Fan Ning opened his eyes again and looked at the room.
The candle was extinguished, Benjamin held his pipe, and smoke rings slowly floated out from under his soft felt hat.
"Carolne Van Ning, you can go out now. I wish you good luck."
Okay, now you have passed the level successfully?
What problem didn’t the Special Inspection Office “see”?
What Benjamin just saw were just the details of the memory I wanted him to see?
And no trace of manipulation was noticed?
Thinking back to that day, since they had followed him, at least they had grasped or suspected something "abnormal" about him in some aspects.
But he himself is not clear about this.
This information gap made Fan Ning very uncomfortable, and she always felt a little uneasy.
Is this okay?
Do you want to act a little confused first?
Fan Ning retracted his thoughts and said "Huh?", then looked around and stood up, and then said in a tentative tone:
"Mr. Benjamin, for some reason, a lot of details about the things I encountered before came to light just now..."
Then Fan Ning choked on his saliva again: "I feel very anxious and uneasy right now. Will I be in any danger in the near future? Can you help me?"
"Your mental and physical conditions are fine for the time being." Benjamin said calmly, "If you are worried about risks in the future, you can seek help from Sir Viadrin on your own."
"Thank you. You came up with this conclusion. I feel a lot less stressed." Fan Ning bowed happily and thanked her.
After Fan Ning closed the door, Benjamin asked the older police officer next to him: "Mr. Herman, have you confirmed that Vincent Fan Ning was the 'fractal master' who investigated the abnormal area B-105?"
?”
"There is a 70 to 80 percent chance, sir."
The chief person in charge of the Uflansel Police and Security Department has a very respectful attitude.
"In the past few years, I have been mainly responsible for the investigation work within the scope of Uvranser. At first, hundreds of suspects have been screened out, and Vincent is the key to ranking among the remaining targets.
The reason why we have not yet submitted a formal conclusion to the Special Inspection Office is for the sake of rigor. It will take some time for us to further determine whether there are any abnormalities in the Turner Art Museum."
"This is very interesting." Benjamin's expression under the soft felt hat was half-smiling. "Our people have investigated the Turner Museum of Art three times. Except for the first fragment of the audio series, they found nothing worth noting.
The characterization has always been that it was an ordinary public art venue that closed down due to poor management..."
"Is there really nothing unusual about the research results of the phonetic fragments?" Herman asked.
"We arranged for team members to study different hidden knowledge, and conducted three rounds of cross-examination. After research, we determined that the fragments did not contain special materials, did not involve hidden knowledge, and were not ritual objects. We consulted music experts and found nothing special.
information, and finally we concluded: an ordinary and safe antiquity."
"But considering that Vincent is our main suspect, in order to track down the secret that the 'fractal master' brought out from the B-105 abnormal zone, we are unwilling to give up any promising information sources. Since internal research has yielded no results,
In accordance with the management regulations, we have reduced its control level to the lowest level, hosted it at Prudence Auction House, and kept monitoring its whereabouts for 6 months to see if any scholars who know the goods can research anything after buying it. Of course, we
I don’t have high hopes either.”
"We received the notification of the conclusion you mentioned at that time." Herman nodded, "This is also one of the reasons why our investigation of Vincent has not been finalized for a long time."
"But you know, something happened later. At the University of San Lenia, one after another, we seized it as contraband again."
Benjamin's voice was very deep.
"Especially, a professor died! Although he has been relatively marginalized in recent years, he was at least a composer with a certain social influence. The University of San Lenia is the territory of the Bologna School, and although those old guys dare not show up publicly
He protested, but secretly expressed his dissatisfaction to us several times! This incident caused us to be severely criticized by our boss, who had serious doubts about the investigation, research and decision-making abilities of the members of the Special Patrol Office!"
"So, did you just see something wrong with Carolyn Van Nin?" Herman asked.
Benjamin shook his head slightly.
"There is nothing wrong with him, or his rank is on par with mine or even higher. This is impossible."
He took a deep breath from his pipe: "I have been a solid third-level knowledgeable person for six years, and I am still not sure about climbing to the middle level of the fourth level. Carloen is just a student in school. Even if he has used illegal methods in recent years,
He has been promoted by exploring hidden knowledge methods, and his spirit cannot be upgraded to be similar to mine. Even those magicians or scholars who have incorporated him without the approval of the Special Patrol Office cannot help him achieve this.
Promotion speed.”
"If he had climbed blindly, he would have been 'distorted' or 'lost' long ago."
"That's it." Herman nodded.
"It's just that the two anomalies at the scene are really coincidences?" Benjamin tapped his fingernails on the red table, "That guy likes to use revolvers with burnt grips? The chaotic struggle just broke the glass so much? I
I would rather assume that the forces in the dark have noticed something else."
Herman tried to give advice: "Although the possibility of Carolen coming into contact with taboos is very low, this does not prevent us from temporarily controlling him first."
"This is not helpful to our ultimate goal." Benjamin waved his hand, "What we care about is the 'fractal master', or Vincent, the secret that was brought out from the abnormal zone. However, the Special Patrol Office currently has no control over the sound array.
There is still no progress in the research on the fragments and the museum..."
"Carolon will keep the manuscript of his teacher's phonetic fragments. Even if he knows nothing now, he will slowly begin to explore everything around him."
"He could be the key to our future."
Benjamin's eyes stared for a long time at the empty seat opposite Fan Ning where he had just sat.
"So, what you have to do is to keep a close eye on him." His brows under his soft felt hat furrowed deeply, "Unexpectedly, his teacher also has a personal relationship with the Guidance School, and now the things involved are getting more and more involved.
It's getting more and more chaotic, Mr. Herman, and it's time to test your work skills."
"We will pay attention to the appropriateness, Mr. Benjamin, and I will quickly convey your instructions to all branches." The chief person in charge of the Police Security Department immediately stated his position.
…
The weather in Ufranser has been unusually good these two days.
People were coming and going, Fanning and Sheeran were walking side by side on the Green Peacock Street.
The snow on the roadside reflects the strong light, and the air entering the respiratory tract is still cold, but the parts of the body that are illuminated by the sun are warm.
"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Fan Ning turned around and asked.
"Yes." Xilan nodded seriously and vigorously.
"What do you say."
"Is the number you want me to call a place called Woodpecker Consulting Office?"
"Yes." Fan Ning replied after hesitating for a moment.
Xilan's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a complicated and confused look appeared on her pretty face.
"You met my sister's piano teacher, right?"
"Yes."
Sheeran lowered his head and said: "It has been more than five years since my sister passed away. I was still very young at that time. I just knew the nature of what happened to her. At first I felt lucky that she could be rescued, but later I realized that the ending was still hopeless.
.But no matter what, my father and I are still deeply grateful to Sir Viadrin."
Fan Ning comforted her and said: "This has happened twice, and I won't let it happen a third time."
The two of them walked to No. 90 Green Peacock Street in a bit of silence. Walking along the front left to No. 1 is the main entrance of the University of St. Lenia, and go straight into a narrow street of more than 100 meters, which is the junior college affiliated to the university.
Grammar school gate.
Only then did Fan Ning speak: "Xilan, you have to explain to the teacher today that you are late for half a day."
Sheeran stopped at the crossroads.
"Caron, I still have questions." Her tone returned to its original tone.