musicians of old

Chapter 35 The first confrontation with the special patrol hall

"Are you a knower?"

Regarding Benjamin's straightforward question, it is obvious that the respondent has no reason to think too long.

"No." Fanning replied without delay for more than three seconds.

This means to say, not to be, but to be aware of this existence.

Although he answered quickly, but now his heart is completely suspended.

After all, I lied.

"Then, the second question." Benjamin nodded, took a puff on his pipe, "What is your relationship with the Guidance School?"

so close
Fanning's heart hangs fast and falls fast.

After hearing the content of the second question, he confirmed that his answer to the first question was correct.

This lie must be told.

Sheeran listened to what he said, and called the Woodpecker Affairs Consulting Office on duty, and then there should have been some negotiations with the Special Patrol Office.

Although I don't know what the specific content of the negotiation is...

But answering "yes" by yourself will definitely contradict the situation stated by the Guidance School.

Answer "I don't understand what you are talking about?", more questions, you already know the people of the Guidance School, don't you know what is a knower?
The reason why Fanning handles it so cautiously stems from one of his assumptions:
As the official agency of the empire, the Special Inspection Office is the most powerful among the legally informed organizations in Tiolein, even in the position of a supervisor.

Since I don't know the relationship between the organizations of those who know, this assumption may not be correct, but it is definitely the safest, and it doesn't matter if it is wrong.

In any case, I shot and killed a person myself, and my father's unclear relationship, and the theft and circulation of the fragments of the sound series...

My own promotion and ability acquisition are also derived from the code behind the fragments of the sound sequence...

If I have strange discrepancies in my answers to the questions of the Special Patrol Office, it is very likely that I will be in big trouble for myself and the Guidance School!
It shouldn't be obvious that those who know don't use the mysterious power, right?At least not the same kind of knowledgeable people can see it directly, right?
Various thoughts flashed through Fan Ning's mind quickly, and he began to answer the second question:

"I learned about the existence of the Knower and the Guidance School through Sir Viadrin, and the referrer was my late teacher, Professor Anton Conor. The original purpose of his referral was to let me study there. piano."

"However, I have some changes in my thinking now. You know, I am a senior student at Saint Lenia University. There have been some accidents in my family before, the conditions are difficult, and I am facing career choices. Now I am under great pressure to stay in school and take a job. And After understanding the salaries, treatment and work content of the civilian staff of the Guiding School, I think this is also a pretty decent job..."

Benjamin's thread of inspiration is invisible on Fanning's etheric body and emotional body.

When answering, Fan Ning's body outline, heart, and blood vessels showed a healthy and normal green "cocoon" phase, and transitioned to a dark green and then red "pool" phase, with less mottled colors and no signs of conventional distortion.

The red color of "Pool" is more pink than dark red, and the emotional body on the outer layer is less swaying. As long as you are not a master of anti-reconnaissance, you should not be lying.

His brain showed a large area of ​​incandescence, and there seemed to be some pale gold, showing a rather high-intensity "candle" phase inspiration, and some purple "key" phase silhouettes, with a dark transition zone in the middle of.

"Pale gold?" Benjamin was a little puzzled, but these are indeed the aspects of "candle".

Maybe it's because I'm a music major and I often think about composing recently?

"Spying on me? A wise person who is also promoted with the phase of 'candle'?"

Fanning also felt the touch of the other party's inspiration. If he rejected it, his observation of his own etheric body would be greatly weakened.

But he didn't.

"Okay, I wish you a sincere and decent job after graduation." Benjamin continued to nod.

"Thank you."

"The third question, please explain the blackened pistol grip and the smashed mirror at the scene." Benjamin narrowed his eyes slightly under the silver-gray soft felt hat.

Fanning felt suffocated.

Is it so detailed...

Still under suspicion?

"I don't quite understand what you mean." Fanning gave him a vacant smile.

"Express understanding." Benjamin took a deep breath of the pipe, put it on the mahogany table, and let out a long breath.

Fanning continued to look at him with a blank expression.

"At a critical moment, it's really hard to pay attention to the details when there are black lights and no flames. It's hard to resist by instinct. You don't have to explain it yourself, I'll just take a look."

As Benjamin said, he took out three candles from the office cabinet next to them, lit them one by one with matches, poured wax liquid to fix them, and placed them in a triangle shape on the table.

"He wants to use some means to test me?" Fanning felt a little guilty.

I don't know if I will be found out.

But I don't seem to have any reason to refuse to cooperate.

"Put your left hand in this area." Benjamin said.

Fanning had to follow his advice.

Afterwards, Benjamin threw a snowflake-shaped crystal on the candle flame closest to Fanning, and a white mist evaporated.

"Please close your eyes."

In the darkness, Fan Ning smelled a cool and cold breath. He felt that his state of mind had become silent, his personality had become silent, and he had lost the desire to communicate with others, but his memory of recent past events became extremely clear in his mind.

Especially the memories of the past day, they flash by quickly without missing a single detail, not only the picture, but also the senses, which are extremely vivid and clear.

The complete sequence of faces of those who laid flowers on the teacher's coffin before the funeral;
When bowing at the end of the performance, the distribution of seats and vacant seats in the audience;

In the funeral procession, Joan poked her finger at the exact spot of her shoulder;
When the three of them had dinner and chatted at noon, the clothes of the four strangers sitting next door;

On the grass in the courtyard, the trajectory of my own hand caressing Hiran's hair;

The choking smell of dust dead corners found during general cleaning;

the way food scraps are stacked on dinner plates;

The sense of hearing the wrong sound when playing the teacher's piano sonata;
The complete form of the neckline of the nightgown worn by Xilan on the sofa...

stop!
The timeline progressed until the two said goodnight to each other, and when Fanning went back to his room to sleep...

Fanning suddenly realized that the memory in his mind was like a rotating vinyl record in a phonograph, being dragged by an external force to read the information engraved on it!
It was a pulling feeling mixed with incandescent and dark silver...

Aspects of "Candle" and "Desolation"?

Fanning immediately tried to regain the initiative of his own inspiration. He felt that his spirit was an incandescent to light golden spark with a small amount of purple silhouette. Compared with the bit, it is even slightly higher!
He felt that under his interference, the shuttle of this series of memories should be able to go fast or slow, advance or stop, clear or blurred.

You can even force yourself to force a wave to forcibly cut off this "read" state!
However, he did not adopt this confrontational method, but instead blurred the following memory information...

The record of memory continues to spin:
I dreamed of Lu and Roy, but only had a logically disordered dialogue;
Woke up abnormally in the middle of the night, and went to Xilan's room after searching around;

Drowsy on the small seat, awakened by the knife stabbed by the man;

In the sound of gunshots, Xilan was thrown down, and then he copied the bench and greeted the man's head;
Unremembered chaotic scuffles, glass shattered all over the place;
He snatched the pistol and shot the man immediately...

Everything went to the end according to the direction Fanning had dealt with, until he opened his eyes again.

(End of this chapter)