musicians of old

Chapter 629 Three Small Things

"Are you threatening me?"

Fanning's eyes suddenly fixed on Owen.

Some kind of invisible "arrow" with a fanatical force seemed to pierce directly into the latter's head!

A large golden "filter" covered Owen's vision, and the whole world was bright. It took a full second for the spots and ripples to peel off from his retina, while his mind was still buzzing.

This Fanning, he must have been promoted to the Enlightened One! Owen was horrified.

  Laxus was equally shocked and puzzled by the reaction of his colleagues after being affected. But the key is, how did Fanning get the key when the ascent path was controlled by the "phantom"? There may even be more than one key. Did he kill other Aurorae?

What secrets did he have during his disappearance? Could it be that there are other opportunities in that haunted place called the Abnormal Zone?

"Sir Owen, what you just said was really ridiculous. Your logic has fooled you, hasn't it?"

Fanning laughed loudly at this time.

"Well, now that there is a threat of contamination, why don't you spread the word? Why didn't you spread the word sooner?"

"Is it because the research results have just been released? Or do you value my talent?"

"Or I guess, maybe it's because the quality of the 'normal pillars' that your discussion group has developed is too poor and insufficient, so you need to use these 'abnormal pillars' that I created to make up for the emergency?"

The other party was speechless for a moment.

"Good and bad people are on the same stage, singing the same tune. It's very interesting. I suddenly remembered that three years ago, when we had a talk about the 'qualification for the first performance of the graduation concert' and the 'issue of Miss Joan Nissimmee joining the organization', your words were 'No one in the Special Patrol Office wants to exchange with you, this is not your qualification'. At the scene of the 'phantom' incident in the concert hall, the advice given to me was 'Question less, listen more to the arrangements, no need to explain' - oh, the person who said these words is just a small investigator, which also shows a certain internal consistency of your organization. Today is the beginning of the old habits. Okay, I see there are a lot of pens and papers on this table."

"I've always been curious. After all the vicious and mysterious events, especially the 'Carnival' incident in the southern continent, what is the credibility of your authorities now? Come, Owen, I'll watch you write the communiqué tonight."

"Okay, Master Fanning." Laxus hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "Owen's temper is easily excited, but his original intention to promote the effectiveness of the conversation has not changed. Our statement about 'the pledge of allegiance' just now was also based on the objective and realistic perspective of 'smart people chatting', looking for possible growth points of trust between us."

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"The remains of the God of the Artifact involve various interests and complex variables, so it is definitely impossible to determine it with just one conversation, but our attitude on this matter has been conveyed. Master Fanning, there is one thing you can imagine even if I don't say it. The person who reaches the top in art in the future must be a partner of the Special Patrol Office. On the other hand, the Special Patrol Office will not allow an enemy to reach the top in the future. This identity involves too many things, and its significance in mysticism is far greater than you can imagine. If you really have any intentions for the upcoming Harvest Art Festival, this issue is worth considering."

".Change people." Fan Ning's face showed fatigue, and he finally collapsed behind the sofa. "Putting aside my own mental state, don't you have any awareness at all?. My meaning just now was very clear. Your communication level is really too fucking low."

He glanced at Owen, who was on the verge of a complete explosion. "You don't have to keep this expression on your face. 'Fanning, do you know where you are now?' Damn it, I almost guessed what outrageous remarks you were going to say. Similarly, 'No one in the Special Patrol Office wants to make an exchange with you. This is not your qualification.' Such words are outdated. Do you understand? The ones who are not qualified to talk now are you, the two of you!"

Such words made the always smooth and prudent Laxus' face change, but Fanning still said calmly: "Look, the matter is said to be so important, so send someone who can speak out. Oh, yes, don't use high-sounding words such as 'cooperation'."

Owen clenched his right fist for a long time, the muscles on his arm bulged, and a certain foreseen image of a punch hitting the table had already appeared in his mind, but at this moment, a lazy voice floated from outside the door:

"'Cooperation' is really not the right word." A huddled-up man in grey casual clothes appeared next to the glass door, pushing a wheelchair.

"Mr. Wax." "Mr. Wax"

The three of them hurriedly stood up to greet him. The hostility in Owen's eyes subsided, and Salman stood up and quickly walked to the water station, as if he wanted to pour tea for the man in the wheelchair.

The moment Fan Ning turned his head to look at the person who came, he felt as if he was dazzled.

"Master Fanning, I wonder if I am qualified?"

The room was twisting, the seating arrangement opposite had changed slightly, and Mr. Wax, who was in a wheelchair, had moved to the main seat.

"Haha, Master Fanning, today should be the first time we meet, but I have some interesting feelings. I always feel like this is not the first time we meet."

Until this moment, Fanning finally felt a real sense of threat. This sense of threat was a physiological reaction, and was not affected by his "cognition" or "wisdom".

Even though he knew that the Special Patrol Office would not be willing to completely turn against him at this juncture, he clearly sensed the absolute gap between himself and the Order Enforcers. Although he was a self-created key holder of the third level of Profound Knowledge, if this Mr. Wax insisted on keeping him, the possibility of escape would be very slim.

This is not the Southland, this is the headquarters of the Special Patrol Department!

"That thank you was sent by you, right?" Fanning kept his expression unchanged.

"To thank you and your career," said Mr. Wax.

"Normally, the authorities should pay close attention to this kind of cinema system, and have a love-hate relationship with it," Fan Ning responded calmly.

"No, Master Fanning, please be confident." Mr. Wax raised the half of his face covered by his felt hat, "The authorities must love it more than they hate it, otherwise, it would not be able to survive."

".Thanks are necessary. The value of so many "Ges" and a platform that can be expected to continue to create so many "Ges" is difficult to measure. Many colleagues also wonder, what kind of mental journey did the founder of Turner Cinemas have to complete this series of achievements?"

"It's not really an achievement." Fanning thought for a moment and said, "It's just a series of things I accomplished for my personal ideals. It has nothing to do with politics, and mystery is not the primary concern."

"You see, the word 'achievement' is obviously better." Mr. La snapped his fingers and praised, "If we want to be more presentable, we can say 'mutual achievement'. If we are more honest, we can say 'exchange' or 'utilization'. In short, they are all more advanced than 'cooperation'."

He then said seriously: "Master Fanning, I am meeting with you today on behalf of the organization. For now, there are only three small matters——"

"I will answer one of your questions, tell you something that needs to be told to you, and ask you one more question. Then, you can leave."