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To Fanning's surprise, the room was not only small but also empty.

The decoration materials were still exquisite, with a recliner in the middle and a desk in front.

Fanning closed the door and stood thinking for more than ten seconds.

Although he was the only one in the room now, he tried to lean on the recliner carefully after finding that there was no room for maneuver.

...It was quite comfortable. The next moment, Fanning's attention was attracted by the front.

The wall there was surrounded by a square with embedded colored oak strips. Fanning thought the things inside were paintings at first, but he felt that they could only be called decorations.

It had a wooden frame and linen canvas, but there were no graphics or colors on it. The only special thing was a gap on the cloth cut by a knife.

After the cloth was cut, it was naturally no longer stretched flat, and the two sides of the gap were tilted outwards, revealing the black gap in the middle.

Fanning, who had a lot of experience in art appreciation, appreciated the artistic conception of a certain avant-garde or installation art the more he looked at it.

It was this careless knife stroke that made the blank object escape from the scope of the plane and live in the real three-dimensional world, and also connected the empty darkness behind the cloth with himself in front.

He even seemed to understand some mysteries related to "Jins".

Fanning tasted it with relish, his thoughts drifted farther and farther, his inspiration rose higher and higher, and the gap suddenly burst into a green stream of light and enlarged in front of his eyes. The whole person rushed into the cloth like a car with the accelerator pressed to the bottom.

…

He first felt that he had a dream.

There were countless groups of pictures floating in the star realm. Every time he captured the characteristics of emotions or scenes and was about to verify the dream, he was pulled to the next strange dream by some gentle but irresistible force.

He was dragged all the way until the spirit body broke the boundary of the migration layer, and then went straight through the Hui Tower under external force, and fell heavily somewhere, and then he knew himself completely and found that he was sitting on a sky step with no end up and down.

The stairs were as transparent as glass, emitting a light blue glow. The height of each step was the same as one's height, and the light nearby was as sharp as a blade.

Just by turning around, Fanning, who was sitting on the stairs, felt a sharp pain in his body. Cuts began to appear on his skin, and the dripping blood flowed on the transparent steps and slid into the endless storm below.

Some invisible beings in the dream sipped Fanning's blood, cut his skin, and responded with shallow knowledge as a gift for Fanning to share the pain with them:

"The Lord of Witnesses "Luyuan" has been teaching people the skills of cutting and destruction, suppression and disputes since the beginning of the world."

"...The ancestors polished the prisms, the knights wielded the swords, and the soldiers fired bullets, all of which included some links to pay tribute to "Jin". All the skills will gather into a certain observable image in the "Chaos Sky Steps" of the Yiyong Secret Realm."

"Another one, born in the Yiyuan, once in the big world full of question marks What I saw in the hall was the "Word of Infinite Rage". His angry fire once burned the world's skin and caused it to peel and blister. Although it has been disqualified, people can still see it from certain processes, such as conquering and being conquered, bullying and being bullied, rebelling and being rebelled, destroying and being destroyed..."

"The Lord of Witnesses "Wolf Words", people will always recite words about Him throughout their lives. Reciting them will not be blessed."

When these secrets about "Cinders" flooded into his mind, Fan Ning realized that he was pulled into the Lianmeng by a strong man, and directly dragged into a secret realm of displacement.

Dream!?!? Then what do I look like now...

Fan Ning raised his arm in fear and trepidation, and when he saw that the hand holding the pocket watch was not the same as his hand playing the piano, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, the hat can be used for disguise from the spiritual level, and entering a dream is the spiritual body entering the world's will, so the disguise will not be removed, but it is hard to say whether it can be concealed...

Just now, in that brief turn of his head to observe, he has discovered that there is more than one heavenly step here.

In fact, the complexity of the structure of these steps is completely beyond the scope of logic. They are connected to another where they should not be connected, and they reverse the up and down relationship of vision where they should not be broken. Some transparent textures reflect the nearby forks layer by layer, and some reflective places seem to be piled up with tens of millions of mirrors.

Fan Ning saw more than a dozen people who were pulled into the dream sitting in various places. They were "what I realized in the dream". Maybe after refraction and repetition, there were not so many people in reality. He Meng was sitting on a heavenly step that intersected above his head, just above the abstract concept.

These people should be either profound or high-level knowledgeable people.

At this time, except for rolling his eyes and slightly moving his cheeks and neck, Fan Ning no longer dared to move his body, because the sharp light everywhere in the "Chaos Sky Steps" made him feel too painful. The blood flowing on the smooth and transparent steps was still jumping towards the endless bottom like a swollen red tick.

"Begin the meeting." A low voice suddenly sounded in Fan Ning's ears.

Wherever Fan Ning's eyes went, the illogical staggered steps were broken and became slightly more in line with experience - only in the distance opposite.

There appeared another sky step, and a gentleman with a vague figure leaned forward, with his left hand on his knee and his right arm on his leg, sitting casually on the steps.

He has short straight hair, wears a nostalgic denim-colored double-breasted dress, and gray gloves. It is vaguely visible that his facial features have the typical characteristics of a Tioline northerner.

This person is none other than the leader of the discussion group that Fan Ning has heard about for a long time, the director of the Special Inspection Department, Pogorelic.

Where is he in person now? To call everyone together in this way, it should not be in the imperial capital, maybe not even in Tioline?

Thinking about these questions, Fan Ning couldn't help but look at Pogorelic a few more times. He always felt that concrete knowledge was flowing on his body, like a layer of oil or an electric current, and there was a sheathed knife or somewhere on his body. He was originally a knife.

In a daze, Fan Ning's eyes felt pain like needle pricks. The Tiantian ladder that had finally become stable began to break. His consciousness became shaky and he was about to fall out of his dream.

At this time, Pogorelic glanced at where Fan Ning was, and the broken heavenly steps in front of him were once again combined into a transparent and smooth form.

...This is the real work of Lianmeng, and he brought the spirits of so many people directly into the Huita... Fan Ning felt frightened for a while. He knew that his reckless behavior just now was difficult to completely avoid, because this place was so awkward. The person is in a trance.

No one said hello, but Fan Ning felt the presence of those "out of sight" attendees, and their eyes were focused on the leader.

Fan Ning's heart was always hanging in the air.

"Agenda One is about the 'disaster'." Pogorelic named him after he finished speaking, "Inspector Chief Miss Norma Gunn."

…The inspector general is also a profound person. But...he didn't seem to pay attention to me?

Fan Ning stabilized his mind again, calmed himself down, and watched silently as a figure of a woman in a black palace dress gradually emerged from a step mirror in the gravity-defying department.

"The School of Harmony is still sparing no effort to experiment with elixirs on the objects they can find; signs of the Transcendental Club's secret mission began to appear among the workers in the Santa Ramburg area." Miss Oka's curved and folded shadow on the steps, elegantly He bowed to Pogorelic and said, "They may be cooperating, or they may have their own plans. It is not yet clear whether these clues are connected to the key of the 'Gate of Coincidence'."

"How did the recipients fare?" Pogorelic asked.

"Still attaches importance to experience, prefers risks, is overconfident, and sometimes neglects. The relevant departments of the empire are under pressure to carry out safety production rectification. Since it is related to the whereabouts of the 'disaster', the Bologna School is also actively promoting rectification. This is a rare occasion for the Upper and Lower Houses. There was no quarrel and the level of agreement was quite high.”

"It's not a bad thing." Pogorelic said, "You have the responsibility to help the Bologna School eliminate the contaminated ones, and they have the obligation to cooperate in finding the wreckage of the 'Disaster' and hand it over to you unconditionally."

"They may not think so. After all, the knowledge of the three witnesses is their inheritance." Miss Oka said.

"It doesn't matter what they think."

"I will convey this attitude." Miss Oka respectfully accepted the order, "There is also a doubt..."

She knew that the leader did not like to chat with people by picking up the conversation midway, so she did not dare to stop, and immediately reported: "According to what several investigators learned, the informants in the Transcendental Club did not seem to be satisfied with the real situation. The factory owners who caused the accident, those high-level officials who colluded with each other in secret, even exerted great pressure on management, and were promised that only those who were safe would receive more mysterious resources... This makes people feel confused and contradictory. "

"In other words, they instigate industrial workers and middle-level managers to be careless and derelict in their duties during the production process, but they do not want to see accidents in the factory?" another unfamiliar participant on the side said.

"...It can be understood that way." Miss Oka said.

"I understand." Pogorelic nodded after thinking silently for a few seconds.

"Agenda Two is the matter of the 'Hidden Lamp' and the 'Fountain in the Painting', Mr. Rudolf Homon, Chief Inspector."

Hearing this, coupled with the information from the previous phone call, Fan Ning was completely sure of one thing - the potential entrance to the secret realm of migration in the ruins of the "Grand Palace School" needs two doors to be opened at the same time to be revealed, and there may be " The remains of the source god of the "Hidden Lamp" and the "Fountain in the Painting".

He Meng, who was tall and stiff-faced, took a step forward: "Ufranser's senior investigator Joe Vasius happens to be in Fort Saint-Talran. I asked him to report directly to the meeting."

"Oh, he is Vasius." Pogorelic looked at Fan Ning again.

Fan Ning struggled to stand up, and suddenly felt that most of the pain from being cut by the knife disappeared.

"It's a special honor to meet you, Mr. Director, hello, sirs." Fan Ning put on the most nervous expression Vasius could make, which seemed natural in the current situation, "'The Door to Light' has been opened smoothly. 'Illusion Man' also successfully contained the gnosis behind it, but the pipe was lost in the chaos of time and space and could not be brought out. However, the current problem is to find the entrance to the secret realm of migration..."

"What about the 'Gate of Seven Lights'? Why don't you talk about the progress of the investigation into the painting burning incident at Prudence Auction House?" He Meng asked.

…How do I know what Vasius is after? ? A few drops of non-existent cold sweat began to flow on Fan Ning's spiritual body's forehead.

He gritted his teeth and turned his previous guesses into a repetitive story: "Well... At present, first of all, the reason why Benjamin went crazy and burned the painting was because he was contaminated by the 'Fountain in the Painting' during the previous investigation. As you all know, he followed the 'Phantom Man' secret ritual of the Harmony School throughout the whole process... This kind of pollution caused his aesthetics to deviate, and he began to pursue certain heterogeneous colors, and gradually developed a physiological aversion to the colors of ordinary things..."

"I asked you to talk about the progress." He Meng's tone was a little impatient, "... Not a summary of the previous situation, just talk about the new investigation content later."

How the hell do I know which information was mentioned before! ! ? ?

"Okay, okay." Fanning roared in his heart, and at the same time forced a smile on his face, agreeing repeatedly.

He Meng cursed the entire Special Patrol Office Uvlansel Branch in his heart.

This guy's previous investigation and reporting level was not so slow? Is the inspiration of the knower too low, forced to stay in Huita and his mind is not clear, or is he too nervous to meet the leader for the first time?

Mr. Poglerich's attitude towards his subordinates is generally gentle and he doesn't put on airs. That's because his level makes him considerate and tolerant. But I have seen him get angry a few times by chance. It's very scary and terrible, enough to leave a psychological shadow on the wise. Don't mess up today.

Fanning continued to bite the bullet and said: "... The new progress is that the key to the 'Gate of Seven Lights' may need some special paintings to be created, such as the work created by the failed salon painter with special pigments and special techniques. We need to collect or paint them... Of course, as mentioned before, finding the entrance to the secret realm of migration or the place where the entrance is located is another necessary prerequisite."

This is definitely not an old account that has been reported. If the Special Patrol Office knew Benjamin's later actions, with the habits of these guys, the paintings in his own art gallery would not have been preserved until now.

Of course, he would definitely not mention Benjamin's stealing of paintings in the art gallery.

"Didn't you say before that the problem was with the paint?" He Meng frowned, "This is the only way to explain why Benjamin used arson to cover up his act of scraping away the extraordinary paint."

"But now you tell me that it is to collect or paint special paintings?..."

"It is not necessarily that Benjamin would leave the ready-made paintings that meet the requirements and scrape off the paint and put it back together?"

"People in the School of Harmony are crazy, but not stupid, right?"

Feeling the gazes from the steps everywhere, Fanning choked with difficulty.

It seems that although Vassius had grasped the details of the previous investigation very accurately, the general direction was completely off track...

"Benjamin used arson to cover up his own scraping of paint", this previous conclusion of his was actually drawn by himself, and now he actually has the confidence to overturn it.

But the problem is that he doesn't know what clues Vassius has investigated, and what kind of information he has communicated with his colleagues.

You have to correct homework according to other people's problem-solving steps!

Now, he was forced to change the score of a question, and he had to explain the reason for the score and correct the error, and then... the answer sheet was mosaiced.

...It seemed that he had to start from scratch.

It would be too fake to make up a story completely out of thin air. Fanning had no choice but to try to use his own experience as a basis, and then stitch together the previously known investigation trajectory of Vassius, "magically reform" an independent version of the story to see if he could fool the Special Patrol Office. So he said seriously:

"In fact, one night, I almost caught him."