musicians of old

Chapter 660 Phantom
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 boss was seen unconscious, being supported and carried into the room by the secretary.

Everyone calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief. Their estimation and admiration for Fan Ning's strength also increased.

But the leisurely mood in the second half of the journey was ultimately ruined.

Encountering a powerful enemy of unknown origin on the vast high seas, the boss was bedridden and the others were no longer in the mood to have a party or a drink. All they could do was pray that they could reach the shore safely in the last few days, otherwise, if something like this happened again, everyone on the ship would be fed to the fish in the sea.

Fan Ning did not leave his room during the days he was recuperating, but he sent someone to inquire about the condition of several injured people early the next morning.

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

Other casualties included Marey, the unfortunate bearded painter who missed a step and broke his leg while trying to move in a hurry.

Fan Ningjun conveyed his concern.

This made many people feel more relieved. It seemed that Master Fanning's mental state was still fine, which was a good thing. Simple serious injuries, both physical and spiritual, could be recovered slowly.

"Oh, there is still someone alive?" In the rest room, Fan Ning leaned on the soft bed with the upper end rocked, with a thick blanket covering his lower abdomen.

"Is it the other leader?" Xilan was leaning on the end of the bed, with several large pillows behind him and a book on his knees. 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 altar secret ceremony. When cleaning the scene, he kept falling to the ground and twitching. The music sheet scattered beside him should have been a ritual object."

"Now he is in a state of dementia most of the time, occasionally he would suddenly recite a few poems in a neurotic manner. According to spiritual observation, his astral body is abnormally and continuously incandescent. Although he is still alive for the time being, it is obvious that the overly strong light has seized his mind. After a while, he will disappear from everyone's sight."

Walter reported here, looked around, lowered his voice, and carefully confirmed with his boss:
"What should we do with this person now? Nothing more than..."

The second half of his unfinished sentence was obvious, which was nothing more than taking this madman ashore as a "captive" or "controlled attacker", or letting him "die in battle".
Fan Ning's eyes flashed coldly, and after a moment of silence, he asked:
"Isn't he a chief inspector?"

The weakness and fatigue in the voice have not improved.

"It's basically certain." Walter said, "First of all, he is the leader of the team with Owen, which means that they are 60 to 70 percent of the Special Patrol Office. In addition, we have made some progress in the subsequent verification. Although we can't compare the files on land in this vast ocean, this person's facial features and mysterious abilities are most likely the Chief Inspector of the Special Patrol Office, 'Junker.'" "This Junker is also a music scholar and opera artist. He was promoted and reused from the same group of 'potential artists' as Laxus, who was supervised by Uflancel. His strength should also be the third level of profound understanding. However, after his appointment, he was sent to Janus. Recently, he has been working in liaison work in Elisha County, which is the county we will arrive at after docking this time. So, he and Owen may have joined forces from the North Continent and the West Continent to lead the team to intercept and kill this time."

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

I still don’t quite understand.

Are the top brass at the Special Patrol Office crazy?

Although the contradictions have become
Although the two sides had met each other with daggers hidden in their smiles during several contacts after their return, and the smell of gunpowder was already strong enough for insiders to smell, Fanning's assessment of the situation showed that it was not yet time for a complete showdown.

You won’t even let me go to San Pereto?
Nine Auspicious-level fighters; various countermeasures against "Light of First Knowledge" and "Power of Command" in advance; it is estimated in advance that Fanning may have been promoted to Auspicious during his disappearance.
The Special Patrol Office's expectation for this operation was absolutely "crushing", and the deployment of personnel was aimed at leaving Fanning completely defenseless!
If Fanning hadn't further concealed his strength, especially this "self-created key" that was absolutely impossible to guess, the result would be...
"What about the other attackers? Have you figured out what's going on?" Fan Ning asked again in a low voice.

Walter said, "In dreams, there are cases where the spirit body is destroyed and dissipated, and then turns into smoke or collapses. However, it is really hard to understand that such a situation occurs in the waking world. We asked all the knowledgeable people on the ship, and no one has seen such a situation."

"However, there is a friend among the musicians who is a member of the Guidance School. His divergent thinking later reminded us." Walter said this and exchanged glances with Sheeran who was leaning at the end of the bed.

"The Special Patrol Office has basically controlled the doors on the ground floor of Huita for three years, and we remembered that three years ago, Miss Hiran and Miss Joan had studied a secret document from the Turungaria Dynasty in the Guidance School Office."

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

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

"These imaginary creatures are naturally not as useful as real patrol officers, but their spiritual level is indeed at the level of the Enlightened Ones. As long as someone leads the team and controls them properly, they can gather a terrifying fighting force in an instant. In the Special Patrol Office's expectations, if two or three of them are killed, although the cost is high, it is ultimately not the same as the high-level personnel who have been 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 leader Junker and the deceased Owen who was the chief inspector, the other seven so-called 'Dawners' should all be phantoms created by them to occupy the 'spiritual observation position' on the ascent path!"

"But now, these guys are probably so desperate that they don't care whether he is the inspector or the phantom. They are all destroyed! Next, just thinking about how to block those climbing paths as soon as possible will probably make them lose their composure!"

"Mr. Fanning, so now this Junker has gone crazy, are we..." Walter spoke tentatively again.

Although Walter is a noble from a noble family in San Perto, and he lives a life of luxury and elegance when talking about music, he is definitely not a soft-hearted person when he is involved in this mysterious struggle as a key clergyman at the quasi-bishop level in the Holy Sun Church!

He raised his right hand, as if directing the preparation shot, but he actually made a motion similar to cutting the neck!