musicians of old

Chapter 39 Body Stroke Master
As the gas lamp was turned on, Fanning saw knives, firearms and bullet boxes on steel display racks in the small arsenal.

Some of them are dull in color, others have a dangerous smell of metallic luster, and the smell is partly similar to the paint and turpentine in my father's personal studio in the art museum, but lighter than them.

"Can you use a gun?" Dupont asked.

"Yes, but very unskilled, my father used to have one." Fan Ning's answer was similar to when he was interrogated at the police station.

"Then I will pick for you."

DuPont took each revolver near the gas lamp mounted on a bracket and examined it carefully.

Then Fanning took the handful he handed over, which was light and thick to the touch, hard and cold.

Looking at it from the perspective of Fan Ning who doesn't know much about guns, it also looks very rough. The handle of the gun has a warm ivory luster, but the exposed steel hammer, braking device and brass chamber are full of violence. mechanical beauty.

DuPont explained: "Although these revolvers are all mass-produced under the steam milling machine, each has subtle differences. The one I picked for you has the most correct alignment of the barrel rifling and the bullet wheel, and the overall clearance of the mechanical structure It is also a little less, which can minimize the leakage of air during shooting.”

"Those of us who like to play the piano don't want our fingers to be abolished by the leaking high-pressure gas and metal particles. Besides, factors such as hand feel are too mysterious, and the service life is not important. The accuracy is mostly On your own."

"Thank you." Fanning smiled sincerely. DuPont's words undoubtedly narrowed the distance between the two.

"There is a box of free bullets for each week, [-] bullets. If you need more bullets, you will get four pennies for each bullet. After receiving it, go to the registration below."

Well, everything is collected by yourself and registered by yourself.
Buddhist self-help management style?

"Then I'll take two boxes first." Fanning touched the tip of his nose.

The yellow revolver bullets in the copper box were wrapped in oiled paper and arranged neatly in four by five.

"If you were not very proficient before, I suggest you start practicing every day from today. You can see shooting ranges at various distances through this room. Just shoot as much as you want, and someone will come to clean it every day."

"Ok."

Fanning, recalling the only fight in the early hours of this morning, fully accepted the suggestion.

The body of the wise is still as fragile as a cardboard man.

In those moments of life and death, the key purpose is to find an opportunity to send the opponent away with a bullet.

Whether you can find opportunities depends on those strange and mysterious abilities,

Whether you can seize the opportunity depends on your physical fitness and marksmanship.

The above is at least his current understanding.

"Du Pont, I would like to ask your opinion on a situation." Fanning said with deliberation.

"Huh? Is there anything new about the mysterious incident at St. Lenia University?" Obviously, both Viadrin and DuPont knew about the previous incident.

At that moment, Fan Ning told the whole story of Sheeran's attack, including what he learned from the man in gray and how he was interrogated by the Special Patrol Office.

There are too many things about this matter that I am not sure about, and I am even a little confused.

In addition to the matter of time travel, the matter of his father, and the fact that he was actually promoted by a witness lord signpost named "Endless Fugue". These three things now need to be carefully verified.

For the rest, I should not have any reservations about the Guidance School, and there is no need to have any reservations.

After listening to Fanning's narration, DuPont thought for a while: "The information you have obtained is valuable, but my personal suggestion is that you are not recommended to go to that 'Sylvia' party to inquire about the situation. The benefits are not directly proportional to the risks."

"This series of things happened at St. Lenia University. The Bologna School will withstand the pressure in the front, followed by the Special Inspection Office. Of course, due to the relationship between the Anton family and our Guiding School, after learning that you were involved, We have also launched an undercover investigation."

"A series of mysterious incidents have also occurred in the South Pier area recently. Two of our other members went there to investigate, just to suspect that there may be a connection behind these incidents."

"The president is not here recently, so it's better to be cautious. When the members come back on the weekend, everyone will meet and exchange information about each other, and then discuss the next move."

Fan Ning nodded slightly. The approach suggested by Du Pont was indeed more stable, and it also made him feel more at ease.

"Caroun, are you really a knowledgeable person who has just been promoted?" DuPont asked

"To be precise, it was just now, what happened?"

DuPont crossed his arms, leaned on the weapon rack, and said slowly: "I was thinking about that Benjamin in the special inspection hall, how did you manage to escape his protoss attacks on you without being noticed? body search?"

"Don't look at him dressed in an old-fashioned way, he is ten years younger than me, and he should only be in his twenties now."

"I didn't expect DuPont to be over forty years old. He doesn't look like him at all, but judging from his vicissitudes of life, there is no problem with Benjamin's [-]-[-]." Fan Ning thought to himself.

"Benjamin's talent is excellent, and he is extremely calm and cautious in doing things, which has won the appreciation of the Special Patrol Office. He should have been able to enter the middle rank of the fourth level, but because he was not fully sure of avoiding 'lost' or 'distortion', he Haven't tried for a promotion for a long time."

DuPont thought about it and continued: "Could it be that you have reached the third rank or more just after you were promoted?"

"Perhaps yes, when I received the light of first knowledge, I did feel that my spirit went directly from the previous bottleneck to the next bottleneck." Fanning responded.

He doesn't have to hide this result, the reason is kept secret.

"Your talent for inspiration does have the potential to become an artist, or even a master of art, but—"

DuPont's tone changed: "Don't underestimate Benjamin, this guy may have his eye on you, although he has not been promoted, but according to our information, the middle-level knowledgeable person who was killed by him in Uvransal There are at least three. And he won't be promoted for too long, and his strength may be even stronger in the future."

Fan Ning was stunned, and then asked: "How to judge the rank of yourself or others, and how to further promote it?"

"It is difficult to judge accurately, and it is also difficult to find stable laws."

DuPont made a partial negative summary of Fanning's two problems.

"The deeper I research, the more I feel that the mysterious domain system is very chaotic. There is no very accurate measurement method, and it is not the only factor to determine the rank. This seemingly subdivided definition , in fact, it is to correspond to the level of hidden knowledge, phase, secret ritual and other mystical elements, so that it is convenient for us to study."

"As for the promotion, the general path is easy to understand: approach the Hui Tower, and then climb up. Generally speaking, the low ranks correspond to the 'wilderness areas' floating around the periphery, the middle ranks correspond to climbing the 'ring mountains', and the high ranks correspond to crossing the ring mountains , go down to the 'basin area' closest to Hui Pagoda, and when you really pass through the first door and enter Hui Pagoda, you will become a 'Dawner'."

"But the situation in Yiyong is actually strange, constantly changing, and illogical. I know that there are always countless exceptions to the laws recorded in the literature. For some people, the method of promotion is like a scientific law. Some people even see something different from others in the movement. Some people will have stronger positive power after being promoted, some people are not good at fighting but the mysterious ability on the side is hard to guard against, and some people will be promoted. To die more quickly..."

"My suggestion is to maintain a study mentality and always grow inspiration, but don't pursue promotion too much. You should be clear that if you want to return to the waking world from the shift, you need to turn back to where you came from, and stay in the shift. Waking up is much more difficult than being in a lucid dream, the deeper you go, the more blurred your consciousness will be, and trying to advance across regions is the most likely to lead to a 'lost' tragedy."

"Thank you for the answer." Fan Ning kept the information firmly in mind, and while his sense of awe was greatly improved, he couldn't help but be puzzled.

Is the way I amplify my inspiration by reproducing music myself controllable at the time of promotion?

However, he had a vague guess in his mind that when he finished filling the first spiral ring of the marble door of the church, it might be time for him to be promoted to the middle rank next time.

"For the fourth-year students in your music school, do you still have more courses?" DuPont asked.

"It's a lot less than before, but it's still there. For example, tomorrow is the whole day." Fanning replied.

"Well, knowledgeable people who study art have an advantage. This is related to inspiration. Music, marksmanship, physical training, learning of ancient languages, and research on hidden knowledge are all very important things."

DuPont threw a small piece of cupronickel key to Fanning: "The president assigned you the office of 209, and I have arranged for someone to clean it up."

Fanning reached out to catch it.

"I'm going to continue to practice the piano. You can arrange all your own affairs. When you come over next time, I have some basic mystic knowledge that I need to teach you as soon as possible." DuPont finished speaking and went downstairs.

A few seconds later, the classical guitarist's faint voice came from the stairwell again: "By the way, Carlon, there is a basement under our hotel. Don't go there by yourself, it's very dangerous."

This sentence aroused Fanning's curiosity, but the duration was very short, and he didn't want to make a big death.

"Well, so the recent things, in addition to investigating the incident and protecting Sheeran, there will be: writing music, practicing piano, shooting, exercising, learning ancient languages ​​and occult knowledge, and responding to commissions or tasks that may come at any time .Also, make money."

It seems that those who know also need 996.
Inside the shooting range.

Standing on the shooting range 10 meters away, Fan Ning opened the fixed bolt of the revolver with his fingers, slowly threw out the magazine, and pressed the brass bullets into the magazine one by one.

He pressed the gun body slowly, closed the magazine, pushed the hammer back into place, and then raised his arm.

He squinted at the 10-ring target in front of him and pulled the trigger.

boom! --boom! --boom! ——

The gunshots were deafening.

The strong smell of gunpowder is a bit choking.

After three attempted shots, Fanning weighed the gun, frowning at its rough surface.

It seems that in the early morning, I shot my head at a distance of more than one meter, or did I rely on luck?

One shot hit 1 ring, and two shots missed the target.

He smiled helplessly.

"Is there any help for Master Body Stroke?"

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