Chapter 162 Assassination

Han Jiaojiao sat quietly in the room waiting, until the last trace of twilight had sunk into the boundless darkness, she stood up—

She was wearing the swimsuit she had prepared in advance, on her feet were a pair of lightweight running shoes convenient for movement, and then she draped over them a dark black trench coat, with its collar standing high, covering half of her face.

She clenched the collar with one hand, the other hand in her pocket, tightly gripping a small sealed syringe. Inside was a drop of nearly transparent liquid, just a single drop, this drop alone... something she had collected from Cotton Candy after she had returned.

She believed it to be a deadly poison, one that could instantly claim a person's life, and moreover, undetectable and silent.