Old-time musicians

"What? What secret ritual?"

In the quiet small chamber music hall, Sheeran's doubtful voice echoed. Google search reading

"No problem, Carol." Joan agreed gently and happily, "We still have to go to the tool storage room first and clean up the place."

As Joan set up the altar, Fanning briefly explained to Sheeran:

"This is the place where I saw Teacher Anton for the last time. Joan has a ritual that may help us see some scenes from the past."

"It's also the scene where I traveled through time." He added in his mind.

Sheeran asked Fan Ning in a low voice: "Does this have anything to do with you becoming a knowledgeable person?"

Fan Ning nodded: "Yes, they are all things studied by mystics."

"Don't forget you promised to have a serious talk with me."

"I remember it."

The altar was quickly set up, and Joan recited the prayer written in Tulungarian that Hiram had taught her, praying to the "Winter Wind", the Lord of Witnesses.

Finally, a broken point of the triangle surrounded by coarse salt was erased by Qiong's fingers, and it was pointed at the mirror sunk in the water.

"I still can't see clearly." Qiong squatted next to her, her little face full of doubts.

"Why didn't it work these two times?"

Fan Ning walked over: "Let me give it a try."

He activated his inspiration and imagined that the ball of spiritual bodies coming out of his chest slowly expanded and covered the water in the basin.

Under the jumping sparkling light, some disturbing colors and patterns are "peeled off".

Scattered, partial, jumping revelations appear on the mirror surface in the water.

He saw the students in the auditorium. They were sparsely seated, no more than thirty.

The camera switched to show me in a black dress sitting in front of the piano, with a female classmate in a white dress behind her playing the violin. Teacher Anton, wearing a tacky formal suit with a belt tied in a slightly awkward position, stood aside and kept explaining.

"Teacher Anton" Fan Ning saw the teacher's voice and smile for the first time after traveling through time.

His mood fluctuated slightly, but he still controlled his inspired "observation".

The camera switched to show that get out of class was over, the students stood up from their seats in twos and threes, and Teacher Anton left in a hurry with his briefcase. Sitting in front of the piano, I waved goodbye to my teacher.

The camera switched, and a man and a woman wearing high-collared black dresses stepped onto the stage to communicate with themselves.

The camera switched to show me sitting in the front row of the auditorium, listening to a girl playing the piano, closing her eyes and nodding to the beat with her head. The boy stood on the side of the stage with his hands behind his back. During this period, the two people had some eye contact. Fan Ning also noticed that the boy's hand was behind his back. There was a band wrapped around his fingers, and what seemed to be a small red drinking cup was tied around it.

The camera switched and the light in the scene darkened in a very short time, as if the lights in the concert hall went out.

Dark?

Is the effectiveness of the secret ritual gone? Fan Ning's heartbeat quickened and his brows furrowed.

When the retrospective ritual was performed on the other two deceased people in Hall 4, it ended after the scene turned black. In the end, I was startled by the reflection of my own face.

However, the current scene happens to be close to the moment when I travel through time.

Fan Ning was a little unwilling, and he still stared at the ripples on the water.

However, this time it seems a little different.

"Why are the water and the mirror always dark?"

"Nature is not a reflection of normal things nearby. Is the secret ritual not over yet?"

"I woke up from darkness"

Fanning's inspiration continued to burn, staring intently at the mirror beneath the water's surface.

“I don’t know how long I can hold on to this kind of all-out stimulation.”

Fan Ning gradually began to feel dizzy. During this period, Qiong seemed to want to speak out, but he raised his hand to stop her.

Nearly a minute passed——

Suddenly a faint light flashed in the darkness, and then two more incandescent lights flashed in a very short period of time!

The darkness continued, and after a few seconds, the reflection of his face appeared in the mirror.

The inexplicable cold wind extinguished the altar candles.

"it's over."

Fan Ning took a deep breath and stood up unsteadily: "Thank you, Joan."

After cleaning the altar, Joan walked up to Fan Ning and looked up at him with her smooth little face.

"You're welcome, Caroln~ It's strange, why is it you who see the scene every time? What did you see this time?"

Fan Ning thought for a while and then said: "There is something wrong with the two people who came to the stage to communicate."

"What's the meaning?"

Fan Ning said: "Do you remember that when we were backtracking in Hall 4 yesterday, four or five people came on stage to communicate with the deceased after the show. Since their clothes were relatively homogeneous, I couldn't see anything special. "

He paced back and forth on the stage: "But after two comparisons, I found that the man and woman I communicated with on Friday night were also in that group of people the day before!"

Qiong's eyes widened: "You mean, the same two people went to Hall 4 where our academy rehearsed on Thursday and Hall 1 where you experienced on Friday?"

"Yes, they wear formal suits with higher collars."

"Maybe they are the instigators?" Joan asked, "Caron, do you want to follow this characteristic and investigate the classmates who have been at the scene? Maybe we can provide the police with more valuable clues and find them out. Woolen cloth!"

Fan Ning thought for a moment.

He decided from now on to give Joan the same complete trust as Sheeran in this incident.

So he fully described the scene he just saw, and then recounted what he actually saw that night, except for the time travel.

Joan drew circles around her hair with her fingers while listening to Fanning's story.

"So, these two people died directly at the scene? And you suspect it was related to you?"

"Yes." Fanning nodded.

At first he was a little depressed because it was pitch black and he still couldn't see what happened before and after the crossing.

But then he saw the white light and flash in the darkness.

He suddenly realized that the human silhouette on the stage was not necessarily a schoolmate.

So the motivation for these two people to go on stage was not necessarily to exchange music.

So these two people were not necessarily "victims".

He also suddenly understood why everyone only heard about the death of two classmates in the rumors in the school - because the disappearance of these two people in the world did not happen around their classmates, nor was it the kind of horrifying suicide, and the police could easily control the news.

These two people first used some means on the two classmates, causing them to go crazy and commit suicide the next day.

And when they repeated the same trick on themselves the next day,

the white light flashed in the darkness and he woke up intact and two human silhouettes appeared on the stage.

All signs indicate that these two people did not achieve their goal.

As for Anton's suicide after leaving the scene, it had nothing to do with these two people, at least not directly related to that night - judging from the teacher's diary, his mental state had been wrong for a long time.

"For some reason, both scenes ended in darkness, as if the lights were off, but the above process conjecture is the most likely one I think."

Fanning finished analyzing to Sheeran and Joan.

In his heart, he was thinking, were these two people "killed" by him accidentally? Because of time travel? Or because of the key to the art gallery? Or both?

Joan's pretty face was a little tired, she patted her mouth: "So our investigation has moved forward a step, and it is clearer."

"That's right." Fanning nodded slightly, "The next question is two, who are these two people, and what is their original purpose."

Joan yawned and said: "From my experience, such questions are often as long as one of them can be figured out, the other will be easily brought out."

"Joan, thank you for your help, it's late today, I see you can't open your eyes, go home first."

"You're welcome, Carloen, I ate too much of your pastries, I'm sleepy."

Joan stretched out her hands and propped up her eyes cutely.

"Joan, the auction tomorrow night, I'll see you at the school gate after class in the afternoon."

A row of weak gas lamps were lit downstairs of the Conservatory of Music, and Joan's family private carriage had been waiting for a long time.

Fanning lifted the curtain, symbolically put his hand on Joan's fair and slender arm, and helped her into the carriage.

He watched the carriage go away with his cane, watching Sheeran and Joan wave goodbye to each other, wondering if today's clues would be related to Sheeran's attack that night.

The two walked on the campus at night, and some random thoughts from the rehearsal flashed through their minds again, and Fanning sighed slightly.

If he hadn't found any connection with his previous life, maybe one day, he could accept everything in this world with peace of mind and put the time travel incident behind him as a completely unknowable event.

But he found the music fragments and the paintings in the art gallery... Those inexplicable connections with his previous life made him feel like an uneasy passerby, not knowing what tomorrow would be like, and where the ending would go.

I hope the risks around Sheeran will be eliminated as soon as possible. It's not good for me to live in the little girl's house all day like this.

The next direction of investigation, if you choose to be more radical, you may get some information by participating in the "Sylvia" party mentioned by the gray-clothed people; if you are conservative, you will wait for the team of the Guidance School to return from investigating the mysterious incident in the South Wharf area.

Let's see what happens.

"Carlon, are you in a bad mood?"

"No, I'm a little sleepy too."

The two went home and washed up. Fanning continued to give instructions to Shilan before saying goodnight to each other as he did the last few times.

It should be possible to resume the exploration of Yiyong today.

He planned to study the key to the art gallery and the church pointed to by the signpost of the Lord of Witnesses "Endless Fugue".