"If they caused losses themselves, then falsified the reports, they could pay less...
Did they think Austin did not care much about such matters, so they dared take a risk and exploit a loophole?"
"Fufufufufu... After all, he is the richest man in the world. Perhaps they thought such a small amount would go unnoticed?"
This was not even an isolated case. Quite a few places operated this way.
For example, they would stage a robbery themselves, sending out a group of "bandits" to seize the goods and financial records. Then their annual profits would decline, and they could pay less.
It had to be said, if someone as laid-back as Austin had truly been in charge, or if his subordinates had not taken things seriously, then as long as the larger share had been paid, they might really not have investigated further.
But unfortunately,
In this contest between profit and their heads, these people had ultimately thrown away the latter.
Whether it was Doflamingo, who tracked resource movements and acted as an intermediary, or the news-delivering seagulls whose eyes were spread across the world, this sleight of hand was eventually discovered.
North Blue,
Upon the back of a gigantic snail, countless identical soldiers stood guard solemnly around the central castle.
Inside a room on the top floor, a tall man wearing a helmet, his golden hair hanging loose, sat gravely upon his throne and looked at the Den Den Mushi before him.
"You did not leave any survivors, did you?"
His brows were tightly furrowed, as though something weighed on his mind. His gaze was fixed on the face at the other end of the Den Den Mushi.
In truth, he was already beginning to regret it. For the sake of a sum of money, he had secretly