Old-time musicians

"Some way of pretending to be Vasius"

Fan Ning was a little surprised at first, but he understood after thinking about it for a while.

In the eyes of others, Vasius successfully escaped from trouble after completing the mission in the "Hidden Light" town, but the people in his group naturally understood the true situation.

Luo Yin said softly: "You know, the high-level classified information of the Special Inspection Office is difficult to obtain, but it is not difficult to obtain information of an extraordinary internal nature using the school's resources. The number two figure in a local branch has lost contact. For such a long time, even if the Special Inspection Office determines that there is special involvement, and handles it in a low-key manner and investigates secretly, it is impossible for there to be no movement at all in the circle."

"According to normal logic, a person's time of loss of contact is calculated from the last date he attended a public place or a private appearance with definite evidence. Then our intelligence officers accidentally discovered that the time of loss of contact identified by the Special Patrol Office Compared with the day we arrived at Santaram Castle, there are many additional tracks in the future. ”

When Fan Ning, who was holding the steering wheel, heard this, she turned her head and glanced at Luo Yin. Instead of sitting upright as usual, she lowered the passenger seat to an angle that was more conducive to stretching her body, and then stared at herself sideways.

After their eyes met for a moment, Fan Ning turned around and continued to look straight at the windshield:

"Do you remember the top hat I pulled out of the ashes after I burned the puppy doll?"

Luo Yin said "Yeah".

"The method comes from it, which is a bit unexpected, but the actor is me." Fan Ning's tone was as calm as when visiting a nursing home.

Luo Yin first opened his eyes wide, then blinked and thought.

"I went to report a letter, and then I dangled in front of them several times." Fan Ning continued to explain, "As the timeline extends, more interfering factors join in, and the loss of contact has nothing to do with our situation. Of course, further delay is unrealistic. Pretending itself carries the risk of being identified. After developing my music career, it will be difficult for me to create a "doppelgänger" opportunity. Vasius will eventually "lost contact" "

"Fan Ning, Fan Ning, you really have to be careful." The girl's tone was very solemn this time.

Just as Fan Ning was about to continue speaking, a warm little hand pressed on his arm holding the gear lever.

"I know what you want to say, but you need to hear me out first."

"Now that you have gone, you must have fully judged the reliability of the hat's disguise, and have also used a series of means to collect Vasius' work information to ensure that communication is not suspicious, right? But the focus of the problem now is not here--"

"The most critical issue now is that the Special Inspection Office believes that Vasius is a 'martyr' or an 'apostle'! Moreover, judging from the abnormal circumstances of the review of the premiere of the "Second Symphony", they have compared this matter with the Your suspicions are connected!"

"Although the school does not believe in the term 'apostle' and believes that it is nothing more than one of the various forms of pollution, you should understand what this means. The motivations of such 'martyrs' are contrary to human nature and are not self-interested, but they are rational. Calmness seems to have some kind of innate heterogeneous pursuit. In order to 'practice a certain idea', 'promote key nodes' or 'make the things respected in high places rise higher', he will not hesitate to use his own life as the cornerstone. To plan and carry it out, and then die calmly or joyfully."

Fan Ning let out a sigh of relief after hearing this:

"The intelligence efficiency of your faction is quite high."

"At the New Year's Eve dinner, you nervously asked me if I believed in fate. I thought you were trying to tell me something." Luo Yin rolled her eyes at him.

"Why are you beating around the bush? Why don't you just ask me?"

"Some people are afraid of vicious enemies, some are afraid of profit-seeking careerists, and some are afraid of lunatics who act erratically and cannot communicate with them. But people like the 'Apostle' are the ones who make my spine shiver the most. This kind of people My life experience is a mystery, wrapped in an airtight and creeping black curtain. On the one hand, you don’t know what will be underneath when you uncover it, and on the other hand, you have no chance to uncover it. It’s true. A completely unknowable vortex.”

"Even if you didn't know it when you were pretending to act last year, did you know it later? It's been half a year, and you haven't mentioned it in the letter."

"You just don't want to tell me."

"I'm composing music." Faced with the girl's questions one after another, Fan Ning's tone remained calm and cold.

"Furthermore, in addition to diverting the attention of the Special Patrol Office, I also have my own affairs that need to be handled in this way. It is not an easy matter to solve. There is no benefit and a lot of trouble. There is no need to drag you into trouble."

The air in the carriage fell into silence, and the vision kept slipping into the darkness ahead.

The only sounds that surround my ears are the roar of the engine and the sound of tires going over potholes or small obstacles.

After more than half an hour, the lights of the Manor in the small town of Hivaler began to be seen in the dark front of the wilderness.

The car drove onto the white and tidy stone brick road, and the hazy and warm light shone on the white walls, fences, and the round and tall foyer inside. The two attendants slowly opened the silver carved iron door.

Fan Ning parked the car next to the fountain in the courtyard, then turned off the engine and sat with his head bowed in the darkness for a few minutes.

"Why don't you open the door for me?" Luo Yin spoke softly, her voice like white gauze floating in the wind.

Fan Ning immediately raised his head, put his hand on the door handle, and prepared to pull away and get out of the car.

Then he paused for a few seconds and then took it back.

"I'm sorry," he said.

The girl's eyes froze for a moment, then she began to ponder.

"Mr. Fan Ning, don't apologize for me. Don't do this again."

"Why?"

"For me, as long as you can be a little more tender than before, it will be enough in similar situations. Don't use it to such a large extent. This may not be good for the person being comforted in the future."

"Are you so easy to deal with?"

"If you have already used the word 'deal with', what's not enough?" Luo Yin asked softly.

"oh."

"Moreover, when I realized that today was the day you were in the worst mood, I felt more and more that it was something wrong with me just now."

The car's interior smells of grass, blackberries, and peaches.

In the small storage room of the car are the letters that have been read.

The girl's eyes are clear blue.

Fan Ning looked at her deeply with a complicated expression.

"I still want to make sure that first of all, there can't be any evil motives or contamination in the premiere of the Second Symphony, right?" Luo Yin returned to the previous topic.

"If a pure and normal performance of a serious musical work encounters some evil mystical ritual, it might be like the 'Giant' symphony, using the spiritual threads of the audience to compete with the opponent."

After Fan Ning said this, Luo Yin smiled easily.

Then half of the heart falls.

After all, this is completely different from last year's graduation concert incident, and the music was not written by someone else for no apparent reason.

As long as there is no problem in itself, then there is almost no harm if the premiere is held in a similar "controlled" atmosphere, but it will add an extra layer of security.

Or the kind where the Special Patrol Office personally sends people as free security guards.

"So as long as there is no problem with the Second Symphony, this matter only depends on Vasius."

"Share an unexpected discovery." She unfolded a small piece of folded printing paper and read it gently in the dim light.

"Jo Vasius was born in the small town of Mecklund in Uflansel in 860 AD. His grandparents initially ran an agricultural product processing factory, but it went bankrupt due to poor management. His parents' generation only passed down A "free folk herbal medicine shop". In the year 871 of the New Calendar, an unexplained fire destroyed the herbal medicine shop. His parents and apprentices all died. The Special Patrol Office revived the seriously injured 11-year-old Vasius. "

"Coincidentally, a short time before the fire occurred in 871, we found that a man had visited this 'Free Folk Herb Shop' several times. This man's name was Vienne, and he was an organist by profession."

Fan Ning's eyes suddenly froze as he stared at the steering wheel.

Luo Yin continued: "The main source of clues for intelligence personnel is the correspondence between Vienne and the author of the text of "Ode to Resurrection" - the poet Bassani of the "Crescent Moon" during his lifetime. Of course, this also passed through my study period in the school. What Yu did was to piece together some trivial but essential multi-party evidence... We found that the main request of Wei En's visit to the 'Free Folk Herbal Shop' was to treat glaucoma. Of course, it was difficult for us to figure out the main person he was dealing with at that time. Are they the parents of Vasius, or the 11-year-old Vasius himself..."

"However, the result was that his glaucoma improved significantly at first, but it soon went downhill again. So the owner of the 'Freedom Folk Herbal Shop' gave Vienne a token and informed them that their herbal medicine skills came from the southern continent. I have learned from it, but the treatment effect is not satisfactory, perhaps because I haven’t learned it yet..."

"After several suggestions from the herbal shop, Vienne finally made up his mind to go to the Southern Continent to seek medical treatment in person according to the contact address on the token."

"...This is the treatment channel in the Southern Continent that Wei En heard about from somewhere?" Fan Ning was not only surprised by the matter itself, but also felt numb because of the early time and long span of the matter.

Luo Yin said seriously: "So, you are right to deal with Vasius, but if he is the so-called 'apostle', as I said when we first got in the car, it is very likely that this person's life...from birth to family changes, From joining the Special Patrol Office to starting to investigate you, from the conflict with you, to the coercion of you and Miss Nehemiah in the small town of Watznay, to the final death by you, he was happy to see it. It’s done.”

"Even if the subsequent promotion of you is not the ultimate goal of his death, it is still a part of his destiny. The cornerstone of his entire life is a part of a certain great achievement, or to put it in a more terrifying way -"

"He died for you, to a greater or lesser degree."

Luo Yin's reminder finally gave Fan Ning a great sense of terror.

Is there a possibility that all the actions he took after obtaining the disguise hat were motivated by his willingness to see success?

The rise and fall of celestial bodies, the progress and stop of civilizations, the success or failure of years... The passion and will of the Lord of Witness affect the course of the world, and the promotion of countless "key nodes" by countless "apostles" is also an important form?

I dare not think about it carefully. From this perspective of thinking, my understanding of the horror of the Lord of Witness is far beyond the intuitive impact in any dream.

"I will be more careful." Fan Ning responded seriously this time: "I will carefully review the previous details and doubts. Fortunately, regardless of whether he is a real 'apostle', there will be no pretenders again in the future. His situation."

Luo Yin smiled after hearing this: "Look, you made your matter so serious, isn't it just a matter of sorting it out?"

"The other thing is about Uncle Vincent and the Abnormal Zone, right?"

"Don't look at me with that look again. Have you forgotten that when Vasius said those words to you in the weird art museum in the small town of Vaznay, I stood next to you and watched you decipher those words? Colorful light codes?"

Fan Ning smiled helplessly.

He naturally remembered what Vasius said at that time.

"It seems that you already know the prophecy that Vincent brought out from the Abnormal Zone, right? You go in and out of the art museum quite frequently. Vincent must have used the audio fragments as a medium to show up in the art museum in some way. The hint came out.”

At that time, he felt that what Vasius said was a deterrent, and his motive was to make him crack the light code honestly, not to delay time, not to pretend to be stupid, and at the same time, it was also human nature to be excited about the progress of the investigation...

But looking at it now, it seems really suspicious.

For example, although he was the only high-ranking person at that time, with one to many, it was not always possible to achieve an overwhelming victory by taking action. Moreover, his words were too aggressive, which could easily create enemies and intensify conflicts, especially when everyone was fighting against each other. The situation is still in that weird art museum.

"After we get out, let's go back and talk about your Turner Museum..."

And this sentence may also be a hegemonic deterrent from the standpoint of the Special Patrol Office...

But it's also possible...

remind?

Is the Special Patrol Office investigating this?

The prophecies brought out by the abnormal zone...are hinted at in the art museum using the audio fragments...

"At noon, the sun sets and the moon rises." Luo Yin saw Fan Ning's noncommittal smile and remained silent, so she spoke directly, "This is a prophetic proposition. It is still classified information in the Special Patrol Office, but the classification level is not high. , basically everyone knows it at the senior investigator level. Of course, the Special Patrol Office doesn’t know how to interpret it, and is brainstorming ways to solve it.”

...the sun sets and the moon rises? Those scenes when he first visited the art gallery immediately came to mind in Fanning's mind.

This is actually the first piece of information I discovered after traveling through time! ?

"Things in the Abnormal Area are too secretive." Luo Yin continued, "You and I were not born at that time. Uncle Vincent was the inspector general of the Special Inspection Department. Maybe you know something about what happened to the entire investigation team inside. , maybe you don’t know either, and I won’t wait for you to take the initiative to speak. I will tell you all the simple information that can be found. The Special Patrol Office is definitely investigating the follow-up of this matter. If you want to solve the problem, you can see if it is useful. Bar…"

"Last point, I have confirmed that at the 39th Harvest Art Festival held in the Holy Kingdom of Janus in October 909 of the New Calendar, Vincent was not included in the discussion group, organizer staff, or guest list. uncle."

"Of course, this does not mean that he did not participate. As the world's number one cultural event, the Harvest Art Festival cannot only have staff and invited guests present. In fact, artists, travelers, businessmen and citizens, big and small... the entire San Pelto The city was in a sacred and festive atmosphere at that time. I think he was still active in a large area of ​​the city before losing contact. The above results are only for your reference. "

After a while, Fan Ning finally looked up from staring at the steering wheel.

"Thank you. You provided so much information. Is there anything you need to repay?"

"Can I make a request?" Luo Yin was surprised.

"Sure, am I a profiteer?"

"Then please promise me something."

Fan Ning turned his head and looked at her in surprise:

"You tell me."

Luo Yin gently folded the paper and put it away:

"If you will enter the abnormal area for secondary investigation in the future, whether it is planned by yourself or coerced by the Special Patrol Office, let me join the investigation team with you. I am also a member of the discussion team."