The huge wave sweeping the anime world

"Thank you sir for your answer. At least this time I can laugh to the end when I open the newspaper."

Zefa had a smile on his face, but he felt a little lost in his heart. His strong curiosity would always feel a little depressed if he didn't get an answer.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fazer. The answers to those questions will be hinted at in subsequent chapters. If you are careful, you will definitely find the answers."

Heisenberg didn't say it absolutely. The method of introducing things by first suppressing and then praising was what the original owner always used when he was a miserable salesman in the previous world. How could he not know it?

"Is it authentic? Then I can definitely find it. Every time I read a newspaper, I wear glasses and read it carefully, section by section."

Zefa came back to life instantly, and the loss he had just felt was swept away. He was not a follower who just came to watch the fun. He remembered every part of "If the Three Days of Light Deceived Me" clearly.

It is impossible to miss the clues left by the author.

"Since I have answered your question, can I ask you a few questions now?"

Heisenberg put down the knife and fork in his hand, tore out a piece of napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth, and asked seriously.

"Of course, you can ask whatever you want, I promise to tell you everything I know."

Zefa, who was in high spirits, patted his chest and made a promise.

"In fact, we can be more honest with each other, Mr. Zefa."

Heisenberg pulled two photos cut out of newspapers from his pocket.

One is a middle-aged man wearing a navy coat majestically, and the other is a skinny recruit charging in a hail of bullets.

"At the age of 28, he was called a combat hero because of his military exploits and was promoted; at the age of 38, he was officially promoted to admiral of the navy because of his strong strength and impressive record."

Heisenberg briefly summarized what he had learned from the newspaper.

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you my true identity because I didn't want the people around me to be implicated again."

When he met Old White, he was still immersed in the pain of losing the people around him, so he used a pseudonym when he left the Navy Headquarters to relax.

"Don't apologize to me. I don't want your apology. It's just a normal thing to spread some false information for safety when you go out."

"The reason why I reveal your identity is because of my uniqueness"

"cough cough cough"

Heisenberg, speaking halfway, pulled out a new napkin to cover his mouth and coughed a few times.

Hearing this, Zefa once again sensed the power of Lao Bai opposite him, but no matter how he probed, the other party's body still looked old and frail, and he could not feel the aura of powerful strength coming from his body.

So where does this specialness come from?

"You see, when people get old, they are useless. They can't even finish a few sentences without coughing."

Heisenberg placed the napkin on the table and Zephyr could clearly see the bloodstains on it.

"Don't look at it, it's not because I'm dying. After living for so many years, death is not the thing that scares me the most."

Heisenberg swept his hand across Zephyr, who was staring at the napkin in a daze, to draw the latter's attention back.

"First of all, I want to express my apologies. I also deceived you, because I have actually written three new chapters of "If the Three Days of Light Deceived Me", but I have not published them yet because I want more people to pay attention to my book. This is also my selfish desire."

In his mind, Zefa lowered his evaluation score of Lao Bai by one point.

As expected, the writer only has conflicts of interest in his eyes. His next sentence should be to ask me to promote the book, right?

“Only by maximizing the popularity of the book can I write the truth about the world in it”

"This is the original intention of my writing books. Compared with archaeologists who openly search for the truth of the world, I prefer to reveal some unknown darkness in secret."

Zefa was a little confused for a moment as the other party turned the conversation to a taboo topic. If it were in the past, he would have arrested him without hesitation and sent him to the World Government for execution.

However, now he wanted to hear the so-called truth from the other party.

As if seeing through Zefa's thoughts, Heisenberg waved his hand to refuse.

"The truth of the world still needs to be discovered by individuals. Even if I tell you now, you won't believe it. But when the time comes, you will understand everything."

"Not only can I not tell you the truth, you can't let anyone know that you have communicated with me. Recently, thanks to the popularity of my new book, I have been targeted by the CP organization."

"You can't guarantee that one day I will be arrested or secretly killed for violating the World Government's ban, so you'd better not get involved with me at all. Otherwise, even if you are an admiral of the navy, the adults in the World Government will not let you off easily."

"Also, after we part today, if I continue to update chapters and keep in touch with you regularly like before, you must not be fooled by them. Maybe the CP organization killed me and used the information I left behind to fish for them, so you should also take these two photos back with you. It will always be dangerous for you to stay with me."

"Of course, if I am optimistic, I might die before the CP organization kills me."

After listening to Heisenberg's speech, Zefa couldn't hide his surprise on his face. The old man he thought was just an ordinary pen pal actually had such a big identity.

He was somewhat moved by Lao Bai's bold and indifferent attitude towards life and death.

"How about we let it go for a while? I'll cover it up for you. The CP organization's intelligence agencies around the world are not as powerful as the legend says."

After much thought, Zefa put forward his suggestion. He and Walter White had no relationship, but the long-term correspondence made them emotionally close.

"Don't be silly. The correspondence between us is a big unresolved problem, not to mention that you want to hide a half-living old man like me."

Heisenberg shook his head and rejected Zefa's proposal.

"Besides, the truth of some things cannot be covered up. Every trace they left behind is filled with historical crimes and the crushing of power."

"Those who fought bravely for justice must never be forgotten. Heroes should be treated like heroes. They should not be allowed to bleed while alive and cry in the underworld."

Heisenberg's voice was not loud, but it was of great importance to Zefa. Even a great admiral like him did not know the details of the truth of some things.

But the other party's words gave him a feeling that what the other party said was the truth.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, causing him to stand up and digest what the other person said.

"Is it necessary to do this? You should know that this matter is absolutely forbidden for the World Government. Besides Garp, you are the second person I have heard discussing this matter."

Zefa said worriedly after sitting down. In his heart, he still wanted to persuade this good friend with whom he could chat to give up his plan.

"Someone has to do the stupid but right thing, otherwise the public will have to live a life of complacency while eating the garbage thrown away by the upper class."