The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1551

Wynter quickly turned toward the reliefs, recalling the details about the formations required for the struggle over inheritance. It was known as the Draconia Inheritance Formation.

Many believed that possessing someone was a simple matter, but it was far more complicated. Humans possessed three inner lights, making it difficult for a spirit to take control of the body without weakening those lights.

Unless the possessor was a blood relative or had a rare cultivation physique like Logan, taking over another's body was virtually impossible.

Considering the way "that person" did things, it was likely he had found a suitable body and exploited the Draconia Inheritance Formation to make the switch. The blood used in the formation was the key element.

Wynter's expression darkened. That wasn't just any blood—the blood flowing from a living person was fundamentally different from that of the deceased.

The blood utilized in the Draconia Inheritance Formation came from the living. Unfortunately, it was impossible to trace its source since the place had been abandoned, let alone find the murderer.

Given how the low temperature would affect the actual time of death, Wynter suspected that the possession had occurred more than three days ago. Glancing at the corpse at her feet, she closed her eyes and dialed a number. The call was answered almost immediately.

"It's me, Wynter. Do you have any news about Grandpa? I've been having nightmares the past two days—dreams about my childhood. I also tried reaching out to Chad, as you asked." It was Logan Winston, whose manner of speaking remained unchanged.

Wynter instructed in a low voice, "Go to the address I gave you later. If Chad ever gets back to you, let me know right away."

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Logan sounded anxious.

"Mr. Winston Senior had passed away. I'll explain everything when we meet," Wynter replied with her gaze downcast. There was a moment of silence on the other end before Logan's sobbing was heard.

"Boss, we've reached out to Lupius," Elmer reported as he came in from the east path. The faint smell of burning wood filled the air, confirming that the paintings had been incinerated.

Each member of the Special Unit had a specific area of expertise. Once their unique signal was sent, they would respond as soon as possible.

It sounded bizarre, to say the least. At that moment, an Uber driver in the middle of a job suddenly turned to the passenger with a smile.

"Sorry, young lady. I have some matters to attend to. Could you take another cab? I won't charge you through the app. Here's 50 dollars for the trouble."

The young woman blinked in surprise as she stepped out of the car, hardly believing her stroke of luck.