Back in the cell, Yang Yi was still very excited. As soon as the cell door closed, he couldn't wait to say to Zhang Yong, "I got myself a few lackeys today, found a treasure! A real treasure!"
Zhang Yong laughed, "Just a few lackeys, is it worth being so excited about? You're not going to be in prison for life."
"It's not just about lackeys! Do you know, there are two professors, man! Professors! They have dual doctoral degrees in chemistry and a master's degree in toxicology! Whizzes!"
Zhang Yong was taken aback and said, "Toxicology? There's such a subject? Specifically for studying how to poison?"
"What do you mean 'specifically for studying how to poison'? Toxicology, it's one of the fundamental disciplines of medical science. Brother Yong, I find you're really good at changing the subject."
Zhang Yong said sheepishly, "I'm not well-read, didn't know about it. Even if they are PhDs, what's the use here? Are you going to have them make poison for you?"
