Sunlight shone on the awning in front of Baker's small shop, casting a cool shade.
On the beach table, there were two cups of floral tea, a voice recorder, a notebook with a pen clipped to it, and a Canon camera.
"Link, it turns out you really are a professional diver."
Reporter Simmons looked at Link's diving license, his face showing a surprised expression.
As far as he knew, obtaining a diver's license required multiple assessments and accumulating over 1000 hours of diving time. It was tough for ordinary people to obtain, being issued by the Miami Diving Association.
Link smiled faintly, the diver's license had been acquired through his physical abilities after traveling here.
Initially, he had planned to use it to make a living, but due to lifestyle habits, unwillingness to settle, and regrets from his past life, he returned to his former path.
"Mr. Simmons, I didn't expect you to be a journalist either."