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“The Lord of Witness ‘Disaster’ is related to concepts such as probability, cause and effect, and connection. If Pogolelic obtains her remains, may it reveal clues to the remains of other source gods?”

At the Boethius Hotel, on the soft sofa in the guest room, Fan Ning wrote out the key words of the message while reading, and then raised his head: "Did you get this message out after you made a clear inquiry?"

"Of course I wouldn't do that." Sheeran said on the side. "After she mentioned the term 'Anonymous Gate', I just followed the context of colleagues communicating about their work progress and mentioned it accordingly. Down the 'Gate of Coincidence'."

"So it's a piece of information that they have known each other by default." Fan Ning thought, "Well, it has nothing to do with me whether Boglilic can get the 'Calamity', but those few conversations were enough to make 'Sir The possibility that Via is an informant of the Special Patrol Office has increased from 80% to 90%.”

He brushed on the paper again, piecing together the other part of the conversation that Sheeran heard and the information from his own perspective.

"Graham stated that there have been over 2,000 cases of people participating in the elixir trial, which is ten times more than what President MacAdam has."

"Sylvia requested to intensify safety inspections of large-scale industrial enterprises and resolutely prevent production accidents." Fan Ning read this, his tone was a little strange, "Why does this sound like what a normal Special Inspection Department officer said? Woolen cloth."

I always feel that I am not used to them doing human things or speaking human words.

"There is another word here that came up in the conversation between the perfumer and Sylvia," Sheeran recalled. "It's not an uncommon word, but it's a bit confusing. 'Probability accumulation' seems to be such a suggestion. Law."

"Probability accumulation?" Fan Ning speculated on the word, and he suddenly recalled the content of the report made by Inspector General Norma Gunn to Poglelich in the Joint Dream Meeting of the Special Inspection Department.

The Transcendental Club instigates industrial workers and middle-level managers to be careless and derelict in their duties during the production process, but does not want to see accidents in factories?

Between the clues, Fan Ning felt like he had vaguely captured something key.

The opposite event of "production hazards are near-miss" is "unfortunate accidents with a small probability."

"Could it be that the key to the 'Door of Coincidence' needs to create a huge accident in which the number of deaths exceeds a certain limit?" Fan Ning slowly speculated.

"And they have a way to accumulate potential low-probability events that may happen but actually don't happen?" Sheeran immediately understood.

But, how to deal with this?

Fan Ning paced in the guest room, going through all the details in his mind again, and suddenly said: "Something is wrong."

"Why did Sylvia know the key clue to the 'Gate of Coincidence'? And also assigned the task to the two secret organizations of the Harmony School and the Transcendental Club?"

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Sheeran asked doubtfully, "The Special Patrol Office arranges informants to use secret organizations to act in the underground world. Isn't it just for this? When Sylvia chatted with me, it was obvious that the reason why she accompanied her Following these lunatics, they just hope that Mr. Pogolelic can successfully obtain the remains of the 'Calamity'."

"But the senior officials of the Special Patrol Office, and even Pogolelic himself, don't know this key?"

Fan Ning remembered clearly that in the Lianmeng meeting, not only did they have no clue about the key, but they were also not sure whether the recent movements of the two secret organizations were "separate behaviors" or "connected."

Who is acting? Or are you deliberately misleading people?

If he had to choose the correct anchor point for reference among a large amount of complicated and contradictory information, he would definitely choose the Joint Dream Meeting of the Special Patrol Office. He had personally experienced how terrifying Pogolelic's level was, and even Those who are aware of it are beyond reach.

If even the meeting hosted by the discussion group leader cannot be trusted, or if someone can hide it from him, then there is nothing I can judge based on my current cognitive abilities.

"But if Sylvia is not an informant from the Special Patrol Office, who could she be? What does she want to do?" Sheeran asked.

Fan Ning's tone was confused: "This is indeed puzzling. Judging from her conversation and actions when facing a colleague from the Special Inspectorate, I don't think there is any unconnected information. She also reminded you that you are in the Harmony School Put on your cloak before the people come up.”

"The special patrol hall's profit motive in the early graduation concert incident can also be matched. She even knew about Vasius and our entry into the town of Vatznai."

"If this is pretending, then it looks too similar, right?"

"Let's just assume..." Xilan tried to analyze, "If her intelligence ability is very good, everything is an illusion put on after learning through other channels, but you were accidentally involved in the high-level meeting of the Special Patrol Office. It is absolutely impossible for her to predict this..."

"So when we get here, there is finally something inconsistent? Of course, this can also be explained far-fetchedly as the Special Patrol Office didn't know the key a few days ago, but it knows it today."

Fan Ning smiled and shook his head: "The secret organization has been making small moves in the imperial capital for several months... Well, let's leave this problem aside for now. Go back and have a rest early and pack your luggage. I will check out before dawn tomorrow morning. Take a ride than The students will take the train three hours earlier, and you will go to the headquarters of the Guidance School to find Sir Viadrin."

Xilan said "hmm", got up and went out, bit her lips before saying goodbye and said slowly: "Good night, be careful, I'm waiting for your news."

"Don't worry, good night." Fan Ning smiled at her and closed the door.

At the same time, the paper filled with words floated into the ashtray and burned to ashes in an instant.

He whispered to himself: "I can only say that the previous 10% judgment on Sylvia's identity was a bit hasty, so it's better to be cautious."

Doubts remain doubts, but Fan Ning's mentality is very calm and relaxed.

Because he adheres to a simple logic.

If someone is misleading themselves, they must be trying to make them misjudge and be used to do things without knowing it.

And he had no intention of participating in the fight for the door key or the remains of the Origin God.

No matter what she wants to do, I just have a mobile phone, what can she do to me?

The next day, at 6:50 in the morning, a depressed gentleman wearing a top hat was sitting in the waiting room, looking at his pocket watch repeatedly with a bored expression.

It was Fanning who was pretending to be Vasius.

This trip to and from Ufranser is a secret operation. He does not want any colleagues or music fans who are paying attention to him to find out that he has left Santaram Castle, regardless of good intentions or bad intentions.

He will return to the Imperial Capital as soon as time allows.

There was an episode last night.

After saying good night to Sheeran, he immediately called Luo Yin to inform him about the contamination of Graham, the dean of the Institute of Technology, and the company he was involved in.

As a result, Luo Yin's response surprised him.

Graham has long been reported on the list, and in the past few days, the joint operations of the Bologna School and the Police Security Bureau have sealed a total of eleven "Relatim Chemical Trading Companies".

Recent operations have resulted in the arrest of more than 100 suspicious persons. Fourteen people were killed on the spot in the conflict, and four people from the Police Security Bureau also died.

In a world without modern information technology and where the elixir comes from extraordinary factors, it is really difficult to control a city of more than four million people and prevent the citizens from eating randomly.

The number of people who are tempted to participate in elixir experiments by prolonging their lives is like the number of infectious diseases that are surging in the city. Although it is not a tangible threat pointing at their noses, it makes people feel helpless and anxious.

In particular, the "audience" of this thing is mostly concentrated in the middle class or the aristocratic class. The headquarters of the Bologna School has issued an order that all members in the imperial capital are not allowed to leave the city on their own in the near future, and they must follow the arrangements to investigate pollution.

So whether it was Luo Yin himself, Qiong, or other members of St. Lenia University, all the tickets were cancelled.

"And the most important thing is that the Special Patrol Office is actually letting this matter go. Their purpose is only the door key or the remains of the God of Origin."

Fan Ning did not choose to inform Luo Yin of this detail for the time being, because it was difficult to clarify the cause and effect of yesterday's trip, which would be troublesome for both parties.

After going out, he once again felt the ubiquitous tension. Radio stations and leaflets were overwhelmingly promoting the "Evil God Organization's Pollution Identification and Prevention Manual". There were police officers almost ten meters away in the waiting room, and there were many people in the crowd who were in plainclothes mental states. , as well as the fluctuations of the knowledgeable person’s inspiration with intensity at low levels.

"Sir, do you think the key to preventing evil organizations lies in people helping each other, discovering abnormalities in friends around you in a timely manner, and supervising and reporting them?"

Fan Ning turned around and found that there was someone who looked like a reporter interviewing a shoe shiner in the waiting room.

"None of my business?" The worker said in a friendly tone but with vulgar words. At the same time, he grinned and wiped his face with his sleeves stained with black grease.

"Well, do you know anything about the common characteristic behaviors and deception methods of evil god organizations that the empire has recently promoted?"

"Hey, only fools would be deceived. It would be great if you can live to forty years old by increasing your life span and delaying aging. Is it too comfortable to live for a few more years?"

"You understand well. In addition, the evil organization will also deceive people into taking poison in the name of improving body functions." The reporter insisted on the direction of his interview.

"Improve your physical function? Then do hard work for the boss for a few more years?" a garbage collector who was watching next to him said blankly.

A few people were talking nonchalantly, and the sound of "Ahhhhhh" came from another direction. A middle-aged man in disheveled clothes was subdued to the ground by four policemen and handcuffed. It was unknown because of his characteristics. or the behavior is suspect.

"Ugh——!"

The whistle of the steam train arriving at the station sounded. Fan Ning withdrew his gaze and started to board the train.

He spent most of the journey in silence with his eyes closed, except for eating the food he carried with him to satisfy his hunger and dealing with ticket inspections and interrogations again and again.

Fanning arrived at Uvranser Station at about one o'clock in the afternoon. He first hired a carriage and asked him to go to a small craft shop called "Lemot Lai" in the South Dockside area. Their predecessor was a blacksmith shop. The current business scope includes some small customization businesses of wood, glass or metal molds.

"I have a friend." A disheveled young man standing in front of the store said, "I customized a metal square with a glass piece twenty days ago."

"Excuse me, what's his name?" The clerk flipped through the registration ledger, found the corresponding row, and confirmed it to him.

The clerk's tone was indifferent. There were many customers with strange needs these days. He had seen things even more confusing than this custom request.

"Dalton."

"The price is 10 shillings per pound, and your friend only paid a third of the deposit."

"This is the final payment." The young man pressed a gold pound on the table.

"It is recommended to check whether its weight and dimensions meet the requirements of your friend Mr. Dalton."

A minute later, the young man handed a black object similar to a mobile phone model to "Vasius" in the coffee shop.

"You did a good job. Here is another gold pound. It belongs to you." Fanning looked down at the object.

As early as more than 20 days ago, after dealing with Benjamin, Fanning had customized the mobile phone model substitute in advance in order to deal with such possible actions in the future.

In general, the craftsmanship level of this steam age can basically meet the requirements for the forging and surface treatment of alloy and glass materials.

If the mobile phone addicts in the previous life took it and looked at it carefully, they might see that the model was a bit rough, but Fanning thought it was no problem to give it 90 points.

Then, he took a car to No. 360, Council Street, Pushol District, and walked towards the gray six-story building with the sign of the Police Department.

"Good afternoon, sir." The guard at the door greeted him.

"Is Mr. Salman here?" "Vasius" asked casually with a briefcase.

"The captain went out early this morning." The guard said.

Fanning responded with a faint nasal tone and then entered the door.

According to the official internal public information of the organization, Salman, the head of the Uvlansel branch, is a high-ranking ninth-level knowledgeable person. Although Fanning has fully considered various emergencies, it is best not to deal with him.

I have been to this place once, and Joan has also been here once when she was handling her own approval procedures. In fact, Vasius's office is not far from Benjamin's former office.

The door was locked, and Fanning did not have a key, but his inspiration thread reached into the back, and the door handle inside was twisted and opened gently.

Fanning did not take action immediately because he did not know anything about the direction, structure, and entry and exit procedures of the sealed room.

He planned to find the relevant internal documents in the office first to conduct

Vasius is the second person here, and no one will manage him except Salman, so Fanning locked the door again.

It is normal for a boss to temporarily close the door to rest and think, and refuse others to come to report work.

In less than half an hour, he memorized the basic structure of the sealed room, learned its access management system, and learned some mysterious incidents that Vasius had handled this year from some files.

Perhaps there are still many confidential information that he doesn't know about that is not recorded in his office, but now his understanding of Vasius's recent work dynamics is definitely a big improvement compared to the previous blank.

But there is a problem.

"What about the water?" Fanning tapped the table with his fingers.

Although I don't know if what Benjamin said is reliable, at least if this drift bottle wants to drift out, it must be placed in water, and it must be a lot of water, there is no mistake about this.

But there is no river in the Special Patrol Office building.

Fanning considered using the water supply and storage system marked in the internal structure diagram.

But this movement is too big. If you call on invisible power to open the external steel structures of the large water tanks close to the sealed room in space, such as by piercing, twisting or thermal expansion and contraction,

the entire sealed room will be flooded, and I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with it.

"What should I do?"

After staring at various floor plans or spatial structure diagrams for a while, Fanning suddenly had a weird idea out of helplessness.