Lyra looked at Erwin Jackson and muttered, "Erwin Jackson, how do you always appear and disappear like a ghost?"
Although she had just been startled by the photographer's scream, she wouldn't have been scared if Erwin Jackson hadn't scared the photographer first.
Erwin Jackson gritted his teeth, "Can you first get rid of the bugs on me!"
Lyra didn't even realize she had thrown the caterpillar onto Erwin Jackson's clothes until he mentioned it.
"Sorry... I'll find it, I'll find it." Lyra carefully examined Erwin Jackson's clothes, but she couldn't even see a shadow of the caterpillar.
"Where is it? Where did I throw it?" Lyra looked back and forth but couldn't find it.
Erwin Jackson closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, "Look at my lapel, check again."
"Oh, okay." Lyra went to lift Erwin Jackson's lapel.
Her eyes suddenly brightened.
Erwin Jackson saw the sudden brightness in her eyes and asked inexplicably, "What's up?"
