After pulling Fan Ning back, Qiong's expression instantly exploded when she faced the Special Patrol Office, and she gritted her teeth in her tone:
"You despicable guys, you clearly know what the so-called 'suppression' is, and you clearly know the consequences of his doing so, but you force him to solve the problem of the 'Crack Chrysalis' that is an evil god that your authorities are primarily responsible for.
It has nothing to do with him at all!”
"Why did Vincent choose to locate the art museum here? Didn't he have some idea in his mind?" Hewen Davis smiled indifferently, "There is no need to force the matter. Fan Ning directs, the initiative lies with you.
The choice is yours, and the safety of Turner Hall's guests, musicians and staff rests in your hands."
He found that He Meng, a senior veteran, had made extremely thorough analysis of the situation.
If Fan Ning chooses to continue wasting like this, until the progress completely deteriorates
Although the task of containing the remains of the "Fountain in the Painting" can only be discussed at another date, another more difficult and unclear problem has been solved.
That is the question of the authorities’ characterization of Fan Ning in the subsequent incident report!
Once something involves the field of art, it will become extremely sensitive. From the extraordinary world to the art world, from the political world to a wider range of people from all walks of life, everyone will focus on every detail and scrutinize it!
Not to mention the great artists of the "Lion Forging" level, as for the famous artists or young artists such as "The Blade Bearer" or "The Groom", any matters or decisions must be reported directly to the Special Inspection Department Headquarters for approval, and the regulations
The entire process will be disclosed to each discussion group member unit.
For an artist of Fan Ning's level, he has been thinking about whether he can perform "Second Symphony" for a long time.
The answer is that since there is no problem, it has to be approved and the performance cannot be allowed. No one has the right to interfere with the development of the art industry, not to mention that the Special Inspection Office of the unit headed by the discussion group leader has the overall responsibility for it.
The "Second Symphony" can be performed, as can other repertoire, and the old symphony orchestra must be an undisputed cultural treasure of the empire.
Just taking Fan Ning away after weighing the pros and cons will require a huge cost and mental effort to explain to the extraordinary world and all walks of life.
But what if the entire Turner Hall was later destroyed by the power of the Split Chrysalis?
It was a trouble, a big trouble, but for Fan Ning, this more difficult problem, it became easily solved.
So Owen, with all kinds of thoughts flashing through his mind, continued to say: "Don't be patient with me, that thing has really deteriorated completely, and we still have time to escape and call for help. But if the great Fan Ning directs, worshiping the evil god will cause special consequences.
The Art Hall was destroyed, and the Special Inspection Department had to spend a lot of money to reduce casualties and clean up the mess for you, the backbone of the evil organization. This is also an unnecessary cost, right?"
"You are so shameless!"
Qiong's small figure was suspended in the air. Hearing this, he became furious: "For your own shelter interests, you used a matter of responsibility of the authorities to force others to make sacrifices, and you also threatened to frame the evil god pollution on others. Last time I
To encounter such a disgusting thing is the graduation concert incident. It is truly the original cast. You guys are simply shameless to the extreme!!!"
The purple invisible door flickered significantly faster than before.
Cracks have begun to appear on the six walls of the restaurant, and an increasingly uneasy atmosphere seeps out of them.
"I'll take action, you can take care of me, then I'll solve the problem, call it a day and go back, okay?"
The foul-smelling mucus had flowed to the soles of Fan Ning's shoes, and he repeated calmly again.
"Carolen, don't mess around!" Joan was really frightened and trembled. "If they want to use it, let them use it. I want to see if they dare to stay here!" she said.
The conditional logic was obviously inconsistent, and his voice gradually became lower and slower, but became more and more panicked, ". Let's solve this problem ourselves, okay? I promise you that we will definitely come up with an idea."
He Meng replied coldly: "It was like this before, but now there is one more thing."
Fan Ning raised his eyebrows and was about to ask subconsciously——
Qiong made up her mind and floated forward, directly lifting the small wooden box in her hand.
"In exchange for the remains of the 'Hidden Light', you let him leave through the turnaround passage first." She spoke word by word, then bit her lips and stared at the other person.
"Don't mess around!" Fan Ning was shocked. He had just learned the importance of the 'Hidden Light' to Qiong.
"Don't imitate me." The girl turned back and glared at him.
"This 'Miss Purple Bean Cake' is really considerate and mentioned the things that need to be mentioned before me." He Meng stroked the handle of his cane and laughed softly.
He estimated the time and determined that the turnaround point on the hill behind Turner Art Hall and Norma Gunn's personnel arrangements should be almost ready.
"In this operation of the Special Patrol Office, the 'Hidden Lamp' is also one of the mission targets. You ask 'Miss Purple Bean Cake' to hand over her remains, and then cooperate with us to contain the 'Fountain in the Painting'. You decide the order."
, then you can leave."
"???" After hearing this, Qiong felt like her brain was short-circuited.
Her whole body was suspended in mid-air, dumbfounded.
Fan Ning laughed angrily on the spot.
"You only want two things, this and that?"
"I'm just a musician, elegant but poor in words"
He was choked and coughed violently. It took him a long time before he spoke again:
"I've never seen anyone as shameless as you two."
"Be careful what you say!" Salman and his two colleagues beside him glared at each other.
The "Purple Bean Cake Lady" also spoke very fiercely just now, but her strength is not inferior to that of Inspector Owen. These senior investigators have never seen a knowledgeable person dare to point their noses and curse like this until now.
Of the Knower!
Fan Ning ignored everyone's reaction. He raised his head to the sky, as if he felt something, then closed his eyes and opened them again.
The scene of "Twilight and Wall on the Mountain Top" was quickly outlined in front of my eyes again.
This time he not only held the anchor point of the "candle" color, but also controlled the invisible thread of inspiration, directly pulling the picture into his body!
The spiritual qualities were already quite compatible without much effort.
"boom!--"
Outside, the twilight on the walls of the giant triangular building began to fade. The withered grass and trees on the huge platform were messy and floating like copper wires, and the green stone pillars in the distance of the secret realm, which looked like mountains but not mountains, all began to dissolve and collapse.
This painting was originally sublimated into this space and filled everywhere in the form of moving matter. At this time, he felt violent energy, gathering from all directions in the entire moving secret realm!
Everyone felt it.
"You!?" Qiong felt her head buzzing for a moment.
Fan Ning's skin and pores began to exude a strange light, but as he sensed the climax of a certain feat in the distance, the strange confidence in his heart became stronger and stronger.
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion." He smiled at Qiong, but he had no time to explain anything at this time, and his mind quickly began to draw the second to fifth paintings.
"What sense of propriety do you have? I shouldn't believe you! I will never believe you again!!!"
Big fluorescent tears fell from the girl's eyes. She wanted to get closer to pull Fan Ning, but when she got too close, she felt an invisible energy field blocking her. As the pull progressed, his clothes
The normal texture of the skin has begun to melt away, and the whole person has turned into lines of colors similar to mine!
"Quickly, perform the secret ritual!" Owen's eyes lit up and he jumped up from his seat.
After venting your emotions, don’t you still have to compromise?
This is because he wanted to die trying to clean up his stall, and he can't blame anyone else.
As the saying goes, the Special Inspection Department's containment of the "Fountain in the Painting" is to control pollution, and taking Fan Ning away predictably is also to control pollution. Dealing with the problem of "Split Chrysalis" is also a big trouble, but the trouble is only that.
It’s one piece, and in this way, it is much easier to give an “explanation” to all walks of life.
At the very least, the "self-examination report" that needs to be published is not so brain-consuming to write.
Yellow, purple, blue, silver, and gray are just like the colors of the profound ink on Oak Ridge's diary. They use the same combination to outline Fan Ning's figure today, and the skin and clothes filling it are already boiling like bubbles.
On the walls of the giant building, some of the dense pipes that proliferate and bulge like cochlea begin to fade and shrink towards the top attic.
“She is covered with candied fruit, she is sweet and fat, she is ever-energizing… Our worshipers write riddles on berries and grains, lay and maintain the spells of manure and acorns to dissolve blight and accommodate new life,
The steps and echoes of the earth are one of the solutions, and what follows is the secret teaching of metaphorical fertility..."
He Meng recited the invisible power of "Qingkou Tree", the source god of the world, and the strange and wide leaf-like ritual vessel floated up. The lines of the secret ritual talisman were scattered and reorganized, turning into the curves of a woman's body.
with spreading branches.
"Commander Fan Ning, thank you very much for your dual contributions to art and extraordinary careers." Owen smiled indifferently and floated into the altar. The three investigators also took their places.
They felt a difficult obstacle, which was the invisible confrontation from the five colors, which were more closely related to Fan Ning's spirituality.
But the traction of the secret ritual has caused dense sounds like the cracking of egg sheaths to start coming from behind the attic door, as if something was being forcibly hooked out of the squirming flesh.
"Try to make a fool of yourself." Fan Ning uttered something that no one could understand.
The sixth painting is outlined in front of the eyes and drawn into the body.
"Green Night"!
"What's going on?" Owen was shocked. He suddenly felt several invisible forces of resistance and was stagnant.
"This man is crazy! Hurry! Take the spiritual expansion elixir! Increase the level of prayer and sacrifice!" He Meng shouted.
Fanning not only drew the color anchors of Vincent's five paintings into his body one after another.
In order to seek maximum control and cutting, he also combined Cumier's ordinary rework with the impression of observing the night sky, using the color of "cocoon" as the sixth anchor point, and nailed it into his own body!
Although it is not as effective as self-directed sublimation, it can instantly reverse the opponent's weak advantage.
Several people at the altar quickly drank the elixir and then recited prayers silently. The veins on their necks and arms had begun to squirm.
"it's useless."
Fan Ning shook his head and smiled.
"Actually, I'm not interested at all."
The "Painful Room", in which he was not familiar with the details at all and only had the impression of blood and pleasure in Mohu, was also forcibly imagined by him!
In the past, he only "grabbed" five-sevenths, and he had taken the initiative for a short time. Now with such an extreme operation, he didn't care whether "Miss Crimson" would take advantage of it! At most, it would be a little contaminated.
Have you received too little pollution?
"The main thing is that I don't know what the 'Fountain in the Painting' can be used for. Although you people are very unpleasant, you can take away this powerful source of pollution if you like. It can be regarded as a favor and eliminated.
Hidden danger"
Qiong felt that something had stuck in her throat, and she watched all this with tears in her eyes.
Fan Ning's expression was still smiling.
"But since you don't want to show off and want this and that, then just don't ask for anything and go out empty-handed."
The "gel membrane" on his wrist has been deeply cut into the flesh.
"Crazy... this person is crazy..." Several people in the altar were shaking violently, with bright red blood beads oozing on their faces, but they found that the traction of the "Leaves of the Qingkou Tree" was getting out faster and faster
…
I saw Fan Ning's body burning with intense seven-color flames, passing directly through the purple door.
The body that disintegrated into only part of the spirit body was thrown into the cracked stone door of the attic like nothing!
…
"Boom card!"
The weather in midsummer is unpredictable. It was sunny in Ufranser this morning, but in the afternoon, heavy lead-black clouds gradually piled into the sky.
As lightning pierced the curtain, large raindrops began to fall, the city's dirty water flowed, pedestrians scurried about in confusion, and stains of soot and dust splashed into gray flowers in various low places.
But the scene in the sanatorium room seems to never change. The smell of disinfectant, pale sheets and clothes, the boiling milk bottle, everything is old and cramped.
"It's almost six o'clock, I have to go back to work."
"Mrs. Olga, our task today is to advise you to take care of Mr. Kaplan with peace of mind."
"Thank you three for your kindness. However, as the person in charge of administration, I have not been to my office for more than ten days on such an important day."
"Director Fan Ning has already explained that it depends on Mr. Kaplan's personal arrangements whether he is taking a rest or attending a concert. You can just stay with him."
Early this morning, three colleagues from Turner Art Hall came to the door of the nursing home. It is said that Fan Ning had told them to come over half a month ago.
They weren't blocking her or anything, but they were sitting at the door trying to persuade Olga not to return to work early.
There is no need for her to help with matters related to the premiere.
The two sides were in a "stalemate" for most of the day, and they had three meals here.
Until the sky turns dark and heavy rain falls.
"I'll leave to listen later."
The two sides were still pulling at each other, when suddenly a weak but clear voice came from the room:
"Call Professor Fan Ning for me. I promised him last time. I'll tell him first."