Chapter 213

Xifa stood up: "I'll go and wash my hands before answering you."

Oswald nodded: "I'll wait for you."

Xifa walked into the bathroom, took out the "Seer's Coin", thought carefully for a moment, and then said the divination sentence: "Apart from recruiting me, does Oswald Kevin have other purposes?"

He tossed the coin and watched it land on the back of his hand, number side up.

"It seems that the old man really came here to recruit me. At least, he has no other purpose for the time being."

"From the fact that he was able to find me, the 'Antiquities Conservation Association' behind him should have a lot of financial resources, and he himself said that this association spreads all over the northern and southern continents, and even has their branches and workstations at sea."

"This is a huge information network!"

"If I join, I can use their intelligence network to collect some information I need."

"And from what he said just now, they are not official organizations, and they are hostile to some secret organizations. Unofficial organizations are more beneficial to me. I am already going to join the navy. If I join an official secret organization organization, then I basically don’t have to do anything.”

After some consideration, Xifa has made a decision.

He had always thought about finding a big organization as a backer, but he had never found a suitable partner, and many secret organizations were full of evil spirits.

Those like the ‘Antiquities Conservation Association’ are mainly aimed at the exploration of ruins and the excavation of ancient relics. Although their work may violate the laws of some countries, they are better than evil organizations that like to destroy and spread disasters.

certainly.

After joining, you have to observe, if there is anything wrong, report and leave!

Back in the card room, Xifa sat down: "I am very interested in your work, but there is one thing, I may travel far in the near future, and I will not be in Loen territory."

"So, whether it's communication or work, I'm afraid there will be delays."

Oswald smiled and said: "I have a solution for communication. As for work, hehe. What do you think those ancient ruins are? Sometimes it takes us a year or even several years to confirm a ruin."

"So, your work will not be so frequent. Of course, sometimes for some reason, when we are inconvenient to come forward, we need you to collect some information and contact certain people."

"However, there will not be many such jobs. Usually we can solve them by ourselves."

Xifa nodded slightly, and said again: "So, what can I get from you?"

Oswald snuffed out his nearly finished cigar in the ashtray: "You can be sheltered and promoted."

"We will provide you with an information cover to make it difficult for your enemies to find you. If you perceive danger and cannot solve it yourself, you can call us for help."

"Even if you are hunted down by a saint, we have a solution. Of course, the premise is that you have made enough contributions to reflect your value."

"As for promotion, by completing the work I entrust, you will receive monetary rewards and accumulated contributions in the association. I won't say much about the role of the former, and the purpose of the latter is as I just said. You can exchange for the items provided by the association, you can buy the information you want from the association, and when you contribute enough, you can improve your position in the association."

"Probably that's it."

Xifa nodded: "I have no other questions, I join, what should I do, sign a contract, or hold a ceremony or something?"

Oswald laughed loudly: "Young man, your sense of humor is no worse than mine."

"There is no need for contracts, let alone ceremonies, and we are not an organization that believes in gods. If we have to talk about faith, we only believe in one thing."

"Those things that once brought glory should never be allowed to lie on the cold ground, accompanied by mud and snakes and rats."

The old man got up and took out two things from his suit pocket.

A beautifully crafted metal piccolo, and a black leather-bound notepad.

Oswald pushed them to Xifa: "You put them away. That book records the list of items provided by our association and the detailed conditions needed to exchange them."

"If the list is updated, I will send you another one."

"Also, every June of our association, we will conduct an evaluation and summary of the members of the association. At that time, you will receive a detailed information, and you can understand how much you have contributed, and how much you are currently in the association. position."

"About the position, it is recorded on the first page of the notepad, you can take a look for yourself later."

Xifa nodded, and his eyes fell on the flute: "What about it, I don't think I have much musical talent, and I don't know how to play the piccolo."

Oswald has already started dressing: "It's not for you to play. If you need to contact me, blow it and you will see a messenger. Write what you want to say in a letter and give it to the messenger. I will Will receive it shortly."

messenger!

It turns out that this piccolo can summon messengers!

In the course of mysticism, Anilu once mentioned 'messenger', so Xifa knew that 'messenger' was a spirit creature, or a spirit body, or something else that signed a contract with human beings.

In short, couriers are very convenient, they can quickly deliver your letter to the designated person.

I don't know if the "Book of Mysteries" can create messengers in the future, I also want an exclusive messenger, this is very prestigious!

"Then, I will take my leave first. If there is work, I will contact you through the messenger. I wish you a good evening." Oswald put on his formal clothes, put on his hat, and walked out of the card room with a smile on his face.

After he left, Xifa returned to the bar, and San Qi immediately came over: "Are you okay?"

Xifa responded with a smile: "I'm fine."

"If you don't come out again, I wonder if I need to go in and have a look."

San Qi lowered his voice and said: "The old man just now is definitely a big shot. That kind of calm and self-confidence is difficult to express naturally unless he is in a high position."

Xifa smiled and said: "I can't tell, you still have a pair of detective eyes."

San Qi wiped his glass and said: "Actually, I wanted to be a detective before, but I just didn't have the right opportunity. It's all my father's fault. If he let me go to school, I would be able to learn more knowledge."

Hearing the bartender's complaints, after drinking a glass of beer, Xifa paid the bill and left the tavern.

Also this evening, Tingen.

At around 9 o'clock in the evening, a carriage without any sign was walking along the quiet street in Jinwutong District, and finally stopped in front of a villa with a garden.

The car door opened, and a thin figure jumped out. He straightened his clothes a little bit, and looked up at the house in front of him: "That fat man Hudson knows how to enjoy himself."