"Master Fan Ning, the working style of our office is a concentrated expression of the leader's will and principles. It is absolutely consistent and has never changed. What may change is the perception of the outside world. Of course, that is uncontrollable and unimportant."
"As for the surprise and confusion you just expressed about our 'consultation proposal'. In fact, the opinions and feelings of most people in the world are trivial and insignificant. The responsibility of the Special Patrol Office is to steer the mysterious side of the world.
The direction of the process is not a psychological consultation or humanistic care institution. It has no obligation to have one-to-one communication with many ordinary individuals-including you in the past-but the current Master Fan Ning is definitely not among them. We should have a good chat.
Chatting, the first real communication, you can try to explore more topics."
Regarding Fan Ning's attitude when he first came up and the retelling of the "early morning interview" three years ago, Lasus had no emotional fluctuations.
After he explained slowly, he motioned to Salman to take the investigation report back:
"What about, say, Vincent Van Nin?"
When Fan Ning heard this, the sharpness in his eyes flashed away. He didn't hide any expression, so the other party could easily catch it.
"I know what you want to ask." Lasus smiled.
"Um?"
"Vincent's disappearance was either a complete death or a difficult situation. If it was the latter, he must have fallen into some incomprehensible depth in the abnormality zone. In fact, you should have already experienced the above joints.
It is inferred that it is almost the same."
"In fact, Master Fan Ning should have been a high-level disciple of the Special Inspection Office since he was a child, and an outstanding investigator in the future. But now, looking back many years later, the process of things has already deviated from the original direction, and the relationship between them has become
It's so subtle, I'm afraid even our previous generation has never thought of it." Lassus' inexplicable smile formed a contrast with the sinister expression on Owen's face next to him.
He took out a thick investigation file from the drawer and opened it: "Vincent Van Ning, once in the Special Patrol Office, his code name was 'Fractalist', and his pseudonym was 'Leon Leila', 890
After surviving the aberration zone and returning in 2000, we lost contact with the organization. It was not until around 912 that we gradually determined that a folk artist named Vincent in Ufranser might be the 'fractal master', and it was not long before he
It’s been 3 years since I disappeared.”
"Judging from the later traces of his whereabouts, Vincent, who escaped from the Abnormal Zone, opened a Turner Art Museum and began to have a strong interest in the seven-year Harvest Art Festival."
"He relentlessly used the cyclical fluctuations in the abnormal zone to collect some abnormal pigments from the damaged skin of the world to create his mystical paintings. However, his progress did not meet expectations, and this kind of person who often swims on the edge of the abyss
The act of pursuing dangerous knowledge also caused him to encounter an accident sooner or later during the 39th Harvest Art Festival in 909."
"It's similar to He Meng and Gang's situation."
Lassus said this and quickly closed the file.
"!!"
The inadvertent turn in the narrative content caused Fan Ning to narrow his eyes slightly, facing his meaningful expression.
My heart was filled with huge waves.
The father's situation is similar to that of He Meng and Gang. So where is he still "trapped"? Isn't he already dead?
And were they found out that he directly or indirectly killed two Insighters in the "Disintegration Field"? No, the "similar situation" mentioned by this person may refer to "the kind of helplessness"
The situation is similar for understanding the state after death.
He recalled the situation in the box set of mime "Silence!" that he and Sheeran watched.
"Fan Ning, you're not going to keep pretending, are you?" Owen, who had been silent until now, finally snorted, "When we met in the concert hall last night, you were still saying hello to He Meng and Gang. Your
The acting is a bit too poor."
"Irving, you're not going to continue to surprise people from time to time, are you?" Fan Ning picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip, then smiled and shook his head, "I personally don't care about the cumbersome etiquette, but your addressing habits, you
It is best to behave politely when you are outside. I would like to remind you that if a chief inspector of the Special Inspection Department is drowned in saliva, that kind of death will not be dignified.
"
"you--"
After hearing Fan Ning's unhurried, sarcastic and inexplicably threatening words, Irving wanted to shoot the case and draw his gun.
"Okay, okay."
Lassius acted very quickly to stop him, and even this time directly used his higher spiritual influence to prevent Owen from making any further inappropriate behavior.
"Our colleague who is studying 'Jhin' can sometimes lose control of his emotions. But Master Fan Ning, you have indeed known about the deaths of He Meng and Gang, right?"
This old fox, Fan Ning thought to himself.
"I saw "Silence!" from the Guidance School a few days ago." He smiled and leaned back in his seat, "You know, the news about He Meng and Gang is one of my concerns. Frankly speaking from personal perspective
From a different perspective, I'm very concerned about whether they are dead or not."
"Our office is still investigating the causes and consequences of the original mission." Lassus looked at Fan Ning with a meaningful look, "Of course, the reason for mentioning this topic just now is because Vincent may have encountered someone with whom he was involved.
For similar incidents, we should currently have more clues than you, and our investigation methods should be stronger than yours. If you are concerned about his whereabouts or life and death, you can go on a trip with us after the Harvest Art Festival."
"Again, in the form of 'official document'?"
Fan Ning seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"What a pity. Judging from my previous experience with you, it was terrible every time. But you refused to accept rejection and insisted on dragging people into the water. Graduation concert incident, Vasius incident, Santa Ramburg subway incident
, the resurrection premiere day incident will not bring any sense of expectation, so we should not make any announcements in advance and let’s talk about it later.”
Lassius was not worried and changed the topic again, took out another slightly thinner document and raised it towards Fan Ning:
"Soliciting opinions on the "Congress Reform Bill", conditional consent, No. 02086, is this your authorization?"
"Reform bill? I haven't handled it." Fan Ning glanced at the document, "Oh, this is Miss Roy's handwriting."
"Expand the proportion of public school enrollment quotas for the middle class and civilians. To attract people to study for degrees at county colleges and the Turner Academy of the Arts, we agree to reduce the annual financial budget of public schools and increase the cultural industry tax rate as replacement." Lasus read the solicitation.
The main words in the opinion are, "Oh, you don't know them yet. At first, I saw that they seemed to be biased towards the common people and the middle class. I thought it was you or the guidance school's instruction. Judging from the official power behind Turner Art Hall, I did a rule of elimination.
That seems to be the meaning of the Bologna School itself.”
"I am not an official knowledgeable person now." Fan Ning said lightly, "Turner Art Hall is not an administrative department of the government. Mr. Lasus, I must emphasize that the participation of extraordinary forces is loose and only in
Maintain cooperation on 'Art for Public Welfare'."
The other party obviously used the topic of the reform bill to dig a hole in the discourse. He was not stupid enough to jump directly into it to admit the "political" or "organized" nature of Turner Art Hall in disguise.
“The official power behind Turner Hall”?
This sentence is actually very sensitive when combined with the current business situation of Turner Art Hall!
You, a chain of theaters, bring together the Guidance School, the Bologna School, the remnants of the Fanghui Temple in the Southern Continent, and all the organizations of the Holy Sun Church. What do you want to do?
With this kind of branching structure corresponding to multi-level grassroots administrative units, any authority will be wary of its purity!
During the years of exile in the Southern Continent and the Western Continent, Fan Ning seriously reminded Roy many times that there are some red lines that must not be stepped on! Art public welfare must only be art public welfare! At least, before it has played a fundamental role in its development process
When things change, you must be clear and transparent in your own mind!
"These suggestions are all good." There was no subtext on Lasus' withered face, and the topic of the reform bill did not change.
Even Fan Ning couldn't guess for a while whether there was any other extended meaning in what he just said.
"Master Fan Ning, you can still continue to make suggestions for modifying the terms of the terms, or discuss many details of later implementation. The introduction of a congressional bill will also affect the subsequent revision of local regulations."
"So, what's the price?" Fan Ning suddenly asked.
"price?"
"Yes, price."
"Master Fan Ning, I don't quite understand what you mean."
"We have been talking for almost 20 minutes." Fan Ning adjusted to a more comfortable position on the sofa, "To sum up, the qualitative report on the events on the premiere day, the positive attitude of the conversation, Vincent's topic, the congressional reform plan
You displayed many products during the consultation, and I tried some of the interesting products.”