Timothy didn't know what Amos was actually doing. He just found it strange that he'd spent almost half an hour in the bathroom.
As evening came, Isaac received a phone call from Connor while waiting in the reception area.
"Isaac, I heard you came to Pecling. Why didn't you tell me?" Connor laughed with a hint of disappointment.
"I'm here to take care of some personal matters. I didn't want to bother you..." Isaac felt a little embarrassed.
"Haha, you're funny. I don't think Research Institute No. 9 is a place to handle personal matters..."
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