"No, nothing left," a student shook his head, "Everyone else had no conflicts with Huan."
The elder asked again, "Do you really not remember what happened yesterday?"
The two students glanced at each other and still shook their heads.
They only remembered following Huan up the mountain, but they knew nothing about what happened after that.
The elder tapped the table, "Get someone over here to check their memory."
The butler quickly left and returned with a hypnotist in tow.
The hypnotist was very respectful, "Mr. Jason."
"See if they have really forgotten," Jason said indifferently, "Restore their memories."
After carefully examining the pupils and other features of the students’ faces, the hypnotist spoke, "They have indeed forgotten. It seems to be a natural amnesia due to a severe mental shock."
"Memory can be restored, but the restoration will have an impact on the nerves and will cause a decrease in IQ."
Jason furrowed his brows, "Alright, you can leave."
He then said to the two students, "Stay with Huan; money is no problem, the Hershel will reimburse you."
After ending the call, Jason stood up and went to the family’s Astrology Room.
Inside, an astrologer was working on an Astrology Chart, with several Tarot Cards also laid out beside them.
"Have you figured out anything?" Jason approached, "Or is there still nothing?"
"The specific events cannot be divined," the astrologer shook their head, "We can only deduce that the beast is already dead and all the treasures inside have been taken, but as for who did it, the Astrology Chart is unclear."
Jason’s frown deepened, and he inhaled softly, "It seems that a Diviner from Hua Country has intervened, so it’s understandable that we can’t peer into it."
Generally speaking, those with lower Divination Ability cannot divine the affairs of those with higher abilities.
Jason had already guessed that Huan was likely just unlucky and that it wasn’t someone else who harmed him.
But how could his carefully nurtured grandson, with such high talent in astrology and art, become mentally unstable?
Jason couldn’t swallow his pride; he needed to find a scapegoat.
Of course, the old Diviners of Hua Country were not to be offended.
Especially the Di Wu Family.
The Di Wu Family had been passing down their heritage for generations, even though the number of people with Divination Talent was decreasing, their foundation remained terrifyingly strong.
When picking persimmons, naturally you choose the softest ones to pinch.
They had been investigating Wen Tinglan for a long time and knew he valued his father and adopted sister greatly.
The live broadcast of the program was still ongoing.
Since the participants in the escape room were all highly intelligent talents, the production team hadn’t planned on keeping these geniuses trapped for long.
But the riddles set by the professors of Imperial Capital University were difficult, and they should have been able to hold out for at least half an hour.
Each person was on an individual track, but the puzzles were the same.
Until the camera following Wen Tinglan and Adele showed them reaching the first door, they didn’t look for the puzzle and instead forcibly broke through the door.
[???]
[Can it be done like this? When I played escape rooms before, why didn’t I think of that?]
[What do you mean you didn’t think of it, escape room doors are specially made, even if you’re a black belt in Taekwondo, you can’t kick them open.]
[Is this the telepathy between spouses? I’m so jealous.]
The producer and director watching the recordings backstage: "..."
They were also quite fearful of Norton University now; what kind of people were there?
Ying Zijin was solving puzzles in a standard manner, without resorting to forced entry.
But forget about lasting half an hour; they hadn’t even held out for ten minutes.
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