When Fan Ning's identity was exposed and murderous intent arose, he had already considered many consequences, but he never thought that this "translator" would be Professor Lorraine Browne from his own music school!
"What's wrong with Carol? Who is he?" Joan asked quickly after seeing Fan Ning's face.
"See for yourself." Fan Ning handed over a business card.
Qiong took it and took a look, then covered her mouth in surprise: "The vice president of your music school?"
"It's the first vice president." Fan Ning corrected.
"Do you know Professor Fabian Browne?" Joan asked.
"It sounds familiar. Let me think of it as the name of a dean." Fan Ning recalled it for a moment and then remembered.
"Well, Professor Fabian Browne is the dean of our School of Literature and History, and he is a brother to Professor Lorraine Browne."
"How do you feel about this dean?"
"He is usually very stern, and I am a bit afraid of him, although there is no occasion for personal contact with him."
"Is that so?" Fan Ning felt that things were getting more and more complicated.
The dean of the School of Literature and History and the first vice-dean of the School of Music happen to be the heads of the two colleges where Qiong and she belong!
"We should call the police first, right?" Joan confirmed again.
"Don't call the police."
"Didn't you just say call the police?"
"I'm talking about the reactions of ordinary people."
"Then what do we do?"
"Go back directly." Fan Ning said calmly.
"??Ah?" Qiong's dark eyes widened.
In the late night alley, there were countless pistol shots, carriages burned to ashes, and the rotten flesh of aberrations everywhere.
Just go back as if nothing happened?
She obviously couldn't understand Fan Ning's plan.
"Qiong, I can do whatever I want, but do you really not know how dangerous your situation is now?" Fan Ning asked.
Seeing the girl's dark eyes staring at him unblinkingly, he sighed and patiently explained: "The investigating party we will face tomorrow morning is not the Special Patrol Office or any other organization, but the Bologna School.
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"I originally thought that the 'translator' was just an unofficial insider, so the few of us who participated in tonight's auction, even if we just called the police normally, we would give confessions as unlucky victims and wait for them to follow the procedures.
There is no problem in asking the Special Patrol Office to intervene.”
"As long as you tell me what you should say, and you don't know what you shouldn't say, it's hard to say what other things can be found out, but most likely they won't find out that you are an informed person, which is not to say that the Special Inspection Office can't find out.
This ability means that they don’t have to fight against you, a freshman girl. It’s just an incident of an aberrant attack caused by a banned person encountered on the street. It’s just their job responsibility.”
"But the person who died now was the first vice-president of the Conservatoire of San Lenia!"
"The Bologna School has lost an informed person inexplicably! And the whole story behind it may not be very glorious! As soon as the Special Patrol Office handed it over according to the procedure, the Bologna School investigated, hey, what a coincidence, all three parties involved were with
Regarding the University of San Lenia, guess what intensity they will use to investigate us? Guess how many messy things related to underground parties will be brought out?
"How likely do you think you are to be found to be an unofficial insider?"
This matter is of no use in guiding the school now!
If the identification is just "accidentally attacked by someone who violated the aberration ban", since the main party is himself, an associate member, he can indeed bypass the Special Patrol Office and let the Guidance School investigate - in fact, if the matter is really that simple, it doesn't matter how you operate it.
, even if he lies down and is taken away by the Special Patrol Office, he will be released.
But the identity of the deceased is the main party involved!
According to the management rules of the Special Patrol Office, the investigative authority on this matter most likely belongs to the Bologna School.
As a student, Joan, all information is transparent to the school, and it is inevitable that it will enter their field of vision. It is just a question of "how much attention it will attract."
Seeing Qiong nodding seriously, but still looking vaguely understanding, Fan Ning finally said: "Anyway, just remember that today's events have nothing to do with you from now on."
"What about you?"
"You don't have to worry about me."
"But I'm worried about you."
Fanning paused for a few seconds and asked uneasily: "Tell me first, what does 'it has nothing to do with you' mean?"
Qiong said softly: "It's just that I don't know anything."
Fan Ning emphasized: "Remember, 'it has nothing to do with you' means, first of all, the whole story of how Professor Browne turned into a monster has nothing to do with you, and you don't know why he came to you. Secondly, what happened to the monster in the end?"
You can’t remember the solution clearly, the revolver is mine. The last thing is, why you didn’t call the police and left directly after the accident tonight has nothing to do with you. It was a unilateral decision made by me and I didn’t let you go to the police.”
"oh"
Starting tomorrow, the Conservatory of Music will definitely explode. He tacitly acknowledged that the Bologna School would investigate this matter with all its might.
With Fan Ning's cautious temperament, he can accept the risk of Joan being found out to be 1%, but he can't accept it as long as it exceeds 10%!
In order to avoid risks, he decided not to play his cards according to the routine.
He planned to use himself to attract the attention of the Bologna School and behave as outrageously as possible, starting with running away without calling the police.
Don't you understand? That's right.
Well, and after knowing the identity of the "translator", I have another purpose for doing this...
"Caron."
"What's wrong?"
"Thank you for today." Qiong stretched out her fingers to wrap around the ends of her hair and quickly lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.
"There's nothing to blame yourself for," Fan Ning said, "But shouldn't you have a good chat with me about yourself now?"
"Yes." Qiong raised her little face and looked at Fan Ning, "But I, I, I don't know where to start talking to you."
"Why don't you ask me if I'm okay? I'll tell you whatever you ask..."
In the alley late at night, the two of them were walking slowly side by side. In the distance was another carriage parked on the outer street.
"Why do you need so much radiant spiritual liquid?" Fan Ning asked.
"I collect spiritual liquid everywhere to save a friend."
"partner?"
"Well, it's called purple bean cake."
"So this is what the codename you gave yourself means?" Fan Ning laughed dumbly, "The word you used was 'it', so what kind of partner is this? Your pet? An extraordinary creature?"
There is indeed a concept of extraordinary creatures in this world, similar to the wise among humans.
Animals also dream. In theory, when they roam the astral world, there is the possibility of tearing off the edges and entering the migration.
Some cryptic documents vaguely mention that before the third history, the status of human beings was humble, and the continent was dominated by extraordinary ancient creatures. Many popular commercial novels today like to use this legend as a basis to create some fantasy elements and integrate them into the plot.
But judging from the current situation, the inspiration of animals is far less than that of humans. The existence of extraordinary creatures is extremely rare. Many of them are the artificial results of knowledgeable people-for the purpose of experiments, animals are allowed to take certain elixirs, or participate in
to certain mystical rituals to change the nature of their astral bodies.
"No, Purple Bean Cake is not an extraordinary animal. In fact, it is difficult for me to understand what state it is in. If I have to use such a similar name, it should be called: Yiyong Creature." Qiong said.
"Moving creatures?" Fan Ning was a little surprised.
"In other words, it does not exist in the waking world? This is indeed difficult to understand."