Everyone Wants to Pamper the Bigshot Researcher After Her Rebirth! - Chapter 454

Chapter 454: Arrived

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Brian clearly didn’t want to say more to Song Fan. He spoke another phrase she didn’t understand, and immediately someone struck Song Fan with the butt of a gun.

Song Fan quickly dodged, glaring at the man who muttered something incomprehensible.

But Song Fan understood his intention—he wanted her to board the speedboat.

Without hesitation, she jumped onto the speedboat, where two guns were immediately aimed at her, leaving her no chance to resist.

Song Fan had initially planned to hijack the speedboat, but her plan was thwarted again.

Others boarded the speedboats as well, and soon they were speeding across the sea, practically flying over the waves.

At first, the sea breeze, though fishy, was refreshing. But as night fell and temperatures dropped, she quickly felt the cold seeping into her bones.

She regretted not having her hospital coat. In her hurry, she had left wearing only thin clothes.

Now, on the speedboat, the cold wind pierced her skin, and she felt thoroughly chilled.

Meanwhile, the men around her were bundled up in cotton jackets, some even wearing goggles to shield from the wind.

Song Fan curled up, trying to minimize her exposure to the freezing wind.

To distract herself, she started a conversation with the man next to her in English.

The man seemed about her age, with no signs of aging and fair skin.

Despite the language barrier, Song Fan managed to express her willingness to pay for her life.

“My family is very wealthy, and my boyfriend is extremely rich. You can check,” Song Fan said, trying to convey her message. The man listened several times before understanding.

He glanced at the others, ensuring they hadn’t overheard the conversation due to the wind.

“You, you, have how much, money? Must be in dollars,” the man asked, stammering, his eyes darting to the men in front.

Song Fan quickly removed her necklace and two small earrings.

She generally disliked wearing jewelry. The necklace was designed to hold small pills, and she wore the earrings to keep her piercings open. Luckily, the earrings had small diamonds.

“Diamonds, gold,” Song Fan explained in English.

The man looked around to ensure no one saw before pocketing her items. Then, he handed her an extra jacket.

Only then did Song Fan realize the man was wearing a new down jacket under his dirty outer coat to keep it clean.

She didn’t care about appearances anymore. Putting on the cotton coat, she finally felt some warmth returning.

She looked gratefully at the man and continued trying to talk to him, hoping he would help her escape. But he stopped responding and said nothing more.

After another hour or two, just as Song Fan felt she might lose consciousness, she saw a small island ahead.

The men on the speedboat started shouting excitedly, their faces showing a rare moment of joy.

Song Fan had no strength to ponder their reactions. She could only see a small, dark island with a few shadows moving.

Islands like these were common in international waters. She couldn’t determine her location, let alone signal for help.

The speedboat soon reached the shore, and she was almost dragged into the water.

Using her last bit of strength, she staggered onto the beach.

Her clothes were soaked, and the sea breeze made her shiver uncontrollably.

The man who had given her the coat patted her sympathetically.

Song Fan seized the moment and asked, “Where is this? Is this an island in international waters? Are you islanders?”

The man looked at her with a complicated expression. Seeing someone approach, he quickly stepped away, avoiding any association with her.

The next moment, someone placed a hood over her head. She didn’t resist, letting them do as they pleased.

Internally, she felt a glimmer of hope. If they intended to kill her, they wouldn’t bother with secrecy. Dead people kept secrets best.

Since they were keeping her identity concealed, it meant they didn’t want her dead.

But before she could take many steps, she heard a chilling conversation.

“Does she have any diseases? If she’s sick, she won’t be worth much.”