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"The Lord of Witness' Calamity' correlates concepts such as probability, causality, and connection. If Poglirich obtains her wreckage, might it reveal clues to the wreckage of other gods of origin?"

Poethus Hotel, on the soft sofa in the guest room, Fan Ning wrote out the key words of the message while reading, and then looked up: "Did you come up with this message after you made a clear inquiry?"

"Of course I won't do that." Sheeran said on the side, "After she mentioned the word 'Gate of No Light', I just followed the context of colleagues exchanging their work progress, and mentioned accordingly. Under the 'Gate of Coincidence'."

"So it's a piece of information that they already knew by default." Fan Ning thought, "Well, it doesn't matter to me whether Poglirich can get the 'disaster', but those few conversations are enough to make 'West The probability that Sylvia is an informant for the Special Patrol Agency has changed from [-] to [-]% to [-]%."

He scribbled on the paper again, piecing together the other part of the conversation Sheeran heard and the information from his own perspective.

"Graham said that the number of people who have participated in the elixir experiments has exceeded [-]. This number is ten times more than President McAdam's grasp."

"Sylvia asked to increase the safety inspections of large-scale industrial enterprises, and resolutely prevent production accidents." Fan Ning sorted out here, with a strange tone, "Why does this sound like what a normal special inspection officer said? Woolen cloth."

I always feel that I am not used to them doing or talking about people.

"There is another word here, which appeared in the conversation between the perfumer and Sylvia," Sheeran recalled, "it's not an uncommon word, but it's a bit confusing. So, 'probability accumulation' seems to be such a suggestion." Law."

"Probability accumulation?" Fan Ning pondered the word for a while, and he suddenly recalled the content of Inspector Norma Gunn's report to Poglerich during the dream meeting of the Special Inspection Office.

The Transcendence Club instigates industrial workers and middle managers to be careless and derelict in the production process, but they don’t want to see accidents in factories?
Among the clues, Fan Ning felt as if he had vaguely captured some key point.

The opposite event of "hidden dangers in production are not dangerous" is "an unfortunate accident with a small probability".

"Could it be that the key to the 'Gate of Coincidence' needs to create a huge accident in which the number of deaths exceeds a certain limit." Fan Ning slowly made a guess.

"And they have a way to accumulate potential low-probability events that 'could happen but did not happen'?" Sheeran immediately agreed.

But how should we deal with this?
Fan Ning paced around the guest room, went through all the details in his mind again, and suddenly said: "No. There is something wrong"

"Why did Sylvia know the clues to the key to the 'Gate of Coincidence'? She also assigned the task to the two secret organizations of the Harmonization School and the Transcendence Club?"

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Sheeran wondered, "The Special Patrol Agency arranged for informants to use secret organizations in the underground world for this purpose. When Sylvia chatted with me, it was obvious that she By accompanying these lunatics, I hope that Mr. Poglierige can get the wreckage of the 'Catastrophe' smoothly."

...

"But the top executives of the Special Patrol Office, even Poglirich himself don't know this key?"

Fan Ning remembered very clearly that in the United Dreams meeting, not only did they have no clue about the key, but they were also not sure whether the recent movements of the two secretive organizations were "separate actions" or "connected".

Who is playing?Or deliberately misleading people?
If he wanted to choose a correct anchor point for reference among a large amount of contradictory information, he would definitely choose the Dream Conference of the Special Patrol Office. Those who have dawned are beyond reach.

If even the meeting chaired by the discussion group leader is not credible, or if someone can hide it from him, then with my current cognitive ability, there is nothing I can judge.

"But Sylvia is not an informant of the Special Patrol Office, who could it be? What does she want to do?" Sheeran asked.

Fan Ning's tone was confused: "This is really puzzling. Judging from her conversation and actions with a colleague of the Special Patrol Office, I don't think there is any information that cannot be connected. man put on his cloak before coming up"

"The interest motives of the special patrol hall in the previous graduation concert incident can also be matched, and she is clear about Vassius and us entering the town of Watznai."

"If it's a fake, then it's too fake, right?"

"Let's just assume this..." Sheeran tried to analyze, "If her intelligence ability is all-hands-eye, everything is an illusion after learning about it through other channels, but you were accidentally involved in the high-level meeting of the special patrol agency. It is absolutely impossible for her to predict things..."

"So when we got here, there was finally something wrong? Of course, this can also be interpreted far-fetchedly because the Special Patrol Office didn't know the key a few days ago, but it knows it today."

Fan Ning smiled and shook his head: "The secret organization has been doing small things in the imperial capital for a few months,...Well, let's leave this question for now, go back and have an early rest and pack your luggage. I will check out before dawn tomorrow morning. The students are on the bus three hours earlier, and you are going to the Headquarters of the Guidance School to find Sir Viadrin."

Xilan said "hmm", got up and went out, bit her lips before parting and said slowly: "Good night, be careful, I'll wait for your news."

"Don't worry, good night." Fanning smiled at her and closed the door.

At the same time, the paper full of words floated into the ashtray by itself, burning to ashes in an instant.

He whispered to himself: "I can only say that the [-]% judgment made on Sylvia's identity before was a bit hasty, so it's better to be careful."

Doubts are doubts, but Fanning's mentality is very calm.

Because he upholds a simple logic.

If someone is misleading themselves, it must be to make themselves wrong judgments, so that they can be used to do things unconsciously.

And he didn't intend to participate in the competition for the door key or the wreckage of the Qiyuan God at all.

Whatever she wants to do, I just take a mobile phone, what can she do to me?
The next day, at [-]:[-] in the morning, a depressed gentleman in a top hat was sitting in the waiting room, repeatedly looking at his pocket watch with a bored expression.

...

It was Fanning posing as Vassius.

This trip to and from Uvransel was a covert operation, and he did not want any of his colleagues or fans to find him leaving Santa Ramzburg, be it good or bad.

As time permits, he will return to the imperial capital as soon as possible.

There was also an episode last night.

After exchanging good night with Sheeran, he immediately called Luo Yin to inform him about the pollution of Graham, the dean of the Institute of Technology, and the company he was implicated in.

As a result, Luo Yin's response surprised him.

Graham had already been included in the list, and in the past few days the Bologna School and the Police Department jointly seized eleven "Reiladim Chemical Trading Companies".

The recent operations have successively arrested more than a hundred suspicious people, and [-] people were killed in the conflict on the spot, and four people from the police station also died.

In a world without modern information technology and where elixirs come from extraordinary factors, it is really too difficult to control a city of more than [-] million people and prevent its citizens from eating carelessly.

The number of people who participated in the elixir experiment, bewitched by life extension, is like a group of infectious cases surging in the city. Although it is not a tangible threat pointed at their noses, it makes people feel deeply helpless and anxious.

In particular, the "audience" of this thing is mostly concentrated in the middle class or the aristocratic class. The headquarters of the Bologna School has issued an order that all members in the imperial capital are not allowed to leave the city by themselves in the near future, and they will follow the arrangement to investigate pollution.

So whether it is Luo Yin himself, Joan, or other members of the University of Saint Lenia, the tickets are cancelled.

"And the most important thing is that the Special Inspection Office is actually letting this matter go. Their only goal is the door key or the wreckage of the God of Artifacts"

Fan Ning did not choose to inform Luo Yin of this detail for the time being, because it is difficult to clarify the cause and effect of yesterday's party, which is troublesome for both parties.

After going out, he once again experienced the ubiquitous sense of tension. The radio stations and leaflets were overwhelmingly promoting the "Handbook of Pollution Identification and Prevention of the Evil God Organization". The waiting room was almost ten meters away from the police. , as well as fluctuations in the inspiration of those with knowledge at a low level.

"Sir, do you think that the key to preventing the evil god organization lies in the mutual help of the people, so as to timely discover the abnormalities of the friends around you and supervise and report them?"

Fan Ning turned his head and found that there was someone who looked like a reporter interviewing a shoe shiner in the waiting room.

"None of my business?" The laborer said in a friendly, vulgar tone, grinning and wiping his face with his black grease-stained sleeve.

"Uh, do you have any understanding of the common characteristic behaviors and bewitching methods of the evil god organization recently promoted by the empire?"

"Hey, only fools will be deceived, increase lifespan, delay aging. It's not bad to live to be forty years old. Is it too comfortable to live a few more years?"

"You understand well. In addition, the evil god organization will trick people into taking poison in the name of improving their physical functions." The reporter insisted on his own interview direction.

"Improve physical function? Then do heavy work for the boss for a few more years?" A garbage collector next to him asked blankly.

...

Several people exchanged non-speculative words, and there was another dry howl of "ahhhhh" from another direction. A middle-aged man with disheveled clothes was subdued by four policemen and handcuffed. or behavior is suspected.

"Woo-!"

The whistle of the steam train's arrival sounded, and Fanning looked away and started to board the train.

Along the way, he mostly closed his eyes in silence, resting his mind, except to satisfy his hunger with the food he carried with him, and to deal with ticket checks and interrogations again and again.

Fan Ning arrived at Uflandsell Station at about one o'clock in the afternoon. He first hired a carriage and asked him to go to a small craft shop called "Le Motte" in the South Dock area. Their predecessor was a blacksmith shop. The current business scope includes some small customized business of wood, glass or metal moulds.

"I have a friend." A disheveled young man standing in front of the store said, "I ordered a metal cube with a piece of glass twenty days ago."

"What's his name, please?" The clerk flipped through the registration ledger and confirmed to him after finding the corresponding line.

The clerk's tone was unconcerned. Many customers have very strange needs these days. He has seen something more incomprehensible than this customization requirement.

"Dalton."

"The price is 1 pound and 10 shillings, and your friend only paid one-third of the deposit."

"This is the last payment." The young man pressed a gold pound on the table.

"It is recommended to check whether its weight and the dimensions of each part meet the requirements of your friend Mr. Dalton."

A minute later, the young man handed a black object similar to a mobile phone model to "Vassius" in the coffee shop.

"You did a good job. Here is another gold pound. It belongs to you." Fanning looked down at the object.

After dealing with Benjamin more than [-] days ago, in order to cope with such possible actions in the future, Fan Ning customized the mobile phone model substitute in advance.

Generally speaking, the technological level of this steam era can basically meet the requirements for forging and surface treatment of alloy and glass materials.

If the mobile phone users in the previous life held it up and looked at it carefully, they might be able to see that this model is a bit rough, but Fan Ning thinks it is not a problem to give it a score of 90.

Afterwards, he drove to No. 360 Council Street, Pushore District, and walked towards the gray six-story building with the sign of the Police and Security Bureau.

"Good afternoon, sir." The guard at the gate greeted him.

"Is Mr. Salman there?" "Vassius" who was carrying a briefcase asked casually.

"The captain went out early this morning." said the guarding policeman.

Fan Ning responded with a faint nasal voice, and then entered the door.

According to public information within the official organization, Salman, the person in charge of the Uvransell branch, is a high-ranking knowledgeable person of the ninth rank. Although Fan Ning fully considered various emergencies, he could not Dealing with him is the best.

The place has been visited once by herself, and Joan has visited once for her own approval process. In fact, Vassius's office is not far from Benjamin's former office.

The door was locked, and Fanning had no key, but his thread of inspiration ran into the back, and the doorknob inside twisted, and it opened softly.

...

Fan Ning didn't take action immediately, because he didn't know anything about the direction, structure, and entry and exit regulations of the sealing room.

He is going to find the relevant internal documents first in the office.

As the No. [-] man here, Vassius will be managed by no one except Salman, and Fanning re-locked the door.

It is a normal behavior of the boss to close the door temporarily to rest and think, and to refuse other people to come and report on work.

In less than half an hour, he memorized the basic structure of the sealed room, learned its access management system, and learned about some mysterious events Vassius had dealt with this year in some files.

There may still be a lot of confidential information that I don't know that hasn't been recorded in his office, but now my understanding of Vassius' recent work dynamics is definitely a big improvement compared to the previous blank.

But there is a problem.

"What about the water?" Fanning tapped his fingers on the table.

Although I don't know whether what Benjamin said is reliable, at least this drifting bottle must be placed in the water if it wants to float out, and there is a lot of water, which is unmistakable.

But there can't be a river in the Special Patrol Building.

Fanning considered utilizing the water supply and storage system noted in the internal structural drawings.

But this movement is really too big. If invisible force is used, the external steel structures of the large water tanks close to the sealing room will be opened, such as by piercing, twisting or thermal expansion and contraction.
The entire sealing room will be flooded, so I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with the aftermath.

"How to do it?"

After staring at various floor plans or spatial structure diagrams and thinking for a while, Fan Ning suddenly had a weird idea out of helplessness.

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