Chief Silverfox

"....Uh, you’ll need talent to be a beggar, and I don’t think you have that," Benjamin had no choice but to continue the conversation as he spouted nonsense to the man.

Then, he quickly followed up with a question before the Accordion Man could reply, "Oh, did you see a tall thin man with freckles around? He looked quite dumb, actually. He’s also wearing tattered sackcloth as clothes?"

The Accordion Man looked troubled, "People like this are everywhere, which one are you looking for?"

Benjamin was speechless.

How should he describe that? It would not be possible for him to tell the System to draw him a facial composite so he could show it to the Accordion Man.

Instead, he lowered his voice and whispered, "You heard about the massacre that happened in this pub not long ago? The person I wanted to find, he was present during that day. Apparently, people call him ‘bamboo’."

Benjamin had no choice but to expose more information in order to get what he wanted.