musicians of old

Chapter 208 He Meng, the Master (4K [-]-in-[-])

After Fanning's answer, the other party was silent for about five seconds.

He heard the rustling of writing mixed with the background noise on the other end of the phone.

"I'm glad you got out of trouble safely." It seemed that the quick record was over, and Anna asked again, "Is the door open?"

...No, the red pipe is not in my hand, is it?Fanning reacted suddenly.

The sacrificial vessel evaporated along with Vassius, and the only thing he got was this inexplicable hat, and even the pocket watch sacrificial vessel in his hand was a fake accompanied by the image of Vassius.

"It's open," he replied, "...but there was an accident."

"Accident?"

"All in all, it's a bit difficult to understand. In the end, I couldn't bring the ritual vessel containing the 'Phantom' out of the wrong time and space, but I'm sure that the gnosis in the 'Gate of No Light' should have been successfully contained by the 'Phantom'." Fanning said carefully.

There was another slight rustling sound of writing, and just when Fan Ning was feeling a little uncertain, Anna on the other end of the phone spoke again:
"These two doors are called 'the other door' and 'this door'. There may indeed be some unpredictable special circumstances. I will report the truth to Mr. Salman... It is a good thing to be able to escape unscathed. Maybe we have to wait for them to be opened. Only then will the secret realm return to its original normal state."

...two doors?For each other?Secret Realm back to normal?
Fanning heard a ton of information in this round of conversation.

Does the other door refer to the "broken key door" that Joan also holds the key to?No, no... Maybe it's the "Gate of the Seven Lights"... Well, it's very likely the "Gate of the Seven Lights"!
The internal intelligence of the Special Patrol Office was indeed crucial, and Fan Ning's previous guesses were all connected.

There is a twin relationship between the God of Lost Sources enshrined by the Transcendence Club, "Watching Death" and "Heart Flow". According to the teachings provided by Julius, "...the ritual of twins runs through the process of the world process, even if the disqualification is no longer, True knowledge still flows...", this kind of twin relationship may be due to certain processes in the secret history, which has affected the "Hidden Lamp" and "Fountain in the Painting" who are also in charge of "Desolation" and "Cocoon".

The "Gate of Seven Lights" may be located under the secret door of the Turner Art Museum, which is related to the "Fountain in the Painting".

"The Gate of No Light" is located on the top floor of the Art Museum in Watznai Town, and it is related to the "Hidden Lamp".

So, the architectural patterns in the hidden places of the two art museums are exactly the same?Just one colorful and one without color?
Behind the secret door, the ruins of the "Great Court School" floating in the black mist may require both doors to be opened, so that the real entrance to the secret realm of migration during the Turangalian Dynasty will appear.

They are most likely looking for this place.

"Mr. Vassius, congratulations on completing one of the door opening tasks." Anna's voice interrupted Fanning's thoughts.

It seems that the purpose of the Special Patrol Office opening the "Gate of No Light" is not just to contain gnosis.

This thought flashed through Fanning's mind, and then calmly responded, "It's within the duty."

"How is Caroun Van Ning?" Anna asked the next question.

Her way of asking this question was too open, without pointing to anything.It should not be suspicious or aimed at oneself, but a conversation between two people who know the context by default is easy to do so.

However, Fanning still focused on the most likely thing to answer.

"He has put a lot of effort into studying the fragments of the sound sequence." From the tone of "Vassius", one can imagine his smile on the surface, "but all his energy is spent on composing music with materials. , such as the "Violin Concerto in E Minor" that he will premiere next."

"So you found the location of the 'Gate of No Light' by yourself, right?"

"Basically."

"The information about the 'Gate of Seven Lights', and the secrets of the Turner Art Museum, still have nothing to do with him?"

"...No." Fanning replied, "Tell Mr. Salman that I will stay in Santaram Fort for a while, and at the very least, I will accompany Fanning to finish his performance task at the summer art festival, and see if I can investigate What valuable information is there?"

"I'll tell you as soon as possible." Anna on the other end of the phone smiled sweetly again, "Thank you, Mr. Vassius."

"Within duty." Another calm response.

After hanging up the phone, Fan Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although people's mental state is extremely tense, but overall there is no surprise

This role-playing job is not easy to do. Although even the breath of the spirit body is exactly the same, but I don't know the extraordinary ability of Vassius, and the information in the memory of a complete stranger is too much. Fortunately, Vassius' special investigation duty was originally his own.

But the harvest is huge, and there are still a lot of potential profit points. The internal intelligence of the Special Patrol Office, which is extremely difficult to obtain on weekdays, is easily poured out by the other party like plain water in these contexts.

Fan Ning has a much clearer grasp of the main points of the special patrol agency's investigation of himself than before.

As long as we can stabilize the first few communication contacts and fill in more and more information, it will become smoother and smoother later.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. After closing the door, Fan Ning played with the pocket watch in his hand, with a paralyzed expression on his face, and walked out at a medium speed.

Walking through the corridor to the hall, some of the police officers guarding the outer door smiled at him as a greeting.

Eyes met, "Vassius" let out a faint "um" in his nostrils, and was about to step out of the threshold when a white glove patted his shoulder.

"Uvransel is here, right? Wait a minute." The voice of the man behind him sounded a bit feminine.

A chill soaked into the skin and blood through the clothes, and Fan Ning's heart and whole body trembled in an instant.

The hand on the man's shoulder was as cold as a corpse, and Fanning had to take back his steps and turn around.

He saw a man in a bowler hat and carrying a gleaming silver cane. He was tall and pale, with brow, cheeks, and chin where the lines and corners were rigid as rectangles, and the hand that held the cane was tightly gripped.

Anyway, the other party asked him to wait. Before he spoke further, Fan Ning maintained Vassius' unsmiling temperament and his thinking attitude of "having something in his heart".

The scene was tense for two seconds.

"Joe Vassius." Fanning, who was a little uncomfortable, could only spit out a name in an unhappy but polite way of introducing himself.

He knew he couldn't keep this expression on all the time, but the point was...he couldn't pronounce this person's name!
"Mr. He Meng, good morning." "Good morning inspector." "Good morning, sir."

Finally, after a few seconds, the guards at the door greeted him.

Fanning breathed a sigh of relief.

But my heart became anxious.

According to his common sense, only high-level personnel in the Special Inspection Office can be called "Inspector Chief".

This means that He Meng in front of him is a person who understands!
My own "Vassius" suppressed his mind, slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and asked:

"Mr. He Meng, what can I do for you?"

"It just so happens that you are here, let's have a short meeting."

Facing his colleagues, although He Meng's voice was a bit cold, his attitude was quite good.

"Short meeting?" Fanning asked tentatively.

"You're in charge of the Carolne Van Ning investigation, aren't you?"

".Yes."

"Follow me upstairs." He Meng turned around and walked towards the stairwell in the hall without looking back.

"Alright, sir." Although he was almost ten steps away from him in a blink of an eye, Fanning had no choice but to keep up.

Fortunately, the group of policemen unintentionally helped him out of the siege just now. As a senior executive of the Dawn Seeker, it is reasonable for He Meng to know Vassius or not, but it is really strange that Vassius does not know He Meng.

Fan Ning almost had no choice but to safely presuppose his high-level status according to the way he greeted him, and directly skipped the name "Sir" or "Sir".

Although it is not possible to be identified immediately, it is inevitable to get a strange impression.

Fan Ning settled down, followed behind He Meng, and stepped on the steps with red lacquer reliefs on both sides.

Since it was "it happened that you were here" and he asked about the investigation content he was in charge of, it means that Vassius was not the subject of the pre-arranged meeting content, and he might be asked to provide some information about "Carolne Van Ning" by the way. Survey information is complementary.

I don't know anything else, but I do understand this aspect quite well.

Fanning secretly went through the scene of greeting people several times in his mind. The subconscious tendency showed that according to Vassius' character and small movements, he either met his eyes and nodded, or extruded an "um" from his nose, or directly Respond lightly, "Good morning/afternoon." When you meet colleagues to greet you, just follow your personality and deal with them directly. Even if there is another dawn attendant to attend the meeting, others will call him by name.

Although this incident was unexpectedly unlucky, Fan Ning still had some confidence in his mind after thinking about it this way.

He found that the illusion created by this hat seemed to be more hidden than he expected. He Meng, as a person who realized the dawn, seemed to be unable to realize that his spiritual body breath was fake. It is impossible for someone to come and pull his hat at leisure, right?
"Today's two matters need some supplementary investigation information from Uvransel." He Meng in front continued to speak gloomily, "So since you happen to be here, I won't contact you separately, let's start together I will leave after a while."

Speaking of this, He Meng chuckled: "The occasions where we can meet Mr. Poglerich are few and far between."

? ?I don't want to see you!If it wasn't for his good mental quality, the cold sweat on Fan Ning's back would almost break out.

What is your luck today?
First, the president of the Bologna School wants to see himself, and then the director of the Special Inspection Office also wants to see himself?

Fanning's only intuitive impression of Poglerich is the cyan streamer signature stamp on all official certificates of those with knowledge. Who knows what level his strength has reached.

"So it can be regarded as helping you win an unexpected good opportunity, right?" He Meng turned his head.

Although his tone was always cold, Fan Ning actually heard a hint of "boss caring for his subordinates" with his social animal intuition.

...It's really fucking unexpected.Fanning bit the bullet and said "thank you".

I saw a smile squeezed out of the sullen face of "Vassius", which should be his most excited expression: "Mr. ?"

"The one who understands? Hehe..." He Meng shook the back of his head slightly, "For Mr. Poglerich, the mystery that we people talk about is only a little higher than that of the ignorant."

When Fanning, who was climbing the stairs, heard this description, he felt that the wind in his trousers and cuffs had chilled his cold sweat.

Facing the leader of the world's strongest extraordinary organization, is he going to rely on this broken hat to block him?
The building of the headquarters of the Special Patrol Agency looks similar to the branches I have been to before. The layout of large office buildings commonly used by the authorities in this era and the interior and exterior decoration style of the Police Bureau are nothing more than a few more stairwells and corridors. It's a lot more complicated.

However, the corridors on many floors are equipped with heavily guarded iron gates, which prevent people from entering these specific areas. At the end of the corridor, there seems to be something like a steam elevator in operation.

It took less than a minute to go upstairs, and Fan Ning felt that his days were like years. After passing by many policemen and investigators, He Meng led him to a corridor on the fifth floor.

The protective device similar to the cast iron explosion-proof door in front of him presents a stern texture, and it looks like it can't even be opened by military equipment, but this is not the point at all for Fan Ning, even if it is a toy door, he can't help it. Slipping away from under the eyes of a person who understands, let alone the chief of the special patrol office waiting for him in the conference room.

He Meng put his hand on it for a moment, a huge jet of water vapor sounded from inside the corridor, and the whole door began to slowly swing forward. At that moment, Fan Ning felt four waves of intensity no less than his own. inspiration fluctuations.

There was a long mahogany lacquered table and four easy chairs behind the door. On the table were coffee hand grinders and sugar bean bowls. Several gentlemen looked at them, holding pipes or pinches. playing cards.

Different from the monotonous office style outside, the ground area behind the explosion-proof door turned out to be a wooden floor and a red carpet. In the lobby, there are water bars, sofas, pianos, pool tables, chess and card tables and automatic gambling machines.

Looking at the oil paintings sparkling under the crystal chandelier, if not for the fact that he was in a wrong situation, his heart would still beat a little faster, Fan Ning almost thought that he came to the club to pass the time today.

Amidst the smog, He Meng waved his hand, gesturing to those on-duty knowledgeable people not to stand up to say hello, and then led Fan Ning to the aisle behind the hall.

"I'll just leave later, and I'll take care of myself after the meeting." He Meng stretched out his hand and twisted the doorknob in front of him. After opening a small gap, he threw Fan Ning off and continued walking forward.

What... what do you mean?Isn't it a short meeting?

Looking at He Meng's back, looking at the aisle like a luxury hotel and the half-hidden door in front of him, Fan Ning almost didn't scratch his head.

Although he knew that he couldn't ask rashly, he really hoped that this understanding person would not stay by his side all the time, so he just tentatively said, "...just leave later?"

"Or, you can also play cards with them."

He Meng pointed to the direction of the hall, and then shut himself into another room with a bang.

Fan Ning, whose heart had been hanging in his throat, seemed to feel a little relieved in this way.

He looked at the wooden grain of the door on the veneer, and briefly thought about whether to leave here, but immediately dismissed the idea.

Don't be a fool.

So Fanning gritted his teeth, opened the door and entered.

　Thanks to the book friend tail number 9 and timid orange on September 13 for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)