Capítulo 862: Chapter 372: Retreat
The Mouse imdiately inford the insect control team on the other side of the mission’s success, directing them to install explosives on the flying vehicle as soon as possible, and then withdraw completely.
“By tomorrow morning, when they realize they can’t wake the target, they’ll definitely notice sothing’s wrong and will urgently call in a private doctor for a checkup. But they won’t find anything specific, just suspect it’s so kind of virus. They’ll need to use the plane to transport the person to the largest private hospital in Clark County for treatnt. However, during the flight, the plane will encounter an accident due to the explosives detonating, resulting in a crash and total destruction—no one will know it was us.”
The Mouse confidently asserted, having already set the stage for the other party’s finale.
Zorro and Violet received the ssage and managed to approach the tarmac. Upon arrival, they saw a security guard on duty, an elderly man sitting in a chair, grinning foolishly while playing on his phone.
Upon seeing the two approach, the old man imdiately discouraged them: “Hey, are you from the Insect Control Company? There aren’t any bugs here for you to deal with, you shouldn’t be here.”
“I didn’t want to co either, but this lady here wants to provide so entertainnt services for you guys,” Zorro said.
Violet gave him a sharp look, then briskly closed in on the old man, who was stupefied, saying, “Hey, dear, are you feeling tired from working overti out here? Coincidentally, I’m a professional masseuse and can provide you so massage services.”
“I don’t have the money to pay you, and wouldn’t accepting your services make feel more exhausted?” The old man seed tempted but still warily refused her, “Miss, you shouldn’t be here; please leave quickly. Don’t worry, I won’t say a word, since you’re so pretty.”
“It’s free; your boss already paid for it, and it’s available to everyone. I’ve just serviced the others; are you sure you don’t need it? How about we find a place with fewer people?” Violet tried to seduce him without reservation.
The old man was imdiately swayed, looking over this curvaceous, enchanting beauty, he said, “Free? Are you sure? What’s your na, dear?”
“You can call Annie,” Violet replied with her alias.
“Annie, what a beautiful na. Of course, I’d be delighted to accept your service, and I’m grateful to my boss for caring so much about his employees! No wonder he’s a billionaire!”
Grinning from ear to ear, the old man put down his phone and led Violet into a small wooded area nearby, hastily beginning to undress, “Don’t worry, Annie, there are no caras here. Compared to inside or in a car, I prefer the outdoors; I hope you don’t mind!”
“Of course, I don’t mind, but I do think you should take one of these, what do you say?” Violet took a small pill from her pocket and handed it to him.
“What brand is this? It tastes a bit strange.” The old man pondered for a mont, deed it necessary, and swallowed the pill without hesitation. As he savored it, he noticed it was sowhat different from the pills he’d taken before.
“It’s just an ordinary blue pill. Are you ready?” Violet asked with concern.
“Of course, I’m feeling great! But why do I feel a little dizzy… wait, this doesn’t feel right…”
Looking at Violet, the old man felt overwheld, his breathing beca rapid, his eyelids were drooping, and he imdiately fell into unconsciousness.
Violet quickly checked and found that he had passed out. She imdiately signaled to Zorro, “It’s done! He won’t wake up for several hours, and by tomorrow, he won’t rember anything.”
Chemical spray, as well as pills sold through dark web channels, are commonly used in bars and various strip clubs, with frequent victims being sowhat attractive high school girls, college students, and pretty boys.
The drugs are potent and fast-acting—the key is that it makes people forget what happened, though high doses can lead to dentia.
Zorro found this unsurprising. This garbage product was still far inferior to the Dusk Lovers Potion. He imdiately walked over to say, “I’ll cover for you while you go install the explosives on the flying vehicle.”
“Ok,” Violet replied, taking the clay explosives from her body. She approached the private plane, opened the door to the cabin, and removed tools to dismantle the plane’s panels—starting to install the explosives within inconspicuous components.
Zorro dragged the unconscious old man back to a chair on the tarmac, putting him back in a seated position to appear as if he was still on guard duty, secretly snoozing, but in fact, he was already knocked out.
After taking a few minutes, the two finished installing the explosives, connecting them to the cabin’s ignition lines. With a five-minute countdown set, and though the amount of explosives wasn’t much, once the plane started, the countdown would begin. By then, once airborne, the explosion would cause a complete loss of power and control, and a crash would be inevitable!
Having completed everything, Zorro inford the Mouse on the other side, letting them know that the clay explosives had been successfully installed.
The Mouse imdiately replied, “Clean up the scene, don’t leave any extra traces. You can now withdraw from the current area.”
“Aside from the pesticide residues and insecticides, there will be no excess traces. Even if investigated by the other party, it will be the responsibility of the Insect Control Company,” Zorro finished saying, leading Violet as they mobilized to leave, making their way to where the Insect Control Company’s vehicles were parked.
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