Hearing the sound of "welcome", Richard raised his eyebrows slightly, did not make exaggerated vigilant movements like Bobobo Vic, and walked into the door with a calm expression.

Upon entering, you can see that it is a typical grave keeper's hut, and the furnishings are very simple: a wooden bed, a cabinet, a wooden table, a few wooden chairs, a stove, a copper kettle, a water storage tank, and a box for miscellaneous items.

The copper kettle is boiling on the stove, as if it is boiling, a large amount of white vapor comes out, the lid of the kettle is "popping", and the spout makes a sharp whistling sound of "boom".

An old man with a black face walked up to the stove, lifted the copper kettle, walked to the wooden table, and poured the water into a gray clay bowl with a missing mouth.

After that, he took a heavy piece of black bread from the cabinet, and in his right hand he held a rusty knife, "creaking" like a saw, and sawed off the bread slices almost half a centimeter thick.

Break the sawn breadcrumbs into small pieces and place one of them in a bowl of boiling water. With the naked eye, the black bread cubes softened little by little when they came into contact with boiling water, and after waiting for a while, they turned from hard to soft.

The black-faced old man sat on a chair, stuck a piece of bread with a fork with a broken tooth, blew on it, put it in his mouth, chewed it vigorously a few times, and swallowed it vigorously, with a satisfied expression on his face.

After that, the black-faced old man soaked more bread cubes in the boiling water, and while waiting for the bread cubes to soften, he finally raised his head and looked at Richard and Bobopol Vic, who had been walking into the room for a long time.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. The black-faced old man said, "I'm sorry to make you wait for a while before I can talk to you." But considering that you're more than half an hour late, I think we're actually even. ”

Popbovich blushed slightly, fully aware of the reason for being late, and opened his mouth, embarrassed to explain.

The old man didn't seem to care much about this matter, and said again: "Okay, since you are here, then I won't talk nonsense." You should have seen my apparition at your residence, so you should also know that my name is Oscar, so I won't introduce myself anymore and get down to business.

The simple reason for coming to you is that I know that you have recently joined a rather mysterious organization. And I have some interest in this organization, and I hope you can be my insider, cooperate with me, and understand the information of this organization. What do you think?" asked the old man very directly.

"The organization you're talking about, the Truth Society?" Pobopol Vic asked.

"Yes, that's it, what's the problem?" asked the old man.

Bobovich stopped talking, his eyes rolling, and his expression changed rapidly.

Is there more than a problem?

He couldn't figure out the old man's identity at all, and he wasn't sure if the old man was really interested in the Truth Society, or if someone from the Truth Society tested him. If you don't answer correctly, you'll be in big trouble.

Thinking of this, Pobopovic couldn't help but turn his head to look at Richard, wanting to see what Richard could do.

Richard actually had Bobovich's concerns, but his expression was relatively calm, he glanced at the old man and asked, "You let us be your insider, I understand." But the question is, what is your identity? I have a little suspicion that you may be the Truth Society who deliberately tested us, so we can't just promise you. ”

"Why, do you think I'm going to be a member of the Truth Society?" the old man shook his head, "but I'm not a member of the Truth Society, in fact I'm not from the Southern Free Federation, I'm from the North. It's just that there will be some interest in the truth, so I will stay here, and it won't be long before I leave.

If you two really doubt my identity, I can do some proof, but it will take some time. In short, you can rest assured that I will not deceive you. ”

Richard looked at the old man, and clearly felt that the temperature of an ornament on his chest remained unchanged, neither hot nor cold, and suddenly said: "Can you rest assured? Well, after listening to your words, I am indeed relieved." Still, I'm relieved, you might have to worry about it. ”

"What?" the black-faced old man asked, a little confused, "What am I worried about?"

"Don't you think it's too coincidental that we appeared in your sight? you wanted an inside line, and we showed up, and then came here very cooperatively, just like it was deliberately arranged. ”

Richard looked at the old man and said, "Maybe you are not a member of the Truth Society, but ...... You don't doubt that we will be members of the Truth Society, you are interested in the Truth Society, you want to investigate the Truth Society, and the Truth Society may be aware of your existence and counter it.

In your eyes, we are potential insiders, but in the eyes of the Society of Truth, we may be bait, specifically to lure you, a big fish from the north, into taking the bait. What do you think about this?"

"I!" The black-faced old man listened to Richard's words, and his face changed in surprise. However, because the skin is too dark, the change is not very obvious, and you can only see that your eyes are sharpened a little bit.

Richard felt more realistically, and he could clearly feel a small ornament under the clothes on his chest, and a winter-like chill suddenly erupted, stimulating his hairs to stand on end.

The black-faced old man stared at Richard deadly, looking like he was ready to do something at any moment. Popbo Vich stayed nervously to the side, his hand already quietly reaching into his arms, ready to pull out the potion at any time to deal with it.

Richard smiled a little "heartlessly" and looked at the black-faced old man.

The old man was stunned for a moment, suddenly figured out something, and said loudly: "No, you are not the bait of the Truth Society, you are testing me, right?"

"Huh. Richard responded, "It seems that you have seen through the means that I can't put on the table." Yes, I am not the bait of the Truth Society, on the contrary, I and the people next to me are enemies of the Truth Society. ”

"Even?" the black-faced old man became interested, "Enemy, can you tell me why?"

"Quite simply, the truth hurts those around us. Richard said, pointing at Popobol Vicky, "His friend, for example, died at the hands of the Truth Society." And one of my partners was also killed by the other party and is still unconscious.

For this reason, we want to take revenge on the Truth Society, but as we learn more about the Truth Society, the more we understand that we cannot do it blindly, because the other party's organization is very large and mysterious. Maybe it's better for us to hide our identities, infiltrate each other's organizations, and find out the details of each other before making a decision. ”

The black-faced old man was suspicious, looked at Richard and confirmed, "Is this true?"