Chapter 558: Rescue of Wu Yong

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“You can rest assured, I will continue to send people to search for the Tango Fruit,” Peter said earnestly. “But it won’t be easy. If we find any Tango Fruit, I will deliver it to you immediately.”

Song Fan did not respond. She understood that Peter’s concern for Gu Chen was really concern for himself.

Back at the Gu Medical Company’s laboratory, Song Fan carefully took out the Tango Fruit. She noticed a mark on the petal, shaped like a “W.” It looked like it had been made with tweezers. The “W” also had a horizontal line in the middle, a shorthand Wu Yong often used in his signature.

Realizing that Peter had easily believed her story and quickly obtained the Tango Fruit, Song Fan formed a hypothesis. It seemed that Wu Yong was in Peter’s custody, likely still in the capital and not sent abroad.

With this in mind, she began looking through Wu Yong’s notes in the lab. She discovered that he had been researching poison formulas for several years. Could it be that Wu Yong had been collaborating with the Brown Group all this time?

Song Fan brought the notebook to the hospital. Gu Chen was sitting on the sofa, looking over some documents.

Song Fan had temporarily poisoned him, making him unconscious for a while. He could wake up without an antidote.

Seeing her enter, Gu Chen was a bit surprised. “So soon?”

Song Fan nodded. “They gave us three, better than nothing. But I found something concerning.”

She told him about finding Wu Yong’s signature on the Tango Fruit petal. “I think Wu Yong is still in the capital. We should look for him.”

“Would Charlie really dare imprison Wu Yong in the country?” Gu Chen frowned.

If that were the case, Wu Yong would be well-hidden and hard to find.

Song Fan thought about this too, but since they managed to send out the Tango Fruit, Wu Yong must have some degree of freedom.

Her eyes brightened. “Charlie kidnapped Wu Yong for experiments. Laboratories require a lot of electricity. We can investigate from that angle.”

Gu Chen agreed, following her logic. He instructed his people to investigate places where Charlie had been, looking for unusual power consumption.

They found an underground laboratory in an abandoned hospital. “This used to be an experimental lab. After Charlie came to the country, there was a spike in electricity use and the installation of generators,” Gu Chen said, pointing to the map. “But the place is guarded. We can’t storm in.”

Song Fan nodded slightly. Wu Yong was important to both them and Charlie. If they pushed too hard, it could backfire.

Song Fan used the computer to pull up a map and closely examined the surroundings of the hospital. She finally thought of a plan. “We can’t get in, so let’s smoke them out.”

Gu Chen saw the determined look in her eyes and chuckled. “Alright, let’s do it your way.”

The next day, Song Fan made sure Gu Chen stayed in the hospital. She went with Gu Chen’s men to scout the area.

She stationed herself in an unfinished building across from the hospital, using binoculars to observe the situation.

Song Fan felt a bit nervous. If the Tango Fruit was destroyed in the fire, detoxifying Gu Chen would be difficult.

But she knew rescuing Wu Yong was the top priority. With his help, detoxifying Gu Chen would be much easier.

When she confirmed that Charlie’s men were changing shifts, Song Fan sent a WeChat message to Gu Chen’s men.

Soon, thick smoke began billowing from the hospital, causing visible panic among the people there.

“Fire! Put it out quickly! Save the fire first!”

“Get the people in the basement out! Hurry, the boss said they can’t be harmed!”

Charlie’s men, well-trained, quickly divided into teams to act.

What excited Song Fan the most was seeing Wu Yong among a group of people in lab coats, fleeing from an exit through her binoculars.

Song Fan swiftly left the unfinished building and drove over to intercept them.

Initially, Charlie’s men were able to count heads, but as the fire grew, they became more concerned with salvaging the lab’s medicines and data.

Song Fan seized this opportunity, driving her car into the crowd.

Wu Yong, clutching a briefcase tightly, squinted toward the car. His eyes had been stung by the smoke, making it hard for him to see.

“Wu Yong, get in!” Song Fan shouted.

Recognizing her voice, Wu Yong quickly got into the car, and Song Fan hit the gas, driving away.

As she glanced at the rearview mirror, Song Fan felt a surge of relief. “Thank goodness, you’re okay.”

Wu Yong, rubbing his irritated eyes, pointed to the briefcase beside him. “The Tango Fruit is inside. It’s in low-temperature storage. We need to find a fridge fast!”