384th photo: "It's just a meal, nothing will happen."

「...」

Three dots came in response, followed by a moment of silence before another message appeared.

「Looking forward to working together again.」

And then there was no further reply.

"Not bad."

Kerr Cowell nodded indifferently and sat silently for a moment in the chair. A faint smile crossed his face as he said, "The duck was already in hand, but it's flown away. It's rather annoying."

"Let's go."

"Find that person. I want to know who took our goods."

"Yes."

...

Fatty Pig and the guide stared blankly at the retreating figures of Kerr Cowell and the others.

The thin young man's voice quivered with despair, "It's like I just saw a huge sum of money fly away from me. My 6 billion commission is gone just like that!"

"Who do I turn to for justice!"

"What the hell is going on with you guys? Turning down a deal? Are you crazy?"

"I don't know either."

Fatty Pig looked mournfully at Kerr Cowell's receding figure, feeling as if his money was flying away before his eyes.