Water Seven.
Tom was speaking with Iceburg.
"Was it really stolen by Franky? Could it have been someone from the World Government?" Tom asked, still unwilling to give up.
"If it had been someone from the World Government, they wouldn't have let me live." Iceburg's lips curled bitterly. He, too, did not want to believe this "fact."
Tom nodded heavily, seeming to age more than a decade in an instant.
Indeed, after witnessing the World Government's methods, they did not believe the Train Network Plan could possibly be more important than Pluto's Blueprint.
If the government had truly made a move, they would never have given Iceburg the chance to leak the information.
"What do we do now? Should we tell the Navy and the government about Pluto's Blueprint?"
"Let's pretend none of this ever happened. Pluto's Blueprint is something we have never seen." Tom sighed. In the end, he still could not bear to bring disaster upon Franky because of Pluto's Blueprint.
"Mm, I understand." Iceburg's expression was complicated, but he was genuinely relieved as well. He did not want to see Franky become wanted by the World Government either.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Come in."
Longinus pushed open the door. "Mr. Tom, I'm sorry. We couldn't find any trace of your disciple anywhere nearby."
"Oh, is that so?" Tom felt the weight finally lift from his heart, then realized his tone might have sounded wrong and hurriedly added, "I mean, there's no need to keep looking. We've troubled you over my affairs, and I truly feel terrible about it."
"Ah! I can understand, actually. After something like this happened, he must still resent the government!" Longinus sighed theatrically. He was actually quite happy with this outcome; otherwise, he would have needed an excuse to conceal the news.
Seeing Longinus