Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

"You should understand the problem here, right?"

Ma Xianhong's expression froze. He wasn't stupid; Mo Wen had explained it very clearly.

The master of two heroes and a contestant in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony actually joined forces to intercept the escort team of Na Du Tong and killed everyone.

This looks very strange no matter how you look at it.

"After analyzing it, I found that they are all people who have experienced setbacks recently or in the past few years because of something."

"They come together because of a certain condition or a certain person."

"But that is not a reason for them to dare to kill company employees."

Mo Wen spoke earnestly, while Ma Xianhong lowered his head slightly, his expression complex, because he knew that it was his sister Qu Tong who had brought them together, since the Yaoxing Society was there to help those extraordinary people who were unhappy with certain things.

But how did Qu Tong manage to get them to hijack the prison van and risk offending the company to save him?

And then Mo Wen said something next.

This gave Ma Xianhong a fright.

"I suspect that the person you know has the ability to alter perceptions and brainwash people!"

"Otherwise, even if these people were linked together, it would be impossible to get them to work willingly while leaving no survivors, just to conceal their existence!"

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Chapter 316 Zhao Fangxu: Mo Wen is a good kid. Even if he suspects us, it couldn't be him.

"Modifying cognition...brainwashing..."

Upon hearing Mo Wen's analysis, Ma Xianhong broke out in a cold sweat.

For some reason, when I hear these words...

He would feel a strong sense of rejection and anger, as if he himself had suffered the same treatment.

But the question is, when was my perception altered?

Why didn't he ever realize something was wrong...? Wait a minute!

Suddenly, Ma Xianhong realized something, and Mo Wen's next words only deepened his thoughts.

"This method is very mysterious. It changes people's thoughts silently and without them having any suspicion, since it is a thought that comes out of their own mind."

Seeing Ma Xianhong's pale face, Mo Wen knew the other party was beginning to suspect, so he feigned surprise and said:

"To be honest, from what you're saying, you're trying to find memories of the past."

"If there are gaps in your memory, could it be someone you know who did it?"

"impossible!"

Upon hearing Mo Wen's doubts, Ma Xianhong instinctively retorted.

“That’s right, that’s the reaction.” Mo Wen suddenly pointed, and Ma Xianhong was taken aback: “What reaction?”

"Anyone who hears my explanation, as long as they're in the right mind, even if it involves your most trusted family member, would be a little suspicious, right?"

Mo Wen smiled and said, "But what about you? You were clearly starting to have doubts, but as soon as I finished speaking, you started to refute me without even thinking."

"Is this due to genuine trust, or is it some kind of tactic that makes it impossible for you to doubt that person?"

“I now suspect that your perception has been altered, Ma Xianhong.”

These words, like the resounding toll of a bell, made Ma Xianhong's head buzz.

My perception has been altered?

Sister, do you have methods for brainwashing and hypnosis?

Even my memories were erased by my sister!?

He instinctively clutched his head, his expression gradually contorting into a grimace, his eyes becoming bloodshot.

Countless chaotic thoughts began to emerge, including those instilled by Mo Wen using the Mind-Bending Technique, as well as those of Ma Xianhong himself.

But the vast majority of these thoughts were doubt, shock, and anger.

"I should believe my sister...no...I shouldn't believe her...I should believe her..."

"No...no..."

Ma Xianhong clutched his head, his face contorted in pain.

All the jumbled thoughts gradually coalesced into one.

"Why...why should I believe her!?"

Mo Wen's reminder, coupled with Ma Xianhong's own soul resisting, made things even more difficult.

At this moment, Ma Xianhong finally grasped the problem that he had not noticed from beginning to end!

That is, why did he trust Qu Tong so much?

If his mind hadn't been tampered with, Mo Wen's explanation should have made him suspicious at all.

Ma Xianhong's expression gradually returned to calm. He lowered his hand, bowed his head, and let his light gray hair fall down.

His voice was low, and a complex expression appeared on his unseen face: "Mo Wen, thank you for reminding me... You've done me a favor, and logically I should tell you about the person behind that, but..."

"Could you give me some time... I'll tell you later..."

Although he had realized something was wrong, his perception had been altered, and his past interactions with Qu Tong made it impossible for Ma Xianhong to expose Qu Tong for the time being.

Seeing Ma Xianhong's expression, Mo Wen knew he had succeeded.

He smiled and said gently, "It's alright, this matter has nothing to do with me. You can say it if you want, or not if you don't."

Mo Wen's goal was simply to make Ma Xianhong suspicious of Qu Tong and thus stay on his own initiative.

Whether or not we talk about Qu Tong has absolutely nothing to do with it.

However, Ma Xianhong became increasingly grateful to Mo Wen, because Mo Wen not only saved him but also did not force him to reveal the person behind him.

Ma Xianhong took a deep breath. "Thank you."

He has decided to stay and not contact Qu Tong for the time being.

He will only seek out Qu Tong again to inquire in person after he has rebuilt the cultivation furnace and regained his memories.

Moreover, this is also an opportunity to properly repay Mo Wen.

"Mo Wen, do you really not want the Divine Hundred Refinements? Your help to me is nothing compared to even a fraction of what you could have done with the Divine Hundred Refinements."

Ma Xianhong asked.

He genuinely wanted to give the Divine Hundred Refinements to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not good at weapon crafting, so I won't bother."

"Alright." Since Mo Wen doesn't want it, then I'll forge the magical artifact that can help.

Just then.

Mo Wen's cell phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Mo Wen gestured for Ma Xianhong to be quiet, then answered the call and held it to his ear:

"Hello, what's up, Chairman Zhao?"

"Mo Wen, there's something I need to tell you: Ma Xianhong has escaped."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came from the phone.

Mo Wen exclaimed in surprise, "Ma Xianhong escaped?"

Seeing the surprised expression on Mo Wen's face, Ma Xianhong pursed his lips. If he hadn't been there, and was the person involved, he would have thought...

Seeing Mo Wen's expression and surprised tone, they would probably think he really didn't know.

Zhao Fangxu disregarded whether Mo Wen truly didn't know and said in a deep voice, "This matter is very serious. Everyone involved in this mission needs to be investigated, including temporary workers, regional heads, and even myself and others on the board of directors."

Mo Wen's face showed a look of 'understanding'. "So, you're going to interrogate me too?"

Zhao Fangxu nodded: "This is a necessary procedure. I hope you can understand. Don't worry."

"Okay, but I'm already back in Jiangsu, so I probably won't arrive until tomorrow."

To Zhao Fangxu's surprise, Mo Wen readily agreed.

This surprised him, but also relieved him. A smile appeared on his usually composed and chubby face. "Don't worry, Mo Wen will only ask about things related to the mission."

"Furthermore, I know that you were taken to the airport by our car and returned to Jiangsu right after you were arrested in Ma Xianhong, so calling you was just a routine matter."

As for who is most likely to have done this, no one can figure it out.

But if we're talking about who's least likely to be, Mo Wen is the first one we'd rule out.

Mo Wen took a local bus to the airport.

There are indeed unheard records at Nanjing Airport.

Na Du Tong is Mo Wen's alibi, so it's not an exaggeration to say that he's just going through the motions.

"It's alright, we share the same stance, so Chairman Zhao doesn't need to explain further."

Mo Wen smiled, and his understanding attitude made Zhao Fangxu secretly sigh.

What a good child.

"Then I'll wait for you to come over. Afterwards, I'll treat you to a simple meal as an apology."

"You flatter me, Chairman Zhao."

The two hung up the phone.

In the office, Zhao Fangxu looked at Chairman Su and said, "He agreed."

Chairman Su was surprised: "You agreed to let us review it without saying anything?"

Zhao Fangxu nodded: "He didn't hesitate at all. We also checked the whereabouts of the Martial God Hall cadres last night. Apart from Mo Wen, none of the others were in Guizhou, so it couldn't be him."

Chairman Su sighed, "With the immense power of the Martial God Temple and combat strength surpassing even heroes and second only to the Heavenly Daoist, it can be said that Mo Wen's influence and status in the industry are no different from that of a 'veteran.' Yet, when faced with our almost 'difficult' interrogation, he showed absolutely no negative emotions."

"It's hard to believe he's a teenager under 20 with such composure."