"This is why they are unconscious and on the verge of death."

Ye Fan made a judgment:

"This murderer's nails are not only hard and contaminated with strange poisons, but his skills are also very domineering, otherwise he would not be able to easily scratch through the guard's clothes."

The figure of the middle-aged woman in Laboratory No. 7 flashed in his mind for no apparent reason.

Jin Zhiyuan's heart trembled: "Why does it sound like a zombie?"

"Almost haha, but it can't be a zombie, because a zombie can't be conscious and go to the company to steal things."

"Besides, the zombie directly bites the person's neck, so how can he waste his energy on scratching the person with his fingernails?"

"However, although these toxins are powerful, if you give me some time, I can make them come back to life."

Ye Fan laughed and comforted Jin Zhiyuan, and then changed the topic: "By the way, did the murderer steal anything in the past few days?"

Before Jin Zhiyuan could respond, Park Zhijing stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Mr. Ye, thank you for seeing the condition of these patients."
Chapter completed!