Old-time musicians

"Ms. Sylvia, I must apologize to you first. The manuscript is gone. Search Google to read it."

"Translator" Fabian said.

The scene was a little quiet for a while. Everyone still remembered the series of unpleasant conversations he had at the last gathering due to the lag in translation progress.

...fast forward today and the document is gone?

Sylvia smiled charmingly and lazily, but everyone felt a chill from their feet to their heads: "Thirty seconds to explain, Mr. Translator."

"The authorities raided it, and then I burned it." Fabian's voice was low and calm. "The good news is that the other place where the translation manuscripts are hidden is safe. Although there is no real progress due to the particularity of the document layout. , but a large amount of basic sorting work is progressing quickly, and it is expected that there will be a breakthrough soon.”

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Sylvia threw out a small leather booklet, and Fabian reached out to catch it.

"A reasonable excuse, disappointing progress, and a good sense of expectation. Keep the spare copy." Her voice was gentle at first, then cold, "However, I tolerate it for the last time... and there is no reward."

"...Do you think I'm the idiot who needs to rely on the 'Oil of Black Skeleton' to hang on to his life?" Fabian sneered from the bottom of his heart and agreed.

"Next one." Sylvia said again.

Fan Ning coughed slightly because the woman's eyes fell on Qiong.

Joan was lying on the table writing furiously. At this moment, she raised her head and looked at Sylvia, then pointed at Mr. "Mendeleev", and then whispered a few short syllables: "I won't say anything."

The perfumer then spoke: "Miss Purple Bean Cake, you don't seem to be very active at this party? Have you been in a bad mood recently? Are you still in any trouble?"

Fanning studied her movements and tone.

As a trade appraiser or notary, this perfumer rarely seems to take the initiative to speak. Why did he suddenly ask such a rude question?

Thinking again of the perfumer's role as the person behind Prudence, Fanning's brows furrowed deeply behind his mask.

Being asked this way, Joan finally said something a little louder and longer: "Sorry, I wanted to write to Mr. Mendeleev before the end."

Qiong's current situation is indeed a bit awkward. Her dean is only one meter away from where she sits, and she has to avoid speaking as much as possible. She can't communicate with others through strange behaviors such as silence, sign language, or omitting necessary elements of sentences. In other words, Fan Ning himself couldn't think of any good way to deal with it for a while.

Fan Ning smoothed things over and said with a smile: "I'm very happy that this little girl has found a more efficient way to earn spiritual liquid."

Sylvia also said at this time: "I like people who always think about saving time for everyone."

During these two conversations, Fabian turned his head and glanced at Joan a few more times.

Seeing this scene, Fan Ning suddenly remembered that he seemed to have overlooked something!

He tentatively smiled and said: "Miss Purple Bean Cake, you can definitely earn two portions of spiritual liquid. Mr. Translator is still waiting for your secret scent formula... I think Mr. Translator would like the sample you sent last time. ”

Qiong's little head suddenly raised and looked at Fan Ning, tilted her head slightly, and then looked to the side. .

But the "translator" had already spoken, and he laughed dully twice: "It's been too long, the trouble has been solved separately, haha... I won't pay for it at my own expense."

So Fan Ning thought secretly in his mind: "My previous assumption was that Fabian's understanding of previous gatherings came from Lorraine, but this test seems to show that this assumption is wrong... How could Lorraine bring the situation of the last gathering to Fabian? Well, there is about an hour's time difference from the aberration event. It may still be Lorraine, but I think the probability is very low. I would rather assume that it is another person..."

"Who could it be..." The child's eyes under Fan Ning's mask turned rapidly.

Sylvia said to Fanning again at this time: "Mr. Mendeleev, I invite you again to join our commission."

"My interest is in the Special Patrol Office. Do you plan to do anything?" Fan Ning's tone was relaxed and smiling.

"Hahaha...Mr. Mendeleev is really ambitious. I wish you all the best. I don't rule out that we will have common goals in the future."

So the party ended earlier than before. Sylvia finally emphasized the tension of the situation and told everyone that the next party was to be decided. Everyone should always pay attention to the news of the intermediary, and then organize drawings of lots in sequence, with longer intervals, from different arrival times. The direction to leave took longer than the party itself.

Both Fanning and Joan were drawn in the middle of the pack.

In a relatively flat area above the collapsed steel supports on the rancid riverfront street, Lawyer Monroe, dressed in black, lay there quietly, watching the smoke rising from the tops of two support poles, one after another under the lens of a sniper rifle. Row back to shore.

In order to prevent other knowledgeable people from generating a strong spiritual warning after the accident, he did not choose to put his right hand on the trigger area.

"You came back calmly without any danger. Why do you look like this? The expected harvest has not been achieved?" After the three of them met, they walked in a row through the ruins and bad roads. Monroe asked Fan Ning.

"The results are not unexpected, the identity verification of the agent, the misdirection of the action time, the acquisition of the 'Shining Golden Spark'... But many situations are more complicated than I thought before..."

Fan Ning first roughly told a series of unexpected situations at the party, but it was not convenient for him to share Joan's risks. At this time, he took off his disguise, while the girl next to him still wore a cloak and mask and followed silently.

"... So I would like to thank my friend. In order to prevent bigger problems at the party, he worked closely with me to coordinate the specific situation. We will analyze it together when we get back." Fan Ning concluded in the end.

After crossing the Quay Bridge across the Pushor River and entering the Outernia neighborhood, Joan said goodbye first.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when the two returned to the Woodpecker Consulting Office. The door of Office 209 was opened from the inside out, and Sheeran, who was wearing pajamas, glanced at Fan Ning.

Fan Ning waved hastily and then went to the small conference room to hold a late-night meeting.

The current strength of the Guidance School's branch in Uvranser includes President Viadlin and four people stationed at the branch's office, as well as the leading liaison officers of the investigation teams in the six major cities.

There are a total of 11 full members, a number that Fanning believes may be close to that of the Bologna Chapter in Santa Maria.

Four people from the branch office have gathered this time, including Dupont, Fan Ning, Monroe, and the elixir master Cyndia, whom they had never met before. They began to summarize all the information in recent months on the small blackboard one by one.

""Experience Officer": Identified as Erov, the former chief engineer of the Jinlangnia Watch Workshop. After being injured by the Guidance School and escaping, he appeared again at an underground party, associated with the secret organization "Transcendental Club", and worshiped the Lord of Witnesses" "Viewing Death" and "Flow" are suspected to be related to the "Dream Boy Incident", and they are also suspected of using radioactive substances to create opportunities for workers' lives to flow abnormally and collect their vitality."

Fan Ning drew a line from the experience officer position and connected with Julius, the concertmaster of the St. Lenia Symphony Orchestra.

""Agent": Identified as Spencer Cecil, the head of Red Onyx Culture Media Company, who is associated with the secret organization "Pleasure Listening Club", worships the Lord of Witness "Red Pond", and its members have passed the "Spirit-Photography Mystery" It took away the light of first acquaintance with Professor Anton, and the strange part-time job caused many people in the school to go crazy. "

Fanning drew a line from the manager's position and connected with Ram Cecil, the leader of a group at the St. Lenia Conservatory of Music.

Dupont added with a pen: The method is suspected to have occurred seven or eight years ago, which later led to the mysterious incident that led to the death of the academic staff (referring to Xilan's sister).

""Translator": Professor Lorraine, who has died of distortion, first vice president of the Conservatory of Music, and member of the Bologna School"

Fan Ning connected the previous team leader Cecil to Professor Lorraine here, and then continued to connect to Professor Fabian who was participating in the meeting instead.

""Perfumer": Identity and motives unknown, suspected to be the controller behind Prudence Auction House."

“‘Sylvia’: Identity and motives unknown, party organizer.”

This is the end of sorting.

"Do you have any opinions, conjectures, or feelings?" Fan Ning asked loudly.

"The current internal situation of the Bologna School may have major problems." Lawyer Monroe was the first to speak.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Dupont said: "Judging from the current situation, some members of the Bologna School are related to the Pleasure Listening Group and the Transcendental Club, but the latter two organizations seem to only play a partial role in the underground gatherings."

Fan Ning thought about it and asked, "Have you ever heard of an organization called the Harmony School?"