Chapter 1395: Chapter 1395

Chapter 1395:

Franco said with conviction, “Absolutely. Given everything, it suggests a formidable organization supports Nola. After today’s ambush, I’m convinced this symbol belongs to them!”

Harlee, skeptical, asked, “Why would any significant organization adopt such a noticeable logo? Wouldn’t that just draw attention to themselves?”

Franco found himself at a loss for words. The Shadow Moon Society, after all, used no such symbols. They recognized each other without any need for visual identifiers.

Ashamed, Franco met Harlee’s gaze, realizing he had been seeing only what he wanted to see again.

Harlee shifted the discussion back to their immediate concerns.

“We should simplify our review of Coulson’s situation.”

She approached the whiteboard, marker in hand, and began sketching a diagram to visually organize their findings. After jotting down some notes, she faced the group.

“Notice, Coulson’s behavior changed precisely eight days after he joined the National Aerospace Agency!” Harlee said, her voice cutting through the silence. All eyes were on her as they listened intently.

“Obviously, only during this time period did Nola have a hundred percent chance of success,” Harlee emphasized, circling the term “illusion” on the board.

“Has anyone investigated creating realistic illusions using hallucinogens?”

One of the members of the secret medical team, working outside the law, raised his hand and spoke.

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“I’ve studied this before. However, the ratio of the hallucinogen is so precise that even a small miscalculation could cause it to fail. The data analysis is likely not very accurate.”

“Exactly,” Harlee said.

“The precise dosage and environmental conditions for these hallucinogens are crucial.”

Harlee then provided a summary of the next chapter, mapping out the timeline when Coulson fully merged the illusion with reality.

“It’s obvious Nola cannot be the one behind this hallucinogen since she was clearly abroad during that time. The only ones who could have had control are the front companies that disappeared around the same time.”

As Harlee pinned the details of the front companies to the board, she scanned the room.

“Notice the Floral Fish emblem?” All present shook their heads in denial.

Franco, still skeptical, asked, “But does this symbol’s presence automatically imply an intent to mislead?”

“Consider this: I’ve looked into the front companies that vanished after Coulson’s behavior changed. Besides the recent Holmes families and the thirty-six companies I identified, none that disappeared earlier bore this mark,” Harlee replied.

She had grown suspicious because the symbol was too conspicuous. It led her to believe that the publicly known front companies were merely decoys, while the true operations remained hidden.

Franco’s realization dawned.

“So, the ambush today wasn’t really about capturing Coulson. It was about imprinting the Floral Fish as a recognizable symbol.”

It all made sense now—the identification had been straightforward, and the attackers had fled after a single shot. They intended to leave a traceable clue.

“Exactly,” Harlee said with a nod.

“Nola is already overwhelmed, so she would never waste her remaining resources on someone who isn’t crucial. This shows there’s a mastermind behind Nola, pulling the strings and controlling everything.”

The implications were grave. Previously, they had only Nola’s schemes to counter. In a pinch, they could appeal to the Happer family for intervention. Now, however, they faced a new, unseen adversary controlling a network of deceptive entities.

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