Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 210 Dangerous Reagents

Although two old men, who were almost as old as the Soviet Union, were competing with children, Xiangzi and Liang could only let these two guys walk to the office with their hands pinched while making decent and not-so-decent sarcastic remarks - these two childish guys!

But Xiangzi and Liang couldn't do anything about these two guys. It wouldn't interfere with their business anyway...it shouldn't, right?

The two adults didn't let go of each other's hands until they were in the office, and then continued to look at each other - My hand actually hurts a lot, and you must feel the same, but I don't want to shake my hand first to show that I am in great pain.

Whoever does this first is not an eagle-like man, Adasi!

"...Doctor Baihe, why are your hands so red? Is it very hot today?"

"A little bit...your hand too. Why don't you turn on the air conditioner?"

Xiangzi was speechless. There were no humans here anymore, so he decisively hit both of their hands. Liang was eager to run to the pharmacy downstairs to ask the nurse for ice packs and ice cream.

"Please stop being so childish!"

"Oh……"

"What you said is..."

Both of them suddenly stopped talking, sitting in their chairs with their heads down in silence, as if they were really reflecting on whether they had acted too impulsively...

No way, Liang's father Xiangzi didn't understand, but Xiangzi knew with his belly button that Baihe Sanhui must be secretly scolding him for meddling in other people's business - but Xiangzi was too lazy to care about it and pulled Liang out of the office, who was imitating his usual behavior of taking a lollipop from Baihe Sanhui's pocket without any hesitation.

He added at the end, "Liang and I will hold the door for you. If you have anything to say, please speak quickly. We still have to go to the recording studio."

Now there are really only two adults left - Kashiwa Sanhui couldn't help but raise his head and wanted to look directly at the guy in front of him who was theoretically his fellow master, but he found that Mr. Yamada had already been looking at him, looking at his outfit with interest.

Handsome, right? You'll never learn, old man—thought he thought so, but of course he couldn't say it out loud. Kashiwa Sanhui asked tentatively, "Uh... nice weather, huh?"

I'm not fucking British—Mr. Yamada was speechless for a moment, but eventually stood up and offered Kashiwa Miki a cup of tea: "Is your boss in good health? What's he been busy with lately?"

"He's in good health, just a little rheumatic. He spends every day with students in the lab... Are you close to him?"

Mr. Yamada waved his hand. "We only met once at the graduation ceremony. He graduated the day after I enrolled. It's not an exaggeration to say we were just classmates for one day. Speaking of which, you're quite impressive, actually being able to establish such a relationship and come to my house."

Kashiwa Sanhui laughed awkwardly twice, and respectfully took the cup of tea handed to him by Mr. Yamada with both hands - it was eight-tenths full, which meant that Mr. Yamada was both happy and unhappy with me, which was quite subtle.

"After all, what I want is very dangerous... there aren't many people who can get it."

"Yeah, it's very dangerous—" Mr. Yamada rolled his eyes at Kashiwa Miki and pulled a portable safe from the cabinet and placed it on the table. Judging by the material, it was definitely thick. "You also know that hallucinogens are dangerous, right? Then why did you dare to come to my house?"

Regarding this, Kashiwa Sanhui chose to remain silent and just drank tea - how could I tell you that the reason why I needed a small dose of hallucinogens was actually to deal with a guitar girl who was suspected of being mentally ill?

"I don't care what you do with this stuff," Mr. Yamada opened the suitcase, and a gust of cold air dissipated, revealing a small tube of colorless potion inside.

"You wanted a specially diluted hallucinogen. I can't understand why you went to so much trouble to find someone to contact me secretly. First, you didn't want a controlled drug that could kill people, and second, you weren't here to bribe me, but in the end—"

After Kashiwa Sanki finished inspecting the goods, Mr. Yamada closed the lid of the suitcase with some disgust, and he was too lazy to hide the dissatisfaction in his tone.

"And all you're doing is this harmless, but incredibly difficult to make, hallucinogen? I thought you were up to something earth-shattering, but this little bit of stuff can't even knock out a cat, right?"

By the way, the kind of "controlled" drug that Kashiwa Sanhui wants is actually quite common in the neon world of this world. It is so rampant that the police don't even want to do anything about it when they see it.

It is not very harmful, perhaps not as harmful as the mushrooms that can be seen everywhere on the roadside in Moon Forest. It is generally used in combination with other drugs as a low-efficiency sedative. The advantage is that it does not require injection and is quick to take effect.

As for the disadvantages... because the ingredients contain extremely small amounts of ice, it is almost impossible to get it in broad daylight. You have to go through secret channels to get a hospital to deal with you. If you want to use it under normal circumstances, both large hospitals and small clinics must be registered. If a hospital is exposed for abusing the drug, the fine is secondary, but its reputation will be ruined by the media.

This kind of medicine has a very appropriate nickname in the industry: "one for ten" - which means that on average one temporary worker is consumed for every ten boxes of medicine.

Wu Jianmiao's clinic is just a small one and there are no temporary workers.

"Don't worry about it. Just decide whether you're willing to sell it or not."

After being openly scolded for five minutes, Kashiwa Miki was too lazy to be a good boy. He turned into a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, holding a suitcase in his left hand and showing a QR code in his right hand - Japan rarely uses QR codes, so in Mr. Yamada's opinion, Kashiwa Miki just wanted to pick up the goods and run away.

"...Forget it. Since you helped me keep my job last time, I won't charge you."

Perhaps Mr. Yamada realized that there was no point in saying anything to Kashiwagawa Miki, who was a tough guy, so he hastily settled the matter and started chatting about family matters.

However, it was a bit difficult for two people who had been away from academia for several years to talk about academics, and their relationship ended in failure.

"Ryo seems to like you quite a bit," Kashiwa Miki noticed, noticing that Mr. Yamada's gaze had changed again—a bit more scrutinizing, like a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law. "He's changed a lot since we started that band together."

"I like Liang quite a bit, as long as she doesn't cause me trouble all the time."

Baihe Sanhui refilled his own cup of tea, and this time it was exactly 70% full.

"No, you don't understand me—"

Mr. Yamada put down his teacup and gestured, his expression serious. "What I mean is...that is...you know, Ryo has really matured a lot."

"Liang is now nice to me and his mom, and he's stopped wasting his pocket money. He's already stuffed two piggy banks full. And those little jars have these stickers on the back... Weird English or Latin? Like, color? c, o, l, o, r... I have no idea what they mean, and I don't have the energy to look them up."

Mature as hell, this little bastard probably just got into painting for some reason and wants to find a quieter way to burn your money - Kashiwa Sanhui still smiled and said nothing, just listening to Mr. Yamada's complaints.

"Girls can't be kept at home when they grow up... Liang is seventeen years old this year, right? Don't you have any ideas?"

Now he couldn't remain silent any longer. He couldn't stand this little bastard being annoying around him all day long. Kashiwa Sanhui quickly spoke:

"A health teacher can't have a romantic relationship with a student! Even if you're willing!"

"Oh..." Mr. Yamada did look a little disappointed, but he quickly let it go. "It's okay. I'm worried about her future, so I often try to sell her like this. I'm used to it. Don't mind me, that's all... So is it really not okay? I still don't trust Ryo's judgment. What if she finds a biker gang? Just consider her for a moment, won't you? I don't mind your formal marriage, and I wouldn't have a mistress or anything like that..."

"I told you not to! It's a principle not to have a teacher-student relationship!"

"Oh, so you're worried about her age? It's okay. You can just wait until she graduates and marry her. We can cultivate our relationship later. After all, you're the best young man I've met so far. I couldn't be more relieved to leave her to you..."

"I've already told you to consider my feelings!"