amaotonovel Chapter 65: An Extremely Terrifying Poison
Chapter 65: An Extremely Terrifying Poison
Old Mo didn't even have time to clean up the scene, and ran straight outside the courtyard.
In my mind, the two policemen were about to break down the door.
Without a second thought, Lao Mo climbed over the wall behind him.
As long as he doesn't run into the police, he'll be fine.
However, just as he climbed over the wall, the gate was kicked open.
The two police officers only saw a dark figure climb over the wall.
"Quick, stop looking and check the scene."
The two police officers didn't chase after them at all; they immediately went to investigate the scene.
As a result, a lot of bloodstains and signs of a fight were left at the scene, but no one was there.
Could it be that they're fighting here, and we've scared them all away?
This was the first thought in the minds of the two police officers.
They had no idea that four people had already died there.
The two police officers just glanced around, didn't even search the house, and then closed the door and left.
Why is this happening?
It's very simple. This is Boss Long's territory, and they wouldn't dare to cause trouble here.
This is a gang fight, it's perfectly normal.
They were just passing by, and since it was Boss Long's house, they stopped in to take a look.
Since no one died at the scene, everything is fine.
Yes, it's that fantastical.
If they take it too seriously and end up ruining Boss Long's plans, that would be bad.
So, the matter has been left at that for now, which is quite reasonable.
Old Mo had eyes in the back of his head, and when he saw that no one was chasing after him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He walked into an alley, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he immediately changed his clothes.
Then, I found a public bathhouse, took out a bath ticket, and went in for a nice soak to wash away the blood and stench.
He didn't ask the masseur to scrub his back; instead, he leaned against the wall of the bathhouse and closed his eyes to rest.
As soon as it was light, he killed five more people. It's only because he's old and silent; a normal transmigrator would probably have suffered a mental breakdown.
Old Mo couldn't help but give a wry smile.
When he first transmigrated, a voice told him that no matter where he went, he could never be a good person.
So it turns out I was born a bad seed! Isn't this a line spoken by the deaf old lady to Xu Damao?
He leaned against the wall, thinking about the events of the past few days, and he needed to sort things out properly.
Now, we know who the human trafficker who abducted our daughter is.
Are the deaf old lady and Jia Zhangshi, and their ilk, useless?
Can we extract any more useful information from them? If not, should we send them on their way?
Should I kill them all? Or should I ignore them to avoid further complications and focus on finding Ma Wu and Niu Lang?
But if he didn't kill them, he felt uneasy.
Since there was no need to question them anymore, and they died so easily, Old Mo still felt uneasy.
Don't be fooled by Old Mo's seemingly calm appearance as he lies there. In reality, he is extremely agitated.
After taking a bath, Lao Mo changed into new clothes and went out onto the street. He found a restaurant, ate his fill, and then returned to the street.
Based on his memory, he knew where the chemical store was.
Arriving at the chemical store, he glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to him, then slipped inside.
At the chemical store, he bought only one thing: dimethyl-4.
After leaving the chemical store, he headed east. He remembered there was another chemical store there.
Soon, he bought two more things from the same chemical store—4'-bipyridine dichloride and methyl disulfide.
Yes, he was going to concoct a medicine, a poison, an extremely vicious poison, based on his memories from his previous life.
This medicine is colorless and odorless, and people who take it will not die immediately.
It can cause symptoms such as oral erosion, nausea, vomiting, and abdominal pain.
It will slowly damage your kidneys, liver, and central nervous system; in other words, it will attack all your organs, including your skin.
Ultimately, it leads to lung failure and fibrosis, causing respiratory failure and slow death.
The scariest thing is that it attacks every organ except your brain.
It will keep you awake, allowing you to slowly savor the entire process of dying.
This process usually takes seven to ten days, or even longer.
You are clearly conscious, you clearly know everything, yet you can't die even if you want to, and it's even harder for you to live.
It allows you to experience the entire death process while fully conscious, with all your organs decaying, before you die with extreme resentment.
In short, this is a poison that makes people wish they were dead.
In Lao Mo's time, it was sold in most agricultural pesticide stores. This drug was a herbicide called paraquat.
Don't be fooled by the fact that the paraquat you buy at the pesticide shop smells terrible and is hard to swallow.
In fact, this stuff is colorless and odorless. The reason it smells so bad is because warning colors, odorants, and emetics have been added to prevent people from accidentally ingesting it.
Despite this, this herbicide was sold as a banned substance because it was simply too toxic.
This stuff can even be absorbed through your pores if you sprinkle it on yourself, causing mild poisoning. If you sprinkle it on plants, they'll all die.
If accidentally ingested, there is no cure, and the mortality rate is 100%.
Unfortunately, as the top assassin in Jinghai, Lao Mo had learned how to prepare this kind of medicine. Moreover, it was a colorless and odorless version.
As an assassin, he wouldn't add any more odorants, because he's not in the right mind.
So, Old Mo went from one chemical supply store to another to collect the formula for this medicine, just in case.
If necessary, he would take all the beasts in the compound away at once. Let them regret their actions while they are still sober, and let them die slowly—that would be enough to vent his anger.
Meanwhile, He Yushui and her husband had already arrived at the courtyard house.
Right there in Yi Zhonghai's home, the three of them sat there.
Yi Zhonghai appeared very sincere and discussed things with them for nearly an hour.
Finally, Yi Zhonghai mortgaged his house to He Yushui.
Yi Zhonghai promised to pay back the money he owed them within six months; otherwise, the house would belong to He Yushui's family.
He Yushui and her husband agreed. Yi Zhonghai finally escaped this predicament.
He Yushui and her husband left. Yi Zhonghai sat there alone, his mind racing.
At this moment, Yi Zhonghai truly felt like dying.
Yi Zhonghai is really in a terrible situation right now.
His most prized reputation was gone. Although he had dealt with He Yushui and Sha Zhu, the rumors that had been spread could not be reversed no matter what.
My wife is gone.
The money he earned through a lifetime of hard work is gone.
He spent his whole life scheming to deceive elderly people into retirement, and now they're gone.
Even the house he lives in now might be gone.
He has nothing left but this 59-year-old body.
Who is responsible for all of this? That's right, it's Old Mo.
You're saying this bastard was beaten to death, so why was he able to be saved at the hospital? Why did he have to come back alive?
If he hadn't come back, how happy Yi Zhonghai would have been!
It's all because of that bastard.