Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

The white test paper floated lightly onto the surface of the red-oiled braising liquid.

a few seconds.

Just a few seconds.

The originally white test strip quickly developed a glaring purplish-red horizontal line.

That's a positive result.

Moreover, it was a strong positive result.

"Snapped!"

Lu Jingyan slammed his hand on the stainless steel tabletop of the food cart, making the large vat of braising liquid shake.

The chubby cook, who was serving food, was startled and dropped the iron ladle back into the bucket with a "clang," splashing a few drops of scalding oil.

"What...what are you doing?!"

The fat chef, enraged and humiliated, his face trembling with rage, shouted, "That's my soup! What filth did you throw in? You've ruined this whole pot of soup, can you afford to pay for it? This is a special offering prepared for Actor Xiao!"

"Special supply?"

Lu Jingyan sneered, his eyes like those of a hunter looking at his captured prey.

He held up two fingers, picked the completely discolored test paper out of the soup, and held it up to the fat chef's eyes.

"It is indeed a special supply."

"Specially supplied drugs."

Lu Jingyan's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap, instantly exploding in the noisy film set.

"Poppy shells, scientifically known as Papaver somniferum. This stuff can enhance the flavor and aroma of dishes, and it's also addictive."

He took a step closer, and the menacing aura he had accumulated from years of frontline law enforcement pressed down on the fat chef, causing him to instinctively back away until his back pressed against the rice steamer.

"You're quite willing to spend money to make these extras think your food tastes good, and to save a little money on seasonings."

"Nonsense...nonsense!"

The portly chef's eyes darted around, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he remained stubbornly defiant. "What poppy shells? I don't know what they are! This is a secret spice recipe passed down through my family! You're slandering me! I'm going to sue you!"

"A secret recipe?"

Lu Jingyan didn't waste any more words with him and turned to walk to the kitchen counter.

There were all sorts of random condiment bottles piled up there. His gaze swept across them like an X-ray, finally settling on a black plastic jar without any labels.

He unscrewed the cap.

A strong, slightly bitter, exotic fragrance wafted towards us.

It was full of brown granules ground into powder.

"This is your secret recipe, isn't it?"

Lu Jingyan handed the jar to Su Xiaoxiao behind him, "Seal it and send it for testing. Also, investigate the source of this stuff. With such a large quantity, this chef must have a supplier behind him."

The fat chef completely collapsed.

His legs went weak, and he slid down onto the floor from the rice steamer, his greasy apron trembling.

It’s over.

It's all over.

He originally thought this was a film crew with little management, so he could add some "dramatic" scenes to enhance the flavor, which would save costs and make people want more, all without anyone noticing.

Who would have thought that a policeman carrying a drug test kit would suddenly appear on this desolate film set?

What kind of luck is this?

"Don't move! Everyone stay where you are!"

Zhao Tiezhu led several special police officers and rushed over, quickly taking control of the entire kitchen area.

"Hands behind your head! Crouch down!"

The kitchen helpers were terrified, crouching on the ground with their heads in their hands, not daring to breathe.

The fat chef was handcuffed and dragged to a corner like a dead pig.

Lu Jingyan stood beside the food cart, looking at the bucket of tempting braised meat, but his expression was even more unpleasant than before.

Because he suddenly realized a more serious problem.

The pot of soup is almost empty.

This means that the vast majority of the "specially supplied" braised meat has already ended up in the stomachs of the extras and staff.

He turned around abruptly and looked at the dining area not far away.

There, hundreds of extras were squatting by the roadside, sitting on the steps, or even lying on prop boxes, enjoying their boxed lunches.

They ate with their mouths greasy and their faces beaming with a strange sense of satisfaction.

Some people were still licking their lunchboxes after they finished eating.

Some people even started arguing over the last bit of soup.

"This food smells amazing! It's even better than my mom's cooking!"

"Yeah! I feel so energetic after eating it. I was exhausted from filming earlier, but now I'm full of energy again!"

"Let's get another one! I want to go too!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Jingyan felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

This is hardly a meal.

This is clearly a mass poisoning!

If hundreds of people accidentally ingested food containing poppy shells, although the dose might not be fatal immediately, their urine tests would definitely all be positive!

If this gets out, the entire Jinghai Film and Television City will be shaken up.

"Captain Lu... this..."

Su Xiaoxiao realized the seriousness of the problem. Looking at those people who were still stuffing food into their mouths without realizing it, her voice trembled slightly, "So many people... what do we do?"

"What should we do?"

Lu Jingyan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

We must not panic at this time.

If panic is triggered, leading to stampedes or riots, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He took the walkie-talkie from his waist and tuned it to the channel of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Narcotics Control Detachment.

The moment his finger pressed the call button, his eyes became incredibly determined.

"I am Lu Jingyan."

"Calling the command center, calling the anti-drug squad."

"A large-scale food poisoning case has occurred on the set of the TV series 'The Overbearing Immortal.' The suspect has been apprehended, but..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the dense crowd, his voice steady and powerful:

"There are over 300 people involved in food handling at the scene. The situation is urgent."

"Requesting immediate support! Bring all the urine test kits from the station! Even if you have to empty the warehouse, bring enough!"

"In addition, notify the hospital to prepare equipment for gastric lavage and induced vomiting, and have buses on standby at any time."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Lu Jingyan straightened his police uniform, took long strides, and walked towards the most crowded area.

The first thing he had to do was make these people vomit up all the "poison" they had ingested.

"Everyone! Stop eating immediately!"

Lu Jingyan's voice, amplified through the loudspeaker, boomed across the film set like thunder.

"Put down the lunchbox you're holding! Now!"

The crowd fell silent instantly.

Hundreds of eyes stared at him, some with meat in their mouths, others with vegetables on their chopsticks, their faces filled with bewilderment and dissatisfaction.

"Why should the police be in charge of everything, from everything else to how people make a living?"

Someone muttered to themselves.

Lu Jingyan glanced coldly in that direction.

"Because the food is poisoned."

"If you don't want to die, spit it out!"

The entire room fell silent.

Only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the plastic lunchboxes seemed particularly jarring.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

For Xiao Huohuo, who was hiding in his RV "cultivating immortality," the real nightmare had only just begun.