Chapter 19: Encounter with a Beauty (5)

  "I think I don't have anyone else to trust either, do I?" Ouni replied with a bitter smile to Zhang Fan.

  "Alright, trust me!" Zhang Fan gazed steadily at Ouni, watching as her eyes grew hazy under his intense stare. Although he was no stranger to brain probing, he still feared that it might cause some harm to Ouni's mental domain. The safest approach would be to enter her mind without resistance. And for this, he needed Ouni's complete trust and cooperation.

  Zhang Fan slowly emitted a wave of consciousness towards Ouni, exploring her past in her mind. Ouni's brain domain and Zhang Fan's encounters with people over the past few days had many similarities, such as a very empty feeling. Apart from some chaotic feelings at the beginning of the invasion, there were also some naked male bodies. After Zhang Fan's consciousness passed through these things, he didn't find anything particularly special. Ouni's entire cognitive sea was like an endless desert, with countless grains of sand, and in Ouni's mind, there was only a faint, fleeting thought. This chaotic thing was just Ouni's words to Zhang Fan, which appeared more detailed and clear before Zhang Fan's eyes.

  Zhang Fan was thinking of countless thoughts while exploring, and in his mind, there were people like O'Neil, Long Yi, and the female countess who all had a feeling of being manipulated by others. Zhang Fan was very familiar with this feeling, to be honest, he himself was an expert at it, but it seemed that he too had encountered an expert. Recently, he had met many people with special abilities, and none of them were inferior to him. Was it because there were originally many such experts in this world, but he just didn't know about them? Or were they not originally here, but suddenly appeared out of nowhere? As for the former, Zhang Fan could only say that there are always people outside of one's knowledge, and there is always a higher power beyond one's own. But if it was the latter, then he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. This world needed peace, and it needed to maintain a balance of power. If certain individuals or aspects of power became too strong, so strong that no one could restrain them, then the chaos that would ensue was unimaginable.

  Zhang Fan once again carefully scanned Ouni's brain domain, this time making sure that every corner was thoroughly checked. Suddenly, one place caught Zhang Fan's attention, where he used his consciousness wave to scan and found no significant difference from other places. If there was a difference, it was only that the other places were slightly coarser. Could it be that this slight coarseness caused Ouni's amnesia and abnormal behavior?

  Zhang Fan gave up sweeping other areas and focused on this rough point, enlarging and processing it in detail. Based on Zhang Fan's past experience, the point in Ouni's brain was different from any artificial injury he had seen or heard of before. This was a situation he had never encountered before, and compared to Longyi's brain domain, Ouni's brain domain was more similar to a physical injury. In this regard, it was not Zhang Fan's strong suit, and he couldn't solve the problem himself, so he could only rely on experts from other fields to solve it.

  "Alright, alright," Zhang Fan said, withdrawing the probing consciousness wave he had directed at Ouni. "You know this is a serious matter. It's not that I don't want to believe you, but I need solid evidence to do so. How about this: I know a professional in the field of spiritual brain science in Paris. Tomorrow morning, we'll head down the mountain and take the earliest flight to Paris for a thorough examination. What do you say?"

  "Alright! I'll listen to you." Eunice let out a low murmur, she was already very sleepy and tired. The recent events had reached her limit of endurance. Anyway, being able to put an end to it was good. Troublesome things could be left for Zhang Fan to deal with first!

  As for Ouni's answer, Zhang Fan didn't expect it to be so refreshing. He wanted to believe Ouni, but he also didn't dare to believe her, after all, the matter was of great importance. The private affairs between men and women were unimportant when they were just playing around, but in front of serious matters, they still had to be put aside for now. Holding tightly onto the enticing body in his arms, Zhang Fan also fell into a deep sleep. Tomorrow, or maybe the day after tomorrow, what kind of events would await them, no one could predict.

  There was Zhang Fan, a master of spiritual power control. Although the ancient temple was heavily guarded, Zhang Fan and Ouni still left safely. They also took two sleds with them and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Alps on their way down. At this time, Zhang Fan's mood was incomparable to when he went up the mountain. He met Ouni again and obtained some clues from her, which brought new hope to the case he was investigating. Moreover, Ouni was not just a simple informant; she was a beautiful woman that any man would be proud to have, and Zhang Fan was no exception.

  From the castle to the airport, it was a considerable distance. Although Zhang Fan and his group were eager to leave this place as soon as possible and arrive in Paris, there were some things that couldn't be rushed. Just like they couldn't change their clothes instantly, nor could they book tickets at will. Most importantly, they couldn't control the weather. The consecutive days of heavy snow had caused flights to be grounded for several days, while passengers stranded at the airport crowded into the waiting hall.

  Zhang Fan booked a room in a hotel near the airport with Ouni, and it was difficult to get an empty room in this season and location. However, Zhang Fan used his special connections and abilities to solve their accommodation problem before leaving the airport.

  "These days, it's probably very hard to leave. Look at the weather outside, and think about how difficult it is to solve the problem of people being stranded at the airport all at once." Ouni covered up the curtains and said to Zhang Fan who was smoking on the sofa.

  "I'll find a way to deal with this." Zhang Fan stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, looking somewhat annoyed. This kind of weather made people reluctant to leave their rooms, and the longer Ou Yang's disappearance dragged on, the more possibilities for trouble arose. The heavy pressure was enough to make even the normally calm Zhang Fan want to curse. He pulled out his phone and dialed the number for Professor Elans' office in Paris.