musicians of old

Chapter 301 A Link to Great Achievement (4K [-]-in-[-])

"Some way of pretending to be Vassius."

Fanning was a little surprised at first, but after a little thought he understood.

In the eyes of others, Vassius got out of trouble after completing the task of "Hidden Lamp" town, but the few people in his party naturally understood the real situation.

Roy said softly: "You know, it's not easy to obtain high-level classified information from the special patrol agency, but it's not difficult to use the resources of the school to inquire about news of an extraordinary internal nature. The number two person in a local branch has lost contact. For such a long time, even if the Special Patrol Office finds that there is special involvement, and handles it in a low-key manner and secretly investigates, it is impossible for there to be no movement at all in the circle."

"According to normal logic, the time of a person's loss of contact is calculated from the deadline for the last public appearance or private appearance with definite evidence, and then our intelligence personnel accidentally discovered that the time of loss of contact identified by the Special Inspection Office Compared with tracing the source of whereabouts, compared with the day we arrived at Santa Ramborg, there are a lot of additional tracks in the future."

Fanning, who was holding the steering wheel, heard this and turned to look at Roy. Instead of sitting upright as usual, she turned the passenger seat down to an angle that was more conducive to stretching her body, and then stared sideways at herself.

After meeting their eyes for a moment, Fanning turned his head and continued to look at the windshield:

"Do you remember that top hat I pulled out of the ashes after I burned the dog doll?"

Roy made a "hmm".

"The method comes from it. It's a bit surprising, but the actor is me." Fanning's tone was as calm as when he was visiting in a nursing home.

Roy opened his eyes wide at first, then blinked and thought.

"I went to report a letter, and then I waved in front of them a few times." Fan Ning continued to explain, "In this way, as the timeline is extended, more interference factors will be added, and the loss of contact has nothing to do with ours. The relevance of the day is gradually weakened. Of course, further delays are unrealistic, and there is a risk of being identified by pretending to be. After developing a music career, it is difficult for me to create opportunities for 'separation'. Vassius will eventually 'lose contact' .”

"Fanning, Fanning, you really have to be careful." The girl's tone this time was very solemn.

Just as Fan Ning was about to continue speaking, a warm little hand pressed on his arm holding the shift lever.

"I know what you want to say, but listen to me first."

"Since you have gone, you must have fully judged the reliability of the top hat's camouflage function, and you have also used a series of methods to collect Vassius' work information to ensure that the communication will not arouse suspicion, right? But the current problem is not the focus here--"

"The most critical issue now is that the Special Inspection Office believes that Vassius is a 'martyr' or an 'apostle'! Moreover, judging from the abnormal situation of the premiere review of the "Second Symphony", they compare this matter with the Your suspicions are connected!"

"Although the school does not believe in the term 'apostle' and thinks it is just one of the strange forms of pollution, you should understand what this means. The motives of this type of 'martyr' are contrary to human nature. They are not self-serving, but rational Calm, seems to have some kind of innate heterogeneous pursuit, in order to 'practice a certain idea', 'promote key nodes' or 'make things that are respected in a high place rise higher', he does not hesitate to use his own life as the cornerstone to plan and carry out, and to die with ease or joy."

Fan Ning heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words:

"Your faction's intelligence efficiency is quite high."

"At the New Year's Eve dinner, you asked me nervously if I believed in fate. I thought you wanted to tell me something." Roy gave him a blank look.

"Why are you beating around the bush? Why don't you just ask me?"

"Some people are afraid of vicious and sinister enemies, some are afraid of careerists who are only interested in profit, and some are afraid of crazy people who behave in an upside-down manner and cannot communicate with them. Life experience is a mystery, covered with an airtight and wriggling veil, on the one hand, you don’t know what’s underneath after uncovering it, and on the other hand, you don’t have the chance to uncover it. unknowable vortex."

"Even if you didn't know it when you pretended to act last year, did you know it later? It's been half a year, and you haven't mentioned it in the letter."

"You just don't want to tell me."

"I'm composing." Facing the girl's successive questions, Fan Ning's tone was still flat and cold.

"Besides, in addition to diverting the attention of the Special Patrol Office, I have my own affairs that need to be handled in this way. It is not an easy matter to solve. There is no benefit, and there is a lot of trouble. There is no need to drag you into the water."

The air in the carriage fell silent, and the vision continued to drill into the dark night ahead.

The only thing that surrounds your ears is the roar of the engine and the sound of tires rolling over potholes or small obstacles.

After more than half an hour, the lights of the manor in the small town of Hawale began to be seen in the dark front of the field.

The car drove up the white and tidy stone brick road, and the dim and warm light shone on the white walls, fences, and the round and tall hallway inside, and the two attendants slowly opened the silver carved iron gate.

Fanning stopped the car beside the fountain in the courtyard, then turned off the engine, and sat with his head bowed in the darkness for a few minutes.

"Why don't you open the door for me?" Roy said softly, his voice was like a white veil floating without wind.

Fan Ning immediately raised his head, put his hand on the door handle, and was about to pull it away to get out of the car.

Then it paused for a few seconds, then retracted again.

"I'm sorry," he said.

The girl stared blankly, then pondered.

"Mr. Fanning, don't apologize for me, and don't do this in the future."

"why?"

"For me, as long as you can be a little more tender than just now, it is completely enough in similar situations. Don't use such a large degree. It may not be good for the person who is comforted in the future."

"Are you so easy to deal with?"

"If you've already used the word 'deal with', what's not enough?" Roy asked softly.

"Oh."

"...Moreover, when I realized that today was the worst day for you, I felt more and more that I was wrong just now."

Inside the car is a mix of light herbs, blackberries and peaches.

In the small storage room with the car are the letters I have read.

The girl's eyes are clear blue.

Fanning took a deep look at her with a complicated expression.

"I still want to make sure, first of all, the premiere of the "Second Symphony", there can't be any motivation or pollution of evil names, right?" Roy returned to the previous topic.

"A pure and normal performance of a serious musical work, if you encounter some kind of evil and mysterious instrument, maybe you can compete with the other party with the help of the audience's spiritual thread just like the 'Giant' symphony."

After Fanning said that, Roy smiled easily.

Then half of my heart will drop.

After all, this is completely different from last year's graduation concert incident, and the music was not written by someone else for no apparent reason.

As long as there is no problem in itself, there is almost no harm in the premiere being held in an atmosphere similar to "control", but it has an extra security guarantee.

It's still the kind that the Special Patrol Agency personally sends people to act as free security guards.

"So as long as there is no problem with the "Second Symphony", this matter only lies with Vassius."

"Share an accidental discovery." She unfolded a small piece of engraved printing paper folded in half, and read it lightly in the dim light.

"Joe Vassius was born in the small town of Mecklen in Uflandsell in 860 in the new calendar. His grandparents originally ran an agricultural product processing factory, but they went bankrupt due to poor management. In his parents' generation, only A "free folk herbal medicine workshop". In 871 of the new calendar, an unexplainable fire burned down the herbal medicine workshop. His parents and apprentices all died. The Special Inspection Office rescued the 11-year-old Vassius who was seriously injured. After that, it is difficult to investigate the detailed experience, but we only know that he became an official investigator about 6 years later."

"Coincidentally, a short time before the fire broke out in 871, we found that a person visited this 'Freedom Folk Herb Workshop' several times. This person's name was Viern, and he was an organist by profession."

Fanning stared at the steering wheel suddenly froze.

Roy continued: "The main source of clues for the intelligence personnel is the correspondence between Viern and the author of the text of "Resurrection Ode", the poet Bassani of the "New Moon". What Yu has done, some trivial but necessary multi-party verification... We found that the main appeal of Viern's patronage of the 'Freedom Folk Herbal Workshop' was to treat glaucoma. Of course, it is difficult for us to figure out the main object he was dealing with at that time, In the end, Vassius' parents, or the 11-year-old Vassius himself..."

"But as a result, his glaucoma improved significantly at first, but then went downhill again, so the owner of the 'Freedom Folk Herbal Workshop' gave Viern a token, and told them that their herbal craftsmanship came from the Southern Continent. It’s from Xi’an, the treatment effect is not satisfactory, maybe it’s because I haven’t learned home yet…”

"After several suggestions from the Herbal Medicine Workshop, Viern finally made up his mind to go to the Southern Continent to seek medical treatment in person according to the contact address on the token."

"...This is the healing channel in the Southern Continent that Viern heard about?" In addition to being surprised by the incident itself, Fan Ning also felt his scalp tingling because of the early time and long span of this incident.

Roy said sternly: "So, it's true that you solved Vassius, but if he is the so-called 'apostle', as I said when I got in the car, it is very likely that this person's life...from birth to family changes, From joining the Special Patrol Office to starting to investigate you, from the conflict with you, the coercion of you and Miss Niximi in the small town of Watznai, until he was killed by you in the end, he was happy to see him It's done."

"Even if the impetus to your follow-up is not the ultimate purpose of his death, it is still part of his destiny. The cornerstone of his entire life is a part of a certain great achievement, or in other words, a more terrifying expression—"

"He died for you, it's just a matter of degree or primary or secondary."

Roy's reminder finally gave Fanning a great sense of terror.

Is there a possibility that all the actions he took after he obtained the top hat for camouflage were motivated by his willingness to see the results?

The rise and fall of celestial bodies, the advance and stop of civilization, the good and bad times of the year... the passion and will of the Lord of Witnesses affect the progress of the world, and countless "apostles" pushing countless "key nodes" are also important forms?

Don't dare to think about it. From this angle of thinking, the understanding of the horror of the Lord of Witnesses far surpasses the intuitive impact of any dream.

"I will be more careful." Fan Ning responded seriously this time: "I will carefully consider the details and doubts in the past. Fortunately, no matter whether he is the real 'Apostle' or not, there will be no more fakes in the future." His condition."

Roy smiled when he heard it: "Look, you have made your own affairs so serious, isn't this just sorting out one thing?"

"The other thing is about Uncle Vincent and the Abnormal Zone, right?"

"Don't look at me with that look again, have you forgotten that when Vassius said those words to you in the weird art gallery in the small town of Watznai, I stood by your side and watched you decipher those words?" A code for colorful lights?"

Fanning smiled helplessly.

He naturally remembered what Vassius said at that time.

"It seems that you already know the prophecy that Vincent brought out from the abnormal area, right? You have been in and out of the art museum quite frequently. Vincent must have used the fragments of the audio series as a medium, and through some means, the art museum It's hinted."

At that time, he felt that what Vassius said was a deterrent, and the motive was to let him crack the light code honestly, don't delay the time, don't pretend to be stupid, and at the same time, he was excited about the progress of the investigation...

But looking at it this way now, it seems really suspicious.

For example, even though he was the only high-ranking person at that time, in a one-to-many fight, he might not necessarily be able to win an overwhelming victory, and his words were too aggressive, so it was easy to set up enemies and intensify conflicts, especially for everyone. The situation is still in that weird art gallery.

"After we get out, let's go back and talk about your Turner Museum..."

And this sentence, it may also be a domineering deterrent from the standpoint of the Special Patrol Office...

But it's also possible that...

remind?

The Special Inspection Office is checking this?
The prophecy brought out by the anomalous area... using the audio sequence fragments as the medium... hinted at the art gallery...

"At noon, the sun rises and the moon rises." Seeing Fan Ning's noncommittal smile, Roy kept silent, so she said directly, "This is a prophecy proposition, and it is still classified information in the Special Patrol Office, but it is classified as classified." It’s not very high, basically at the level of a senior investigator you will know everything. Of course, the Special Patrol Office doesn’t know how to interpret it, and is brainstorming to find a solution.”

...Sunset and moonrise?Those scenes from the first visit to the museum immediately came to Fanning's mind.

This is actually the first piece of information I discovered after traveling through time! ?

"Things in the abnormal area are too secretive." Roy continued, "You and I were not born at that time. Uncle Vincent was the inspector of the Special Inspection Office. Maybe you know what happened to the entire investigation team inside. , maybe you don’t know the same, and I don’t wait for you to open your mouth. I will tell you all the simple information that can be found. The Special Inspection Office is definitely investigating the follow-up of this matter. If you solve the trouble, you can see for yourself whether it is useful or not. Bar…"

"Lastly, I have confirmed that for the 909th Harvest Art Festival held in the Holy Janus Kingdom in October 10 of the new calendar, there was no Vincent in the discussion group, organizer staff, or guest list. uncle."

"Of course, this does not mean that he did not participate. As the world's largest cultural event, it is impossible for the Harvest Art Festival to be attended only by staff and invited guests. In fact, artists, travelers, merchants and citizens... the entire San Porto The city was in a sacred festive atmosphere at that time, I think he was still active in a large area of ​​the city before he lost contact, the above results are just for your reference."

After a while, Fanning finally raised his head from staring at the steering wheel.

"Thank you, you have provided so much information, is there anything that needs to be repaid?"

"Can I make a request?" Roy was surprised.

"Sure, am I a profiteer?"

"Then you promise me one thing."

Fanning turned to look at her with some surprise:
"You speak."

Roy gently folded the paper and put it away:
"If you will enter the abnormal area for a second investigation, whether it is planned by yourself or coerced by the Special Inspection Office, let me join the investigation team with you, and I am also discussing the member units of the team."

(End of this chapter)