Old-time musicians

My boss was seriously injured this time.

The attack that occurred the night before was generally resolved quickly and without any danger. In the end, the unconscious boss was seen being carried into the room by the secretary.

Everyone was shocked and relieved, and their estimation and admiration for Fan Ning's strength also reached a new level.

But the leisurely mood during the second half of the journey was finally disturbed.

Encountering a powerful enemy of unknown origin on the vast high seas, the boss is bedridden, and the others are no longer in the mood to have a party or have a drink. They just pray that they can arrive at the shore safely in the last few days, otherwise this will happen again. I'm afraid the whole boat will have to be thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

Fan Ning did not leave the room for the past few days while recovering from his injuries, but early the next morning he sent someone to ask about the status of several injured people.

The second violinist, Miss Edith, another string player and a music attendant were injured by the collapsing wall. The first two were slightly injured, while the girl in charge of the music was more seriously injured.

Among the few other injured was Marais, the unlucky bearded painter who missed a step and broke his leg while he was hurriedly moving.

Fan Ningjun conveyed his concern.

This makes many people feel more relieved. It seems that Master Fan Ning's mental state is still fine, which is a good thing. Even serious injuries can be recovered slowly, both physically and spiritually.

"Oh, is there anyone alive?" In the resting room, Fan Ning leaned on the soft bed that was shaken up at the top, with a thick blanket covering his abdomen.

"Is it the other leader?" Sheeran was leaning on the end of the bed, with several large pillows behind him and a book spread out on his lap. He turned slightly sideways.

"Yes, no, just crazy." Walter, who came in to report the situation, stood in front of the bed and shook his head.

"This person should be the leader of the secret ceremony of the altar. When the scene was being cleaned, he kept falling to the ground and twitching. The music score scattered aside should have been a ritual instrument."

"Now he is in a state of stupidity most of the time. Occasionally he recites a few poems nervously. His spiritual sense observes that his astral body is abnormally continuous and incandescent. Although he is still alive for the time being, it is obvious that the too strong light has robbed him. The human mind will disappear from everyone’s sight after a while.”

Walter reported here, looked around, lowered his voice, and cautiously confirmed to his boss:

"What should I do with this person now? Nothing more than..."

The second half of his unfinished sentence is very obvious, and it is nothing more than bringing this madman ashore as a "captive" or "controlled attacker", or, let him "die in the battle."

Fan Ning's eyes flashed coldly, he pondered for a while, and then asked:

"Is he confirmed to be an inspector?"

The energy deficiency and fatigue in his voice have not improved.

"It's basically certain." Walter said, "First of all, as the team leader with Owen, this is actually 60% to 70% from the Special Inspection Office and the others. Coupled with some progress we have subsequently verified, although in this vast sea , There is no way to compare it with the files on land, but this person’s facial features and mysterious abilities are most likely to be ‘Junker’, the chief inspector of the Special Inspection Department.” ˆ ˆ ˆ “This Junker is also a musician Scholar and opera singer, he was promoted and re-appointed in the same group of 'potential artists' as Uflansel's supervisor Lassius, and his strength should also be the third level of Shuxiao. However, after his appointment, he was sent to Janus, We have recently been working on liaison work in the Elisha County area, which is the county we will arrive at after docking this time. Therefore, he and Owen may have joined together from the Northern Continent and the Western Continent to lead the interception this time."

Fan Ning looked uncertain as he listened to the report, and continued to tap the desk on the bed with his fingers.

I still can't figure it out.

Are the top brass at the Special Patrol Office crazy?

Although the contradictions have become difficult to return to

Although there have been several contacts since this return, the two sides smiled and hid their swords in each other's faces. The smell of gunpowder was already very strong to insiders. However, according to Fan Ning's judgment of the situation, it is not yet time for a complete showdown. .

Are you not even allowed to go to San Perto?

The combat power of nine Deep Dawners; various targets made in advance against the "Light of First Acquaintance" and "Power of Command"; it was estimated in advance that Fan Ning might have been promoted to a Deep Dawner during his disappearance.

The Special Inspection Office's expectations for this operation are absolutely "crushing", and the deployment of personnel is aimed at making Fan Ning unable to resist!

If Fan Ning hadn't further concealed his strength, especially this "self-created key" that was absolutely impossible to guess, the result would have been...

"Where are the other attackers? Do you understand what's going on?" Fan Ning asked again in a low voice.

Walter said: "In dreams, it is possible for the spirit body to turn into smoke or collapse due to being injured and dissipated, but it is indeed difficult to understand such a situation in the waking world. The knowledgeable people on the ship, We’ve asked everyone, but no one has ever seen anything like this.”

"However, Le has a friend who is a member of the Guidance School, and his divergent thinking later reminded us." Walter said this and exchanged glances with Sheeran who was leaning on the end of the bed.

"It took the Special Inspection Office three years to basically control the doors on the bottom floor of Huita, and we remembered that three years ago, Miss Sheeran and Miss Qiong had studied a book about the Tulungarian Dynasty in the Guidance School Office. secret documents."

"What do you mean?" Fan Ning's heart moved.

"That's right. Phantom man!!" Walter nodded solemnly.

"These imaginary creatures are naturally not as useful as real inspectors, but their spiritual level is indeed at the level of the enlightened. As long as someone leads the team and controls them properly, they can gather terrifying combat power in an instant. In the Special Patrol Office's expectation, if two or three of them are killed, although it is also costly, it is not the same as the high-level personnel trained with great effort, and it will not cause a shock to the organization in terms of social interpersonal relationships."

"Among the nine assassins, except for the Junker who led the team and the dead Owen who was the inspector, the other seven so-called "enlightened" should be the phantoms they created to occupy the "spiritual observation position" of the climbing path!"

"But now. These guys are probably bleeding in their hearts. No matter whether they are inspectors or phantoms, they are all destroyed! Next, just thinking about how to block those climbing paths again in the first place will probably make them lose their footing!"

"Mr. Fanning, so now this crazy Junker, are we..." Walter tried to speak again.

Although Walter was a noble from a noble family in San Perto, and he lived a life of luxury and elegance in his conversations, he was definitely not a soft-hearted person as a core clergyman at the level of a quasi-bishop in the Holy Sun Church who was involved in this mysterious struggle!

He raised his right hand, as if he was conducting a pre-beat, but he made a motion similar to cutting his neck!