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"When you see the truth, you often find it's even more outrageous than you imagined," Foster Li said calmly, taking a puff of his cigar as the faint smoke slowly spread throughout the cruise ship.
"So you mean to say, my damn son-in-law changed the course of my cruise ship just to get a huge compensation?" the white-haired old man wiped the slime off his face, continuing to operate the machine gun.
"Yes, it's just that this poor guy didn't expect that the random course he set would attract this big fellow," Foster glanced outside the captain's cabin, where an incredibly large tentacle was constantly flailing.
But it was temporarily suppressed by the old captain with the machine gun.
"Foster! Do something! You're the best detective I hired!" the old captain felt the gun barrel heating up, and his military experience told him that if it continued to heat up, it would eventually burst.
