Magus Tech

The sun rose and the next day came.

The courtyard temporarily rented by Richard and Popovich was knocked at the door early in the morning.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Ah-owe!"

Popobo Veitch yawned and rubbed out the fat secretions of the ocular plate glands-eyes, and walked towards the door in sleepy eyes.

As he walked, he complained a little: "Who, knock at the door so early?"

Finally, he walked to the courtyard door and opened the door with a squeak. Popovich saw a wagon parked on the road outside, and a young man stood in front of the door.The man was wearing the uniform of the pub where he often ordered meals, carrying a heavy food container in his hand.

"This is?" Popovich stunned.

The young man uttered a voice and sent the food box to Popovich Vickey. He said, "Master, you forgot, you booked our pub today's breakfast yesterday, so I brought it to you. Please slow down. Enjoy it slowly. After the enjoyment, you can take the time to send the food box back, or you can wait for a few days for us to pick it up. Well, don’t disturb you, I will leave first, and I will go to a few other customers. What about food?"

After speaking, the young man bowed politely, turned and jumped into the carriage, driving away like a horse, disappearing to the end of the street.

Popovich watched the buddy leave, looked down at the food container in his hand, frowned slightly, closed the courtyard door, and turned and walked towards the room.

Walked into the room, put the food box on the table, Popovich opened the first floor curiously, and saw the freshly baked sandwich cheese bread.The bread is extremely fluffy, the cheese is sweet and delicious, and the warm milk in a jar next to it is a rare enjoyment for breakfast.

But Popovich was a little puzzled that yesterday he did not book today's breakfast.

So why did breakfast come to your door?

Is it wrong?

Should I send it back?

Stuffing the sandwich cheese bread into his mouth and taking a bite, the hungry Popobović seriously considered this serious question.

Do you want to send it back?

Popovich took a sip of warm milk, delivered the bread in his mouth, and continued to think seriously about this serious issue.

"Tap..."

Footsteps sounded, Richard stepped down from the second floor, glanced at Popovich Victory, and asked, "Who knocked on the door just now? And, what are you eating from, and where did you come from?" of?"

"I just wanted to ask you." Popovich took another bite of bread and swallowed, watching Richard's voice blurry. "I just came here, the guy called the Rusco Tavern, I said yesterday I ordered today’s breakfast and I brought a food box. But I clearly remembered that I didn’t book today’s breakfast yesterday. Did you order it?”

"Not me." Richard gave a negative answer.

"Okay." Popovich shrugged. "I guess, you won't order it. It seems that the guy sent it wrong. It's reasonable to return it."

While talking, Popovich took another sip of milk, feeling the warm and sweet milk slip into his abdomen, and his whole body gradually warmed up, drowsiness fell off.

Looking at Popovich Vickey, Richard approached and said nothing, reaching for the second floor of the food box.

As you can see, there is an exquisite dessert made of purple fruit and blue jam, exuding an attractive sweetness similar to peach.

"Hey!"

Popovich watched Richard's movements and couldn't help but cried out and seriously discussed the question: "The other party sent it wrong, we are justified to eat part of it, if we all eat it, would it be a bit excessive?"

"Fuck!"

Speaking of words, Popovich dipped the jam on the dessert with his finger, slammed it, and said: "However, seriously, this dessert is very good. Maybe we should pay for this It’s better to buy breakfast and let the original owner order another one."

Richard glanced at Popovich Vickey, didn't speak, and reached out to open the third floor of the food box. Then he said to Popovich Victory: "You never thought that this food box is actually Was it really given to us? However, he is not a real breakfast-just a cover."

"Huh?" Popovich wondered. The next moment he suddenly widened his eyes and saw Richard take out two perfectly sealed boxes from the third floor of the food box.

There were words written on the box. Richard looked at it a few times, handed the box with Popovich's name to Popovich, and then opened the box with his name on it.

After it was disassembled, there was a large stack of information filled with text. In addition to some small objects, I did not know what to do.

Richard quickly read the information, and after a moment determined his conjecture, what was hidden in the food box was the disguised identity prepared by the black-faced old man Oscar for him and Popovich Veitch.

The information is written on the details of identity, and the small objects are proof of identity.

Originally, the black-faced old man Oscar said that it would take a few days to complete this thing, but I did not expect it to be done in one night-the efficiency was amazing.

At the same time the efficiency is amazing, there is no fool.

The two masquerading identities were complemented by the information he and Popovich currently show.This is not just as simple as making up two stories. If you investigate according to what the data says, you will really find all the clues left in the data, making people believe that there is indeed something going on.

According to the information, his identity is a wizard who came to the Northern Soma Alliance and belongs to an organization called the Prometheus.

Popovich is also from the Northern Soma Alliance, but the affiliated organization is not the Prometheus, but the land of no ownership-a well-known wizard organization that has quickly declined and died.

After figuring out the two sets of disguised identities, Richard had some guesses about the true identity of the old man.

After all, the place where the identity is disguised is in the Soma Alliance, which shows that the old man has relatively strong control over the Soma Alliance, then...

After thinking about it for a long time, Li Cha murmured: "Maybe working with the other party can indeed be a win-win situation."

...

Later, Richard and Popovich began to memorize the contents of the data and disguise their identities.

When the memory is almost the same, all the materials are burned.After that, the ash was completely crushed into powder, and poured into nitric acid to dissolve, and the main component of the ash, potassium carbonate, reacted irreversibly, completely destroying the evidence.

In the afternoon, the courtyard door was knocked again.

Richard and Popovich walked to the door of the courtyard, opened the door, saw a large carriage drawn outside, and Joseph of the Truth Club in the carriage leaned out and beckoned: "Come on, I want to take you to a place."

Richard and Popovich looked at each other and walked into the carriage with great coordination.

When the carriage started, Richard looked at Joseph and asked, "Where is this taking us?"

"Go to the leaders of our organization and make sure that the two of you join the organization." Joseph said seriously.

"It turns out that." Richard and Popovich nodded, because Joseph mentioned this last time, and this is what they have always wanted to achieve, so it was not surprising at this moment. And surprise.

There was not much nonsense in Joseph, and he told the driver to speed up and head west.

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