Old-time musicians

How many people can be fully trusted?

In the passenger seat of the car, facing Huxley's question, the girl's face was gloomy. She thought for more than a minute: "Except for the absent principal... you are one of course, Dean Gould of the Conservatory of Music is one, Vice Dean Xu is one, and... Vice President Miller who has been seriously injured and has not recovered yet is one... and... it seems that there is no one?..."

"I used to think that the Conservatory of Music was the most reliable place, but unfortunately Professor Browne also..."

"Look, there are only three people who are actually capable of fighting." Huxley's tone was calm and suppressed: "The Harmony School has been silent for many years, and the infiltration situation has become increasingly severe in the past two years. Your father has been busy throughout the New Year and has not been seen. Principal Stenike and President Viadrin of the Guidance School next door have been frequently transferred to perform tasks recently... The atmosphere on the mysterious side of the imperial capital has long been tense to the extreme. It is a miracle that they can drag on the delicate balance for half a year, The power of the high-ranking and above knowers is seriously insufficient now!"

"The situation of the Guidance School is better than ours. At least the threat has not spread to their Uvrancel branch for the time being. We can only act cautiously, avoid conflicts, and obey the overall situation. If the Bologna School suffers heavy losses at its headquarters in the imperial capital, it will not only be St. Lenya University that will be doomed!"

"Roy, you have a good personal relationship with Fanning. From my impression of him, he is loyal to art, thoughtful, and polite. It is a good thing to get to know him, but you must be sober and do a good job of sorting out the current values. We can't give too much priority to Professor Anton's affairs in order to win over this combat force, and add too many variables that could have been avoided... Note that I added the word "excessive""

"If, Mr. Fanning's strength and potential may be far stronger than you expected?"

The girl looked at the main driver: "Although we cannot over-investigate the members of the Guidance School, Roy and he also have some agreements based on trust and personal relationship, but some directional and speculative information can be used for your reference."

Huxley listened carefully, then smiled slightly: "You still have some selfishness, right?"

Roy turned his head: "Uncle, just consider the factors of interest."

Huxley, who was driving, freed one hand, picked up the pencil next to him, and drew a circle on the small calendar: "Go and inform him of the time of joint action, at least deal with that company first, and the students' affairs can also be resolved to a certain extent. This is the most positive attitude the school can make at present."

"For the rest of the things, at least wait until Principal Stenike comes back."

Roy finally nodded: "Which members should be notified of the news?"

"...Notify them all. This level of news is too costly to do internal classification, and it will cause suspicion, including the Special Patrol Office, and also report. They also know about the death of part-time students before. We expand the communication of official organizations, It's not a bad thing."

"Roy, your inspiration has improved very quickly recently. I hope you can be promoted as soon as possible. The imperial capital has already prepared the most suitable signposts for you, as well as powerful ritual instruments and seals. The school needs its own people..."

"I understand, uncle."

...

The headquarters of the Saint Lenya University branch.

After folding the newspapers he had read neatly, Fabian opened the drawer and carefully put the black magnifying glass into the velvet box.

Before closing the drawer, he looked at the small plastic boxes containing black jelly-like objects again. There were more of them, far more than the three that Sylvia gave to Professor Lorraine last time.

"You dare to study the secret ritual of the 'Split Pupa', you are a fool who thinks you have lived too long." Fabian sneered.

Both the ignorant and the knowledgeable are afraid of death, Fabian is like this, Lorraine is like this, and most people are like this.

He also could not accept the aging of humans after the age of forty and the death in another ten or twenty years. In this sense, the two had the same desires and goals, but later they parted ways in research direction and had irreconcilable conflicts in interests.

On one side of the desk was a miniature landscape rockery, with sheets of water gushing out from the cracks in the stone and falling into the pool.

Fabian put his hand into the water.

"Dong Dong Dong--" There was a knock on the door, and the door was not closed tightly, and a gap was slightly opened.

"Come in." Fabian withdrew his palm and sprinkled a string of water drops on the table.

The clerical staff put the small envelope sealed with wax on the table and left.

"There must be some substantial action, right." Fabian glanced at the letter paper, then tore it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

He put his palm into the water flow of the rockery again, and after a faint green light flashed, his hand seemed to grab something, and a thin sheet similar to transparent plastic was pulled out by him.

"The key clue to Huita's 'Gate of Broken Keys' may be in your Faculty of Literature and History. Perfumer."

The fluorescent font gradually disappeared within a dozen seconds, and he opened a file and inserted the empty transparent sheet into it.

The page he opened happened to be the record of Professor Lorraine's case last year, on which were written the names of the three students involved: Carloen Van Nin, Joan Nisimi, and Hiram Conner.

The file was briefly opened and then closed, and Fabian fell into deep thought.

The New Works Exhibition Hall of the City Concert Hall.

"Lord Pedro, good evening."

"Excuse me, ma'am, has the repertoire list for the special concert of the St. Lenya University Works Selection Competition been released?"

"Please wait a moment, I'll bring you a copy." The attendant politely motioned for him to enter the door first.

As the date of the concert drew closer, the baron, who had made great achievements in the field of art investment, came to the exhibition hall more and more frequently, sometimes even twice a day.

"Thank you."

The hard sheet of music with fashionable layout and color matching was handed to Pedro.

Although there were still more than ten days before the voting deadline, the number of votes and bidding status as of the current date were noted next to each piece of music. This meant that if there was a reversal after the performance, there would be another wave of media hot discussions - they tried to create some dramatic contrasts in every link.

Pedro's current investment focus is on whether Carloen Van Nin can make the nomination list.

Since the high-level music salon at the end of last year, this student's work has caused some heated discussions in the circle. "Hoffmann Gramophone" published a report on the premiere, and "Uvransell Art Review" criticized it three times from the perspectives of creative techniques, content implications and musical aesthetics. In general, these praises and criticisms have worked together to bring this work, which was originally ranked without a sense of existence, to a level of popularity that is enough to threaten the top 3.

On the repertoire list, Cecil's "Piano Trio in B flat major" received 10,855 votes, Murich's "Piano Sonata No. 5 in A major" received 10,387 votes, Maugham's "Violin Concerto" received 5,097 votes, and Fanning's "String Quartet in D minor "Death and the Maiden"" received 4,880 votes - the echelons are clear and the situation is obvious, the first two are competing for the first place, and the second two are striving for nominations.

The 180-pound manuscript bid that Pedro posted before the New Year was gradually covered to 200 pounds, 220 pounds, and 250 pounds.

After the music salon, this was in line with his expectations. The leverage of this investment would be greater, and the potential benefits would be greater. As long as he could control the timing and scale of the shot, it would have a higher rate of return than investing in those top-tier works with inflated prices.

After silently analyzing the latest investment form, Lord Pedro walked towards Fanning's booth again. When he was still several meters away from the glass window, he seemed to see that the color of the manuscript bidding slip had changed again!

"600 pounds?" Pedro frowned as he approached, "Yesterday it was still 250 pounds. Who offered this price? It's quite accurate, but what does it mean to be so anxious?"

This price is close to the upper limit of the value of the manuscript of an outstanding student work in his mind!

The baron bent down, ready to get closer to see who knows so much, and his fat waist, which had not been exercised for a long time, twitched.

All I saw was the words "Lou Adair" written on the lower right corner of the note!