Old-time musicians

Fanning looked at Roy in disbelief.

Even if she wanted to dedicate the Second Symphony, Fanning felt that it was at least in line with expectations. Although in his plan, this symphony would be dedicated to all mankind, living or dead, and would not be dedicated in any special way, it could be compensated with other equal efforts later.

He had never expected that Roy's so-called "request" would be such a thing.

The girl stared at him in response, her blue pupils clear and calm.

"This can't be considered a request, change it." Fanning still spoke calmly.

"Why not?" She frowned.

"'Request' means something that I need to pay for, that is in your interest, and that can be used as compensation for intelligence."

"Does it not require you to pay for it?"

"... Well, if you agree, then it's also required."

"Then it is not in my interest?"

"??? Is this still-"

"The Abnormal Zone has spread for at least thousands of years, and there are countless ancient civilization relics, ritual vessels, mystical books, and rare and extraordinary materials. If you have the opportunity to go there, you don't want me to have a share, and you say it is not in my interest... I clearly provided relevant prophecy information, but you turned your face and said that this is not a compensation item..."

The girl interrupted Fanning.

"You just said that you are not a profiteer? I think you are a profiteer."

"..."Fanning's face choked.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say, so I could only concentrate on smelling the blackberry and peach scent in the car.

The manor courtyard was quiet in summer, and the soft and dim gas lamps enveloped the car as usual.

The fountain next to him was not turned on, and only the chirping of crickets could be heard.

"Are you thinking about something or smelling the fruit?" Roy saw that he had not spoken a word, and only heard a slight breathing sound, and the whole person moved away from the side in annoyance.

Fanning had no choice but to speak helplessly:

"This is a request, but I can't agree to it. Please change to a legitimate request."

"..." Roy was almost choked to death, "Why don't you translate what a legitimate request is?"

Many reasons and angles popped up in Fanning's mind at once.

He felt that each point was enough to be a reason for refusal, but what he said in the end was:

"I can't beat your parents either."

"You can do your parents' work yourself, they like you very much."

"I really can't beat them."

"... I'm really sure you said that on purpose." Roy glared at him angrily.

"Okay." Fanning let go of the steering wheel. "I'm telling you seriously, for soldiers going to a war, a 30% mortality rate is considered high, and 50% is considered extremely high. And you know what the survival rate is for those who know deep in the anomalous zone. You know it, right? One in ten is good."

"Besides, if we discuss it this way, it seems that the anomalous zone is already in front of us and we need to enter it immediately. In fact, it is an uncertain thing, right? If it is really approaching, we can discuss it again."

"The Enlightened can save their lives if they are cautious." Roy said.

"You are not, and neither am I." Fanning pointed out.

"Not now, but maybe in the future."

"It's hard to be sure."

"But you just said that it's uncertain whether there will be a day when you enter the abnormal zone."

"I said it, so since it's uncertain..."

"Carlon Fan Ning!! Just agree, is it that difficult? I didn't ask you to write a promise, I didn't ask you to swear to the sky, what will happen if you regret it? I'm even prepared that I may not be able to fulfill it, but I just want you to promise me verbally, I just want to hear what you say when you promise someone, this, really, is not possible?"

"I find you are really a profiteer!!!"

Fan Ning was stunned by Roy's sudden anger and gritted teeth.

He suddenly realized that her way of thinking was like this -

As for the unusual delay in the approval of the premiere at the Special Patrol Office, she confirmed that there was no problem with the "Second Symphony", and her answer must be one that she trusted, and then this issue was settled;

As for the "Apostle", she investigated the doubts in Vasius's experience and reminded herself to be careful not to be involved in heterogeneous pursuits. When she said that she would carefully consider it, this issue was temporarily relieved;

As for the matter of the Abnormal Zone, the status was too high and the secrets were too deep, so it was impossible to prevent trouble by "assisting investigation" or "reminding caution", but the worst development was that there was a high probability that she would be involved in it one day, so she directly asked to agree to join in, blocking the uncertainty of anxiety in this way.

Even if she knew what entering the Abnormal Zone meant, and it might not be of any use.

Although she did not mention it at all, she felt that she had finally dealt with and sorted out all the so-called "troubles" she mentioned from near to far, from easy to difficult, from best to worst.

Now she was just waiting for her to agree to that request as a "bottom line insurance".

Miss Roy, the more I know you are like this...

When Fanning realized this, his hand holding the steering wheel was gradually tightened to white.

But he loosened it in an instant:

"Then agree to it."

"Great." Roy finally smiled like a spring breeze, "I said, I have given you the intelligence in advance, why do you always want to monopolize the benefits and opportunities?"

"If there is a day when I really go in, I hope I can have a chance to go back on my word." Fanning stared at her.

"Then you must be in deep debt." Roy made an indifferent gesture, "Would you like to sit in the mansion? There are new records in the listening room. Can you try it?"

"Not going."

Fan Ning opened the car door, jumped out and walked around to the passenger side, protecting the top of the door and helping her down.

"There is still a lot of work before the premiere."

After saying that, he returned to the driver's seat, ignited the car, started the car, and rolled up the window.

"Well, see you at rehearsal tomorrow." Roy pondered for a moment, then smiled and waved, and walked to the door of the manor to see Fan Ning off.

As the black car slowly passed by her, Fan Ning saw a half-opened and exquisite hollow wood-carved small box placed on the painted storage compartment next to the passenger seat. Inside were more than a dozen neatly folded little hands. A corner of white lace on the handkerchief. "

"You didn't take down the handkerchief box." Fan Ning pressed the brakes.

"Ah! Just leave it as a spare for daily use." Roy blinked to indicate that he had forgotten, and then smiled and waved his hand again.

Fan Ning nodded, said nothing, turned the steering wheel, and made a turn, leaving her behind.

The summer night wind blew into the car.

The cuffs and neckline of his white shirt were fluttering, and his face and skin were as cool as water.

The figure of the girl under the gaslight receded in the rearview mirror.

The cream-colored corrugated silk dress, the light-colored belt around the waist, the blue eyes under the flowing hair, and the lingering fruity fragrance in the car.

"Miss Roy, it's better if you don't do this. The more I know you do this, the less likely I will let you have the opportunity to notice what the other so-called troubles are."

Fan Ning looked at the rearview mirror and whispered the words that he had not spoken before.

The car drove onto the white and clean straight stone pavement. He stepped on the accelerator hard, switched gears continuously, and then continued to step on the accelerator.

Until the lights of High Valor Manor in the rearview mirror completely disappeared into the darkness of the countryside.

From the dark outskirts of the town to the brightly lit city, Fan Ning drove alone on the roads and streets. He pursed his lips and frowned. The various chaotic emotions gradually subsided and he began to think about the whole story of this series of events. Come.

"Looking at it this way, what we encountered in the 'Vaznai Town' is just as suspicious as the exploration of the 'underground secret door' going forward..."

"Wait...further forward?..."

Fanning himself inadvertently noticed the chronological relationship in his thinking.

The underground secret door was before the town of Vatznai?

The structure of the theme parts of the two places is exactly the same. The only difference is that one looks normal in color and is full of paint paintings of human body transformation, while the other looks pale and has empty displays inside.

Fanning began to recall the sequence of explorations in the secret door.

After descending into the deep well behind the secret door, the first place we went to was the dark hall on the top floor of the tower-shaped structure, which symbolized the origin of the World Source God. From that moment on, some invisible trigger seemed to be triggered, causing some invisible trigger. gaze…

The Lord of Witnesses, "The Mantra"! ?

During the period between the two incidents, I had indeed been having strange dreams, and the sleep patterns on the night before boarding the train were even more frequent.

Or to put it another way, could it be because my group first triggered some ancient and terrifying trigger in that dark hall, and then later "encountered" the small town of Vatznay?

Yes, "Mr. F" in the weird art museum seems to have knowledge about the "Truth Tiger" in his spiritual aura, and Vasius's top hat also has the "Mantra Tiger" witness talisman. !

In the WeChat chat history on his mobile phone, Fan Chenxun's reminder about "Beware of snakes!!" came to Fan Ning's mind again.

Regardless of what role Vasius played in it...

If Fan Chenxun's tip is true, then this "Mr. F" is very dangerous, more dangerous than Vasius, and may even be at the same level as Pogorelic.

"But it's not right..." Fan Ning narrowed his eyes slightly while driving.

This is the theory, but in fact, "Mr. F" did not show any special treatment for himself. After meeting each other at the ticket counter, until they left the town, the two had no intersection with each other. He is one of the many weird museums. Just one of the ordinary visitors.

I have to say something special, but what is the only special thing? …

After giving out visitor IDs and confiscating everyone's flashlights, did "Mr. F" bring out his "old days"?

He did remember that when they met, "Mr. F's" eyes made people feel that his whole body was being scanned by him, as well as an intuition that "seemed to be looking for something in everyone."

But... Fan Ning later found out that he was checking whether everyone had flashlights or animals or other prohibited items.

And he immediately returned the "old days" that he had brought out.

"Does he know the true origin of the baton? It's hard to say, but he certainly has no intention of snatching it away. I also confirm that the spiritual state of the 'Old Day' is as normal... In fact, if his personality can be used to give up the baton, The mysterious properties of the Origin God's remains have changed, and there's probably no point in me being vigilant. Judging from the research history of the Origin God of the major extraordinary organizations in the New Era, peak figures like Pogorelic can only barely contain them... "

For a moment, Fan Ning felt that he could not judge the identity and purpose of "Mr. F". He also did not understand why there was a third person in the world who could interpret the fragments of the audio series - if those light bulb code floors were If set by "Mr. F" himself, if his father Vincent is also a time traveler and is the Fan Chenxun who reminded him "Beware of snakes!!" in his previous life.

After driving and thinking for nearly an hour, the car drove into the garage from the north gate of the Turner Art Hall.

Fanning took out a brand new key chain, climbed the marble steps, and opened the side door closer to the living area.

The orange gas lamp cluster burned above his head. When he lowered his head and pinched the key to turn the door lock, another thought jumped out of Fanning's mind.

"Key?..." His left hand touched another key on his chest.

By the way, there is another strange thing about the "Mr. F" incident.

On the eve of leaving for Santaramburg, when I was studying the original Turner Art Museum key in my dream, I forgot it next to the organ keyboard above the Church of the Enlightened, so my neck was empty throughout this mysterious incident.

When I entered the Weird Art Museum, I was shocked when I pressed my chest subconsciously and remembered this incident.

Why did I forget it?

What would happen if I didn't forget it and everything was normal?

In the luxuriously decorated corridor of the living area, Fanning walked on the carpet all the way back to his office and living room.

"Could it be that I was already fighting against the will of the dark? I just didn't know whether I was reminded or influenced by anything?"

He suddenly had a series of strange questions in his mind.

Do "Apostles" know that they are "Apostles"?

Do they know everything, or do they know nothing? Or are the situations all kinds of strange?

Is Erov, the "experience officer" who was rolled to death by himself with a steel plate, an "Apostle" who used his life to push himself to accidentally open the "Door of Coincidence"?

"But it doesn't matter, this is a normal process, and the hesitation during the journey does not affect our destination." Is the perfumer who said this to him in a neurotic way an "Apostle"?

Is Dean Graham, who spread the spiritual potion of the School of Blending everywhere and eventually ate it into a monster, an "Apostle"?

Benjamin, who was a good investigator, suddenly decided to "see the holy spring"; the agent who was still warning everyone before being killed for "committing crimes against the wind"; Cecil, who used his life as a container for the "phantom man"...

"Damn it." Fanning, who was already in a gloomy mood today, felt more and more creepy about this matter. After entering the living room, he quickly slammed the door.

"As a member of the school, I didn't believe in the term "apostle", but now I think everyone looks like an "apostle."

He shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to put this unknowable proposition aside, walked to the balcony area, bent down, and picked up a painting board leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window.

The dark green moon shined through the clouds, illuminating the outline of the dark riverbed, and the river water sparkled with sparkling waves-"Moonlit Night on the Dnieper River" without a signature or the title of the work.

Then he touched the secret trigger on the crystal chandelier and took out another painting in the cloakroom.

The ground on the top of the mountain was covered with withered grass. The afterglow of the setting sun hit a section of the white wall, creating a strange light effect. In the distance were the more distant green mountains - "Twilight and Wall on the Top of the Mountain".

These were the two paintings that gave me the revelation of "Sunset and Moonrise" when I first visited the Turner Art Museum after my time travel, and finally found Vincent's work files and the "Endless Fugue" migration signpost.

So, what Vassius said was completely correct.

Vincent did hint at the Turner Art Museum, and I did notice the saying "Sunset and Moonrise" a long time ago, including thinking about its meaning again when I was thinking about how to deal with Vassius in the Weird Art Museum.

But I didn't expect this to be a prophecy?

Fanning also didn't know how to interpret this prophecy now.

This must be related to a secret that is extremely high in quality, and even Poglerich can't see it clearly.

But since the two paintings are now in my hands, I noticed "Sunset and Moonrise" again.

He began to wonder if Vincent would leave any hints in the Turner Museum, based on the hints of the prophetic title.

"To be precise, the two paintings are only the latter half." Fanning's eyes flickered.

"At noon, the sun sets and the moon rises."

Since there is still the first half, is it possible... to be a precondition?

"Does it mean that we need to wait until 'at noon' to find any hints from 'sunset and moon rise'?"

It is already evening now.

Fanning decided to wait until 12 noon tomorrow to study the two paintings carefully.