"Leader, no, there's no problem," Pier whispered quietly.
Kewis shook his head, the black mask on his face concealing all his expressions: "Is that necessary?"
"Alright, package it up." Connet waved his hand, finally feeling relieved.
This matter was related to the Torch Organization's follow-up plans, so he had to be careful and vigilant.
Watching the container being carried onto one of the transport ships, Connet then turned his head to ask, "How's the investigation going?"
Pier's nerves tensed up, and with a forced courage, he said, "It's the same as before, no gains whatsoever."
Connet frowned, glanced at Pier who had his head bowed, and couldn't help but admonish, "Think outside the box, don't be too fixed, consider other methods."
He was completely clueless about virtual data, so he could only give such admonishment.
Des was a prime suspect in his mind, but without evidence, this also made him very doubtful, unsure whether his own thoughts were right or wrong.
