Bulma stared at the strange guy without blinking, taking a long time to snap out of it.
"By the way... Sis, I've been meaning to ask... who is this guy?" Bulma asked curiously.
"Tights, hurry up and introduce me." Jaco patted his chest.
Tights: "..."
"This is Jaco, a Galactic Patrolman," Tights introduced him.
"Never heard of him." Bulma shook her head, uninterested in the strangely dressed man.
"Heh heh, kid, I'm an elite Galactic Patrolman! I'm in charge of your planet!" Jaco stepped forward and patted Bulma on the head.
"Don't touch my head. I hate it when people touch my head." Bulma rolled her eyes.
Jaco quickly pulled his hand back.
"And I'm not a kid! I'm already married!" Bulma added.
"Married?" Tights was taken aback, at a loss for words as she looked at Bulma.
You're four years old. What do you mean, married?
"Bulma, are you playing house again?" Tights said with a smile.
"I really am married. My husband's sleeping over there." Bulma pointed at Vegeta, who was asleep on a lounge chair in the distance.
Tights looked in the direction Bulma was pointing.
Sure enough, she was playing house.
Her husband was just another little kid.
"But seriously, Bulma, how did Mom and Dad get poisoned? The doctor said it was food poisoning. Did they eat something they shouldn't have?" Tights hurriedly asked.
"I'm wondering the same thing." Bulma shook her head. "I ate the same things Mom and Dad did, but I seem fine."
"That is strange." Tights couldn't make sense of it either.
How could they have been poisoned out of nowhere?
"I know! You must have poisoned your parents so you could inherit their fortune," Jaco said.
Bulma: "..."
Tights: "..."
"What are you talking about?" Bulma glared angrily at Jaco.
"Jaco, maybe keep a few thoughts to yourself," Tights said, exasperated.
You Galactic Patrolmen have way too much imagination.
"If you'd said Bulma planned to poison our parents and inherit their fortune when she grew up, I might have believed you. But she's only four, and even if she inherited the fortune, I'd get it as the eldest daughter," Tights joked.
"Sis... you..." Bulma looked like she was about to cry.
What kind of family is this?
"By the way, did your parents drink alcohol? Could they have alcohol poisoning?" Jaco suddenly asked, as if he'd just thought of something.
"Actually, Sis, that might really be it." Bulma slapped her forehead. "I remember now. Vegeta brought back an ornate flask, and Mom took it and had a tiny sip with Dad... Then they passed out."
"Vegeta?" Jaco was startled.
Why did that name sound so familiar?
"What... Why are you only telling us this now? Why didn't you mention it at the hospital?" Tights said, torn between laughter and tears. "Go get that flask and let me see it."
"Dada-dada..."
Bulma dashed off to the dining room to get the bottle of Ultra Divine Water.
Soon, Bulma came back with the bottle in her arms.
"This is it." Bulma handed the bottle to Tights.
"Let me see." Jaco said. "I'm an elite Galactic Patrolman. Even if it's poisonous, it won't affect me."
Tights handed the bottle to Jaco.
Jaco picked it up and gently swirled it around.
"There's still plenty of liquor inside," Jaco said.
Bulma and her sister nodded together.
"This bottle is pretty strange. It doesn't have any opening besides the neck." Jaco examined it from every angle.
"Bulma, where did you get such a strange bottle?" Tights asked.
"It's Vegeta's bottle. He drank from it and got drunk." Bulma pointed at Vegeta, still asleep in the distance.
"We can't worry about that now. If we find out what caused this, Mom and Dad can wake up sooner," Tights said.
"I'll test what kind of poison it is." As he spoke, Jaco brought the bottle to his mouth to take a swig.
"Be careful, Jaco!" Tights said worriedly.
"It's fine. Like I said, I'm an elite Galactic Patrolman. Even if it's poisonous, it won't affect me." Jaco ignored her and poured some into his mouth.
As soon as the Ultra Divine Water entered Jaco's mouth, he felt excruciating pain.
"Ptooey..."
Jaco spat the Ultra Divine Water right back out.
Immediately afterward, he toppled face-first onto the ground and passed out.
Bulma: "..."
Tights: "..."
The sisters were stunned.
Tights hurried over, patted Jaco's cheeks, and called his name loudly.
But Jaco didn't respond at all.
Bulma almost burst out laughing.
"Bulma, stop laughing. He's not doing well... Hurry and call an ambulance." Tights looked like she was about to cry.
"Uh..." Bulma wiped away her sweat.
Not long afterward, the ambulance came rushing back with its siren blaring.
"What? Poisoned again?" The doctor was amused. "Do rich people have nothing better to do? Do they like trying out poisons...?"
"He said he wanted to taste it..." Bulma explained.
"What could be so delicious?" the doctor asked curiously.
"This is it... At least we've found the culprit this time." Tights handed the bottle of Ultra Divine Water to the doctor.
"Is it good?" The doctor gave a helpless laugh. "Well... we'll take this to the hospital and analyze it."
"Okay, thank you for your help," Tights said with a nod.
"Oh, right. That guy's an alien. I don't know if your usual treatment will be able to wake him up," Bulma told the doctor.
"What? An alien?" The doctor looked at Jaco in shock, then hurried over and carefully examined his face and body.
Jaco was shaken awake by all the handling.
"Smack!"
Jaco sprang to his feet.
"What are you doing to me? I'm an elite Galactic Patrolman!" Jaco pointed at the doctor.
"He... He's awake?" The doctor was taken aback.
"Jaco, are you okay?" Tights asked with concern.
"Hmph, some elite Galactic Patrolman. You passed out from drinking just a little of it." Bulma rolled her eyes.
"What would a little girl like you know?" Jaco snorted. "I didn't pass out. I went into a deep sleep to analyze the toxins inside."
"And?" Bulma asked.
"It's a very dangerous poison. Its molecular formula is made of substances I've never seen before..." Jaco shook his head.
"Is there an antidote?" Tights asked.
"No." Jaco shook his head. "You can only tough it out with your own immune system."