Chapter 269 What Is the Intention?

The furious Winfreys had no time to care about how many hearts stopped beating in the underground headquarters. At this moment, his mind was completely immersed in the shock and anger of his daughter's disappearance.

However, he was worthy of being a fourth-level lampman who already knew the secret of the shining light. Even though his heart was raging, he still maintained a trace of indelible rationality in his heart.

The strong light that illuminated the entire dean's office gradually dimmed. The flames of anger did not completely burn out his reason, but when the initial rage passed, the leader of the secret sect, who had always acted cautiously, gradually calmed down.

The fire of anger that was blazing in his heart seemed to be gradually extinguished, and the glow in his pupils gradually dimmed, but the anger did not completely disappear. It was just hidden in the deeper part of his heart under the rational glow of the lamp in his skull... lurking and waiting for the moment of explosion.

The lamp in the soul body was as stable as ever, and the frequency of the light flickering seemed to be some kind of encrypted language.

Winfreys, calm down!

Blind anger will not help the matter at all!

It will only disturb our minds, affect our thinking, and delay the best time to save Anna... Now, calm down and think carefully, you should be able to find that all that happened tonight has already shown signs, right?

Winfreys frowned slightly, the light in his pupils flickered, and the memory of tonight was replayed quickly in his mind.

Visual images, auditory audio, olfactory information, tactile feelings, taste feedback, heart-to-heart perception of the pulsation... The information of the six senses mixed in the dimension of time passed through his mind one by one, and he seemed to be experiencing tonight again.

The particularly deserted hospital business, the sneaky consultation patients, the flash of Anna's heartbeat, the orderly bone fragment communication, the belated missing alarm... These abnormal places that Winfreys thought were gradually expanding in his mind.

He dived into his own memory, as if he could go back to the past, floating in the empty hospital like a suspended ghost, watching those patients with innocuous illnesses wandering around the hospital - although he had been staying in the seemingly isolated director's office, his perception of the mind had always enveloped the entire hospital, and he seemed to be able to see all the creatures in the hospital.

Although he could not build an effective patient feature model for consultation due to the lack of visual information, he had another pair of more efficient and more deeply rooted "eyes" - he could see the heartbeats of those people, and the frequency of those beats had reflected the psychological activities of the parties from the side.

Excitement, excitement, and joy are the common feelings of almost all patients who come for voluntary consultation, but why do these patients with strong and active hearts wandering around the hospital tonight show emotions like tension, panic, and fear?

Are they the vanguard troops coming to investigate the environment?

Moreover, Winfreys was now seriously replaying the memories in his mind, and he was 100% sure that the heartbeat rhythm of Anna that was fleeting at the edge of the telepathic perception range at that time was definitely not an illusion caused by his fatigue from work.

And according to Sinead's report, she fell into a coma for a period of time after being attacked by an unknown person, and even after waking up, she realized that a piece of her memory was missing... In other words, Anna had actually been abducted a long time ago, and they deliberately created the illusion that Anna flashed around the hospital, and made me doubt my sobriety, and later they were able to pretend to be Anna to communicate with me.

This group of guys whose identities were unknown - Winfreys instinctively determined that the mastermind behind these abnormal events tonight must be a secret group of forces, otherwise it would be impossible to complete such a complicated plan.

"What is the purpose of these guys?"

"Are they trying to blackmail me? Then they should have sent a blackmail letter stating the conditions for their release of Anna, but why haven't they delivered it to me yet? They even pretended to be Anna to play tricks on me?"

"Are they trying to show me how powerful they are?"

"Since they can avoid my telepathic search, it means that they have at least a fourth-level telepath or moth-phase person, or at least three third-level secret transmitters of the same kind who have arranged a ritual to conceal the heart rhythm in advance-to extinguish my struggle by showing muscles?"

"But if the other party really has such powerful means, why would they bother a weak person like me? Do I have any treasures worth asking for?

Winfres looked at the bonsai still standing on the almost broken table, and the drawers under the table, and thought to himself: "Is it for these things?"

"Or...the other party is not here for me. Their actions this time are not just aimed at me, but to disgust our partners? "

"The most important thing is whether Anna has been killed, otherwise they would not know the encrypted frequency of tapping the bone fragments."

When he thought of the worst possibility, Winfred's suppressed anger seemed to be rekindled, the flames of the lamp in his skull flickered, and the light in his pupils once again shone brightly, illuminating the room.

His brows were uncertain, but the information he could get so far was too scarce to confirm the information of the opponent... No matter what, he had to send someone to the Royal Free Hospital to investigate the situation on the scene and pick up the only survivor, Sinead, so that I could communicate directly with the light in her skull and try to awaken her lost memories.

"Let John and Nello go first."

Wen Fres thought so and slowly reached out to grab the bonsai on the table. Although the underground headquarters of the Crossroads Cult seemed to be just a huge stone cave formed by nature, it had a protective ritual that isolated all connections between the inside and the outside. Whether it was a shrill scream, a loud explosion caused by a failed experiment, or the walking and speaking of the heart rhythm, none of them could be transmitted to the outside world, and the information outside could not be transmitted to the underground either.

Only the bonsai on the desk of the dean's office and the sea spring stone basin in the copper pear tree room could ignore this ban.

However, before Winfreys' fingertips touched the ancient pine bonsai, the scaled iron-colored pine tree had already trembled slightly. It was another message from Sinead.

"Mr. Morgan, Miss Anna... she is back again!"

"What?!" Even Winfreys, who always kept his emotions to himself, couldn't help but shout out in surprise when he heard the news.

First, Anna's heartbeat was shocked, then he and his daughter said goodnight to each other, then he was shocked and angry when he learned that Anna was kidnapped by unknown people, and then he heard that his daughter suddenly returned to the hospital... His mood experienced many ups and downs in a short period of time.

Winfreys couldn't help but doubt himself, but what filled his heart was more doubt and confusion.

"What are these unknown guys... thinking?"

"What is their intention?"

"What do they want to do?"