away to suppress the bandits.

"Okay!" Zheng Shifei sat down with the steel ribbon in his arms.

Fang Buwei shook his head helplessly.

It was almost dark that Zhao Shirui came back.

"Tell you good news!" Zhao Shirui said mysteriously...

"Lin Zi'an is about to wake up!" Fang Buwei replied.

"How do you know?" Zhao Shirui looked surprised.

Fang Buwei pointed to the wire tape in Zheng Shifei's hand.
Chapter completed!