That night, it was also raining.
After watching Adams leave, Dr. Hook thought that the other party was a lunatic, but when he lay back on the bed, those words seemed to linger in his mind over and over again. There was even a trace of expectation in the depths of his heart that made him feel fearful. He hoped that everything Adams said would come true.
Early the next morning, he took a bottle of reagent to the medical department and tested and analyzed the reagent. The composition and structure of the reagent were far more complicated than he imagined. The person who could make this kind of thing must be very accomplished in the field of science.
And a few days later, everything Adams said began to gradually evolve into the truth, and he also took out the reagent according to Adams's instructions.
He changed from an unknown staff member to the head of Alabasta's laboratory to crack the toxin.
Exhaling a long breath, Dr. Hook suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and added, "The composition of this toxin is very complicated. It is very difficult to create a buffer to suppress the spread of the toxin. It is almost impossible to completely create an antidote to crack the toxin within two months with the ability of Alabasta's medical department, unless …"
"Unless what?" Sacca asked with a heavy heart.
"Unless we find the source of the toxin!" Dr. Hook explained, "The toxin we are analyzing now is sampled and tested from the rainwater and the bodies of the infected people. It is not the source of the initial spread of the toxin. We need to find the appearance of the toxin before it is integrated into the rainwater. That is to say, we must find the person who released the toxin. That is the most likely way to develop the antidote."
"Integrated into the rainwater? Poison? "Sacca's face turned ugly. He seemed to have thought of something bad.
"Yes, I can confirm that the composition of this toxin is artificially synthesized. Moreover, the medical department has also inferred that this toxin is very likely to be mixed in the dancing powder and floating over Alabasta. Then, it is dissolved by the condensed rainwater and finally penetrated into the skin and muscles of the human body, causing a large-scale infection." Adams's face flashed in Dr. Hook's mind, then he gritted his teeth and said to Sacca, "The medical department needs to get the dancing powder mixed with the toxin!"
"Dancing powder!"
The members of the royal family, as well as the officials and dignitaries, all looked at each other mysteriously. They all read the same message from each other's flickering eyes.
Two or three months ago, rumors had spread in the streets and alleys of Albarna. The spearhead of the rumors was the current patron saint of Alabasta, one of the Shichibukai's Sand Crocodile, Crocodile.
"Your Majesty, there are rumors that Crocodile is using dancing powder!" A high-ranking military official said in a low voice.
The meeting room was in an uproar. Everyone was whispering, and the atmosphere was indescribably strange. Some of the Nefertari royal family members were staring at Saka's back like needles.
"That's nonsense! Crocodile is the patron saint of Alabasta!" Saka slammed the table.
"Your Majesty, we are not suspecting Crocodile. We just think that maybe Crocodile knows something," the military official said.
Saka left the meeting room with a gloomy face. He was obviously aware that some people were dissatisfied with him and even took the opportunity to embarrass him.
Looking down at a faint green mark on the back of his hand, Saka was extremely upset. He waved to the soldiers who followed him to leave and turned to the study.
The light in the study was dim, the curtains were drawn, and a burly figure stood next to the bookshelf. The cigar in his lips was burning, and the sparks were flickering.
The sunlight slanting through the gap in the curtains dragged Crocodile's shadow on the ground. In the shadow, a slender figure stood there, wearing a sunhat on her head. Her whole face was covered under the brim of the hat. Nico Robin pulled out a book from the bookshelf and flipped through it.
"The people in the medical department reported that the toxin spread in the rain. Some people who had suspected Cobra's death were hinting at something in the meeting room." Saka stared at Crocodile's back and went straight to the point.
"Do you want to ask about the rumors, or do you want to ask whether the rain has anything to do with me?" Crocodile turned around, and the sparks from the cigar shone brightly on his face.
Saka's forehead was sweating. He met the crocodile's cold eyes and said hoarsely, "It's not that I want to know, but this matter must be solved as soon as possible. Otherwise, the throne under my butt will not be stable. Moreover, I don't want to be turned into a pool of green mud by the group of wastes from the medical department."
Crocodile pinched the end of the cigarette, and the cigar turned into fine dregs floating in his palm. "The fate of most people is as fragile as these floating dregs. Any sudden rain can swallow them, but this storm has nothing to do with me."
"Then who is it?" Saka asked, gritting his teeth.
"The Naval Branch in Alabasta, White Hunter Smoker, a Marine who has lost his mind due to anger." Crocodile sneered, and his voice was cold. "And your niece, Her Royal Highness Princess Vivian. Of course, I'm afraid they are just being used as guns by people with ulterior motives."
"Vivian is still alive, and she even got together with the Marines and made this poisonous rain. She is simply reckless!" Saka frowned and looked at Crocodile with some annoyance. "Since you know, why don't you get rid of them earlier?"
Crocodile's face sank. His conceit didn't let him explain too much to a puppet. He didn't take Smoker seriously from the beginning, but the reality is that the other side is more difficult than he expected. Moreover, there is another more dangerous snake hiding in the dark, so Crocodile didn't dare to act rashly.
Before dealing with Smoker, he must find a way to lure Yarlin out of the shadows first. As long as Yarlin is killed, Smoker can't make any big waves.
At least, that's what Crocodile had always thought before.
But this poisonous rain completely exceeded Crocodile's expectations. Smoker was more crazy than he expected. He still didn't know that this poisonous rain was also a product of Smoker's plan.
"I'm here to solve the problem, not to listen to your complaints." Crocodile said gloomily. "I heard the speech of the head of the Medical Department in the conference room. I will solve it, but before that, I need you to do some preparatory work for me."
Crocodile took out a file bag from his arms and threw it to Saka …
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