Old-time musicians

“We’re doing nursing!”

"We did nothing but eat and bathe!"

"This is just a private circle gathering. Dear 'Ladies of Flower Touch', are you checking in the wrong place?"

"Miss Cuckoo, what is going on!?"

The emotions and reactions of these ladies and girls were generally within the normal range.

There was some surprise and dissatisfaction at the sudden interruption, but after all, the person who barged in rashly was not of the opposite sex. Moreover, the church in this continent was superior to the royal family. The various privileges of the upper-class nobles were effective in the secular world, but they would still be somewhat restrained in front of the church. .

"Stop talking nonsense, come up first." Norma Gunn looked around the bath with cold eyes.

Fan Ning was a little worried at first, whether the Seeker would notice the strange spiritual fluctuations under the water.

But for the time being, Gang's attention was mainly focused on the warm and lustrous female bodies.

"Following very closely...At first in the art gallery, the Special Inspection Department was a little ahead of me, but now in the villa, I am a little ahead of them." Fan Ning's brain started to work rapidly.

"It seems that they did realize that there may be some problems with this party, but they just don't know whether the problem they think is during the previous dinner party or during the current bathing and nursing stage?..."

Under the orders of several female clergy, these ladies and girls in loose bathrobes walked out of the petal pool one after another and stood helplessly in a row on the shore.

Fan Ning, like the other waiters, still stood there blankly but honestly.

The "Flower Touchers" took away the rose-colored essential oil bottles, and then used their slightly moist fingertips to trace the skin of these female guests.

It seems to be checking or identifying something.

Norma Gunn's eyes were generally watching the movements of "The Man Touched by Flowers".

But Fan Ning felt that she was occasionally glancing in his direction.

In other words, it is further away, the location of the pool where spiritual fluctuations exist.

Intuition told Fan Ning that the other party's actions were also subconscious "intuition".

He immediately acted as if the steam was getting into his eyes, stretched out his left sleeve and rubbed his face.

Taking advantage of this time, he closed his eyes for a few seconds, and the viscous red oily liquid clutched in his other hand was brought into the dreamland and quietly disappeared together with the extraordinary strings wrapped around his wrist.

When he opened his eyes again, from his perspective, the movement under the tiles of the bath had also stopped.

Norma Gunn still looked in her direction several times, and the frequency gradually became sparse.

Fan Ning seemed to notice that the other party was a little confused.

At first, it was vague and indifferent, but later I stopped paying attention to this direction.

"It is definitely the unusual movement caused by the extraordinary strings. Only I, the holder, can see the unusual colors. Renela can't feel it at all. However, because of the stronger spiritual intuition, the Knower will subconsciously catch a glimpse of the movement. , if this woman feels it for a long time, she may be tempted to go and check it out..."

Fan Ning still looked at the row of ladies and girls on the shore with a blank expression.

The touch inspection actions of the "Hua Touchers" were slowing down, and Fan Ning always felt that these people didn't seem to find anything within the expected range.

At this time, there were also some rustling sounds outside, and a man's voice floated into Fan Ning's ears. It should be Bishop Castini, who had a little friction with him in the Grand Concert Hall bar that night:

"Do a good job of collecting evidence for all types and quantities of animals on the banned list."

Obtain evidence? ban? animal? ...Fan Ning felt that things were getting a little ridiculous.

He remembered the "gossip" that Marseille Negu had revealed during the chat at the night banquet on the trip: Since the abundance of the southern country's products seems to have declined in recent years, after the midsummer "Flower Ceremony" kicks off this year, the church or the principality may soon A number of protection lists will be promulgated that prohibit private hunting, including "gifts" such as coconut crabs and Tiya wood pigeons.

Just such a thing?

Could it be that the "people who touched the flowers" just felt that the food they had eaten was not enough?

"Sir, the essential oil they applied is not the 'Seven Blessings'." Someone whispered something next to Gang.

"Put away the bottles and let them get dressed and go out first." Gang said and stepped out of the door.

The bathing enjoyment that just got to the point ended in a hurry.

More than ten minutes later, in the spacious living room, the sofas were full of people, and people were standing around them.

The two waves of church personnel who were investigating in the bathroom and searching in other rooms met. Someone was leaning over the table filling out documents such as a checklist.

"Everyone, I think I still need an explanation."

Renilla spoke softly, but not entirely gently.

"The explanation is that the prohibition has been written very clearly, and the level is the 'crimson handwriting' informed by the Holy Scriptures '伊佊'." Bishop Castini's tone was calm.

"What?" "The highest level!?"

Renilla frowned.

"伊佊" Fan Ning was also thinking.

The saint "伈佊" is the official "apostle" of Fanghui Temple.

Compared with public figures such as the head of the church and Archbishop Fields, who often appear in public, the saint "伊佊" is considered to be an existence directly enshrined in the "Fanghui Poet". This semi-mythical existence, ordinary clergymen Or believers can't even see his image.

Just like the "Bathers of Light" of the Holy Sun Church, or the "Advisors" of the current school forces, their strength is higher than that of "Bishops" and "Mentors", and they are at the level of complete executors.

These noble ladies and girls with high family titles and impatience on their faces, although they don't know such a deep secret, their faces finally changed.

What the Special Patrol Department's external investigator Marseille Negu knew in advance... As princes and nobles, they must have heard about it: a list of gifts was included in the ban on fishing and eating, but they really didn't take it to heart and still participated in this feast organized by the prince's daughter Miss Cuckoo.

Noble status means privilege. What ordinary people can't eat doesn't mean they can't.

But why is this matter so serious this time?

The "crimson handwriting" that can be approved by the "伈佊" is the "No. 1 document" in every sense! On average, there is only one new one issued each year, which is the minimum convention, that is, the recognition of the poet laureate. Even the victory of the famous singer only requires the "orange handwriting" signed by the archbishop.

In addition to the recognition of the poet laureate, the "red handwriting" issued in previous years was all matters at the level of the change of the head of the royal church or major state decision-making. If it is a "ban" or something, the nature may not be considered to be a heinous crime, but it is definitely a fault crime that violates the core doctrine!

"60 Tia wood pigeons are cooked, 47 have been eaten, and 30 are waiting to be slaughtered in the kitchen; 10 coconut crabs are cooked, all eaten, and 10 are waiting to be slaughtered; 1 Paradogos giant tortoise is cooked and eaten..." The clergy read out the types and numbers of these animals.

"All eaters and handlers will be sentenced to three months in prison, and the organizer Renila will be sentenced to double the sentence. The relevant notifications and worship restrictions will be implemented according to regulations." Carlestini said.

The faces of the female guests were not very good.

In fact, as long as you have money and it is not a capital punishment, any imprisonment or prison can be bailed out these days. For nobles, in order to show their generosity, they usually pay to bail out their servants, but this will cost a lot of money.

Another important point is that the family has been restricted from participating in church activities for a period of time, and coupled with a large-scale notification... This has brought a shameful big trouble to the family! Just a gathering, suffering such a loss, without any equal benefits, is a pure loss.

Two profound people plus eight clergymen, with more people involved, walked out of the door one after another, and Renila walked among them without saying a word.

No matter what kind of bail law is paid later, at least being locked up for one night is inevitable.

Fanning, standing in the crowd of servants who were not involved, felt that there was something strange about this series of events.

The church enforced this ban with such great force. Bishop Calestini, who was still in harmony with the royal family a few days ago, now investigated a dozen nobles who started as earls without considering the impact at all. This is only one aspect.

There are also the coincidence of the address, Renila's identity, the abnormal movement under the water of the bath, and the appearance of Norma Gon, who is investigating another line. This person obviously went to the bath at the first time, but later he didn't mention this matter at all, and the focus was all shifted to the banquet.

Have you found the relevance of "Sevenfold Blessing" and this place, but you just didn't make any progress?

"The resident of this house is the bard Senesino?" Norma Gon asked.

"Yes, Miss Gon, this is a "Forged Lion" composer, the teacher of the organizer Renila just now." Bishop Calestini nodded.

"Send him an interview and warning in the name of the discussion group, and then temporarily seal the villa."

"Okay."

At this time, two men with briefcases came down the spiral staircase "dengdengdeng", leaned over and whispered in Gon's ear:

"Miss Gon, all the information related to him in the attic has been burned, and no other places have been found."

Information? Burned? Fanning, who was standing aside with his head down, had an idea.

"It happened to involve him?" Gon looked up at the stairs and narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, from the period after Vien to the period before Senesino, the information left by three consecutive musicians who lived here was well preserved, but the information of the former musician became a few piles of ashes, but the number was not much, four thin drawers."

Could it be that this Renila was fine, and the problem was only her teacher? Gon pondered for a moment and asked: "Have you done a preliminary identification? Was it this Senesino who burned recently?"

If the time is within 48 hours, a mystical retrospection of these ashes can get more detailed revelations; during the period from seven days to a hundred days, the detailedness of the information drops sharply, but some valuable clues can still be found; and if it is beyond a hundred days, it is almost elusive and difficult to find, unless in the retrospection secret ritual, an object with a strong connection with the subject of investigation can be used as a "primer".

This mystical principle is similar to the requirements for communicating with the dead.

The gentleman with the briefcase shook his head:

"It's been a long time, sir, probably close to forty years."

Gon frowned.

Forty years? Was it destroyed by someone after Weien left? Or did he destroy it himself?

After the group of people put the people involved in the incident on the carriage, they sent all the remaining servants in the living room out.

Finally, they put seals with church logos on the doors and windows.

So the drivers who were waiting for their mistress at the door stared at the people who were driven out.

In the night, the church's carriage gradually went away. After half an hour of chaos, some people were still standing there in a daze, without moving.

Fanning had already evacuated from the crowd.

He carried a stone brick and rose from the backyard of the villa, directly to the wall of the three-and-a-half-story attic.

Feifan Qinxian was brought out of the dream again. After the same trick, a purple invisible door was pushed open from the wall brick.

The attic is not small, but it looks cramped due to the dark atmosphere and dense display. There is dust on the windowsill and furniture, which is not particularly thick, indicating that the servants and hired workers still have a low frequency of cleaning this place.

After all, the church has stipulated that the users of these old houses have the obligation to maintain the original musicians' historical materials.

A few minutes later, Fanning found the area he wanted to see by following the table sign card and other things.

The flat mahogany drawer, which was several inches square, and the surface of the four white copper iron boxes were intact and smooth, and inside was a thick layer of evenly distributed, fine paper ash, with traces of tweezers or something like that, which should have been left by the investigator half an hour ago.

It was indeed destroyed without any information.

But one thing was at least clear - the name of Weien was clearly engraved on the counter.

The address of correspondence in the former residence of Master Thorn, at the other end of the Fox Lily Field where he had just come from, was where Weien lived after he realized the "Awakening Chant" in 875.

This was it.

In forty years, three musicians had separated him from the current resident, Senesino.

Fanning pushed the drawer in and slowly stood up.

In the darkness, he walked slowly forward with his spiritual sense, from the attic of the villa to the third floor, and from the third floor to the second floor.

Turning at the T-shaped corridor with a long beach oil painting, he walked deep into the corridor on the second floor, thinking about the suspicious points.

After a few breaths, he walked to the door of the banquet preparation room where he first sneaked in.

After gently turning the door, Fan Ning frowned.

He felt a little dazed, as if something was wrong.

After standing in front of the dark door for a few seconds, Fan Ning's eyes fell on the chair in front of the operating table.

With his right hand gently raised, the heavy curtain by the window was pulled open out of thin air, and then he clenched his teeth slightly.

The maid who was knocked unconscious by him was gone!