Evan was lying in a hospital bed and received another IV, even though it was only that day that the object was removed. His head was bandaged, and the bruises were still clearly visible on his face.
However, Jon didn't care. He stood on the right side of Evan's bed, showing the young man a photo on a cell phone. This time, the old man's smile was not visible at all, his face was also slightly red, a sign that he was holding back anger. Even so, he still managed to keep his voice from snapping. "You know what this is?"
Evan looked at the photo, which showed a triangular object flying through the sky. Although it was not clear because it was photographed from a distance, Evan knew it was Paplapapla who was flying with him earlier.
"Sorry...." Evan couldn't help but wince.
Tony who sat on the chair, Anderson who leaned against the wall, and Paplapapla who was squatting in the corner of the room, they were all silent.
