Chapter 470: Dosing

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Sun Yu seamlessly blended in with the mentally ill crowd. These people wandered aimlessly, babbling nonsense, and nobody paid attention to her presence.

She kept her head down, moving around to the back of the small wooden house.

Song Fan saw the two mercenaries who had carried the injured man inside come out. After about ten minutes, Sun Yu emerged from the house, her pockets bulging.

“Check if these are what we need,” Sun Yu said excitedly. “The doctor had no combat skills. One chop to the neck and he was out.”

She demonstrated with her hand, clearly proud of her successful and thrilling action.

Song Fan quickly inspected the medications. They were indeed various sedatives and drugs for mental illnesses.

“Impressive! These will work. Crush them up and find the kitchen,” Song Fan instructed.

The map provided by the fat man was highly detailed, marking both Santo’s residence and the kitchen.

Following the map, they reached the kitchen, which was now relatively empty as the meal preparations were done. Most of the food was ready, and the cooks were absent.

Being an island near the sea, the menu mostly consisted of fish and shrimp, and the large pot of fish soup smelled particularly delicious.

Sun Yu looked at the bottles of pills in her hand with a frown. “How much should we use? Won’t too much kill them?”

“People are dying left and right here,” Song Fan said dismissively. “Don’t worry, with this many people, even these bottles might just slow them down a bit.”

She then noticed a plate of elaborately prepared lobsters and a piece of steak on the counter.

Assuming these were for Santo, Song Fan crushed a dozen pills and mixed them into the food.

Sun Yu didn’t waste time either, crushing the pills. But instead of adding them directly, she served two bowls of soup, handing one to Song Fan, “Eat up. We need our strength.”

Watching Sun Yu eat ravenously, Song Fan smiled and took the bowl. Sun Yu was indeed a practical person.

They quickly ate, then added the crushed pills to various dishes to ensure everyone would consume some. Song Fan made sure to heavily dose the high-end dishes.

Before leaving, Sun Yu stuffed two large steamed buns into her pocket.

They didn’t linger by the kitchen but moved directly to the area around Santo’s residence, hiding in the bushes.

Here, Song Fan saw why the fat man said it would be obvious who Santo was.

Two large blond bodyguards flanked a tiny man, barely 1.6 meters tall, making for a comical sight.

He had the typical Southeast Asian look, with a long scar across his face and a perpetual sneer.

When the food was brought in, he just nodded, and his bodyguards opened the door for him.

Song Fan saw the steak and lobster being served and felt relieved. With that amount of drugs, those three should be knocked out.

But after half an hour, there was still no sign of them being affected.

“Do you think they didn’t eat? Or maybe they’re already asleep?” Sun Yu worried. “Those bodyguards look like they weigh 200 pounds. Maybe the dose wasn’t enough?”

She feared the dose might be too little for the bodyguards, who might even withstand a blow to the head.

There was only one window in the small wooden house, making it hard to see inside.

Song Fan gestured for Sun Yu to check it out first. Sun Yu nodded, drawing her pistol just in case.

Fortunately, Song Fan found all three men inside fast asleep. The dose had been sufficient.

She whistled to signal Sun Yu, who tiptoed into the house.

Seeing the situation, Sun Yu sighed in relief, especially when she spotted the computer on the table. “A computer! And this… is that a big cell phone? How ancient!”

“A satellite phone,” Song Fan explained. “With these, we can contact the outside world.”

To be safe, Song Fan started tying up the three men with bedsheets and curtains, and Sun Yu helped.

As Song Fan dialed Blue Sea on the satellite phone, she also opened the computer.