Cheng Rui turned to the washroom and hid in the middle.
In the camera, he stepped on the toilet bowl, pushed open the net outside the exhaust fan, and with a flick of his wrist, his body nimbly flipped into the exhaust fan.
The space inside was small, so Cheng Rui could only lower his head and lie down in the narrow passage.
Summer was humid, and the exhaust fan in the building was humming.
Cheng Rui took off the black plastic bag on his wrist.
Inside were bags of white powder.
Cheng Rui arranged the bags of powder on the " ground " in order. Then, he took out a transparent plastic bag and poured all kinds of powder into it.
The moment Cheng Rui opened the plastic bag, the trending searches on Weibo were paralyzed.
" Cyclohexuron, Theis..."
"This is the formula for stimulating poison!”
"What? Stimulating poison? These few packets of powder were actually poisonous?”
"The point is not whether it's poisonous or not. It's what Cheng Rui wants to do!"
"He…is he trying to poison the think tank?”
Half-lying in front of the huge exhaust fan, Cheng Rui's smile became even more strange, and his dark eyes seemed to be burning with two faint ghost fires.
On the screen, Cheng Rui wrote a word on the transparent bag that had been mixed with various powders.
"Poison!"
The live broadcast finally stopped at the huge word " poison ". Then, the screen switched back to the conference room.
"Wow, as expected of a fruit station! Pretending to be mysterious is first-class!"
"Why did you switch cameras at such an important moment?”
"Sob…I'm not interested in the think tank F5 anymore! I just want to see what my Little Brother Cheng Rui wants! I'm so anxious!"
"Everyone, raise funds to smash the program planner of 'Perfect Crimes'! Did he know how to change the camera?”
The Internet was filled with curses, and the producer who was watching the show behind the scenes suddenly sneezed loudly.
He rubbed his nose and muttered to himself," That's strange. Why have I only sneezed since the broadcast? Are you allergic?"
The producer sipped on his water and stared at the screen in confusion.
Other than Professor Han Jinyu, who went downstairs to get some fresh air, the think tanks in the conference room began to perform their duties again after a short break.
Professor Lin Yi squatted on the ground and began to study the simple camera that Bing Bing and the other two brought back.
After all, Professor Lin Yi was an expert in this field. He easily dismantled the cameras.
A black component fell to the ground and rolled beside Lin Yi's feet.
" What's this? It's so loose... It's not rigorous at all..."
Professor Lin Yi mumbled and went to pick up the small things by his feet.
He glanced at it casually at first, but when he saw the item on his fingertip, he could not help but shout.
" My mother!!!"
It had to be said that the man's scream was not inferior to a woman's high-decibel scream, especially when there was a tremble in his scream.
Professor Lin Yuhui, who was concentrating on the analysis, was shocked." Elder Lin, what's wrong with you?! Do you have to be so scary?"
Lin Yi's heart raced as she handed over the black component in her trembling hand.
"Elder Lin, take a look at this. Do you think I'm old and blind?!”
Lin Yuhui looked strangely at Lin Yi, whose face was pale, and took the small parts.
Flipping his wrist, Lin Yuhui's expression changed drastically.
" This is a tracker?!"
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