Chapter 247 Mystery

“I found something interesting in the interrogation records from the mental prison.”

The man spoke casually, as if he were just having a casual chat with his nephew, “You have two experiences of personally participating in interrogation procedures.”

"I won't mention that we didn't get any useful information the first time."

"But the second time, which was a week ago... you had just entered the interrogation plan when the administrator system managing the interrogation was attacked and reported an error."

The middle-aged man rested his elbows on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Huo Fenglin opposite him as if trying to see through him. "How could there be such a coincidence in the world?"

Huo Fenglin frowned slightly, revealing a hint of confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Everything strange started when you went wrong with the interrogation plan."

The man's gaze fell on his drooping hands. "Actually, I didn't notice anything unusual about Wen Jingchen's surrender at first."

“Even after he escaped from prison, I still thought he was just a pawn you had planned in advance.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a team of medical personnel rushed in through the door.

“But the disappearance of the serious offender Xin Que has given me a new insight…” The man’s voice grew increasingly sinister, “A prisoner who has lost the ability to move and can only survive in a life support pod, is she really just a prisoner at the mercy of others in this incident?”

"Moreover, during the period when you, Huo Fenglin, were cut off from the interrogation plan... the interrogation records show that Xin Que's conscious entity was always with you in the new interrogation plan."

"Although the technology for human body replacement is not mature nowadays, and the side effects are even immeasurable... as long as one has enough social status and money... it is not a problem to survive by borrowing a body that will cause rejection."

"If you follow this line of thought, everything can be explained."

"Why would Wen Jingchen risk playing the double agent in front of me? Why did you become a completely different person after you left the interrogation plan..."

"Let your people possess Wen Jingchen, and you can then openly take over Huo Fenglin's body."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked down at the message coming from his communicator and smiled slowly.

He relaxed and leaned back on the sofa. "I guessed right, didn't I, Xin Que?"

"The miniature bomb on Wen Jingchen's body has already detonated. You don't really think he can get away unscathed after tricking me, do you?"

Huo Fenglin's smile was almost impossible to maintain. "Uncle, are you making this up? No matter how useless I am, I would never let a prisoner take my body."

The man raised his chin. "Didn't anyone tell you that an assassin's habits are very obvious?"

"No matter how hard you try to imitate Huo Fenglin's usual behavior, when you encounter unknown danger, the fighting movements you make subconsciously are something that Huo Fenglin, that untrained coward, could never do."

Huo Fenglin suddenly looked down at his hands, whose veins were bulging.

"No matter how cunning you are, you can't guess that the code that the Huo family imprinted on the spy is also an imprint engraved into the spirit body."

The man had completely lost his patience and gestured for the medical staff to restrain Huo Fenglin. "Once you've had a thorough examination, you'll know what it means to be stubborn to the bitter end."

The bodyguard next to the man had already placed his hand on the butt of the gun at his waist.

Before they arrived, all of Xin Que's fighting skills and killing habits, which had been recorded at the Huo family, were presented to them. They had already figured out Xin Que's weaknesses in her attacks, and as soon as she made a move...

But to everyone's surprise, Huo Fenglin only tensed up for a moment before slowly straightening his suit collar. "Alright, since Uncle cares so much about my health, I can't refuse your kindness."

He stood up and stood in front of the somewhat bewildered medical staff, calmly opening his arms and saying, "Please go ahead."

A hint of doubt appeared on the middle-aged man's face, which had been filled with confidence.

...

The man stood up abruptly, his face turning ashen as he looked at the newly released test report in his hand.

The report indicates that the person opposite is Huo Fenglin.

Furthermore, the data on the detection of the spiritual body does not contain the number 13.

"Uncle must be blinded by what's happened recently," Huo Fenglin said casually, his hands in his suit trouser pockets. "Concern makes one lose their composure, I understand."

Finally, the aggressive man gave him a deep look, then turned and strode away.

"Could my guess be wrong?"

Sitting in the back seat of the van, the man rested his chin on his hand, frowning in thought. "But that's impossible..."

Wen Jingchen had two miniature bombs implanted in his arteries that would surely kill him. No matter how stupid Xin Que was, she would never choose a body in which her life and death were in the hands of others.

Could it be Feng Caijun?

However, when they rushed into the manor, they immediately examined Feng Caijun, and the results were the same as those of Huo Fenglin: there were no problems.

From the perspective of status and profit, taking over Huo Fenglin's body was the best decision for Xin Que.

The man had a headache.

“Sir, Wen Jingchen’s body has been recovered,” the bodyguard reported to his boss after receiving the message. “He died from a micro-bomb that we detonated.”

Wen Jingchen's option was also eliminated.

The man raised his eyes. "Where is Xin Que?"

The bodyguard shook his head.

Perhaps sensing the man's concerns, the bodyguard thoughtfully added a reassuring remark, "Sir, the highest-level arrest warrant issued by the Huo family for Xin Que is still in effect, so you don't need to worry."

The man's gaze fell on the scenery rushing past the window.

Xin Que has disappeared without a trace, and Huo Fenglin's behavior is once again contrary to his usual behavior...

For some reason, the man had a premonition that things were gradually getting out of his control.

...

"Young Master?"

After being released from his restraints, Feng Caijun rushed over to meet Huo Fenglin. "Master's arrival was too sudden; we didn't have time to react at all."

"It's nothing." Huo Fenglin waved his hand. "He's blinded by the easy position of family head, and now he's completely broken ties with me."

"By the way, have the other elders of the Huo family replied?"

Remembering his business, Feng Caijun immediately went to retrieve the most recent communication records.

“Young Master,” Feng Caijun’s gaze fell on the armed men who were eyeing them menacingly in the manor, “the First Madam has replied and wants to meet you at the casino under her name.”

Huo Fenglin looked at the contents of the email that Feng Caijun had sent him.

It is this body's aunt, Huo Tinghua's eldest sister, who now manages part of the Huo family's foreign trade business.

Although the Huo family is a family conglomerate, real power has always been concentrated in the hands of a few exceptionally capable direct descendants and elders.

It is because of this that the senior members of the Huo family and the newcomers who hold some real power have reached a delicate balance, pushing the behemoth of the Huo family to operate smoothly.

Power circulates within high society, and marriage is one way to increase one's influence.

Huo Fenglin quickly searched his memory and soon saw that his aunt held considerable influence in the Huo family group, as well as the arms business controlled by her marriage partner.

Coincidentally, his good uncle was in charge of one of the Huo family's private armed forces.

Feng Caijun looked worried. "But now the master has sent men to surround the manor completely, clearly intending to place you under house arrest. How can we possibly leave the manor to keep our appointment?"

“There are many ways… but given our current predicament, we must leave the manor with dignity before we are qualified to stand up to him.”

Huo Fenglin didn't care. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. His fingers tapped on the portable screen. Soon, a brand new email was sent to his aunt's mailbox.