"You really did..."
Facing the open door ahead, Kelly's eyes widened in disbelief.
She was evidently familiar with Nancy's place and had rushed over quickly. Before she could even remind her, the unreliable assistant stepped forward and had the door open in two seconds.
"Please."
Unfortunately, this talented individual had no interest in explaining and simply gestured for her to go in and check herself.
Kelly had to put her shock aside, glanced at the tightly sealed windows, and stepped inside.
Since Fu Qian hadn't turned off the lights when he left, Nancy lying on the sofa was immediately visible.
Compared to when he left, her posture hadn't changed at all, and she didn't even look like she was sleeping but more like a corpse.
This tranquilizer is no simple matter.
As Kelly stood examining Nancy, Fu Qian was also reflecting to himself.
The tranquilizer, used as a cure-all, was indeed odd—it probably did more than just quiet people down.
"She actually agreed to drink it?"
