"Senior, I don't understand why you asked Doflamingo to look for Golden Lion."
After Doflamingo left, Wright was utterly confused. He really couldn't figure it out.
With the Navy's intelligence network, did they really need Doflamingo's help?
Victor smiled when he heard this and said, "Wright, have you ever raised a dog?"
Wright shook his head. "I've disliked cats and dogs since I was young."
Victor puffed on his cigarette and said, "When raising a dog, you need to interact with it. For example, throw out a flying disc and let the fat dog fetch it. The dog won't just bring the disc back—it'll carry it to you, as if saying, 'Master, I completed the task.'"
After hearing Victor say this, Wright still didn't quite understand.
"At that point, you reward it. Praise it for being such a good dog, then throw the flying disc again."
Victor smiled. "After repeating this several times, your relationship with the dog will grow closer and closer."
Wright pondered this after listening.
"Doflamingo is a dog. Send him to do something, and once he finishes, he'll come before you to claim credit. Then you reward him, praise him, and have him continue working."
Victor's words suddenly enlightened Wright.
Doflamingo immediately used his own channels and began searching for Golden Lion.
It had to be admitted that Doflamingo had operated his underground forces for many years, and his influence reached every corner of the world.
"I'm telling you, Doffy, we've checked the black markets everywhere, but there's no news of Golden Lion."
Several days later, Trebol said this to Doflamingo.
"Is he afraid of being discovered by the Navy, so he's being especially careful?"
Diamante voiced his speculation.
"Even if Golden Lion is being extremely cautious, he still needs to purchase supplies." Doflamingo's face darkened.