# Chp 162: A lesson on Letter Writing.
{Alex Kirk. Evening.
Port Altemben. Vlysimn}
Nothing.
None of it reached my ears.
I wildly tried to come to a reasoning, but there was nothing.
Maybe they were just wrong? Maybe the remembered it incorrectly? Maybe it was just the ramblings of a child?
Whatever continued on down there, I couldn't hear nor understand it anymore.
It was too specific.
For him too ask them invest in Beacon Corp… it was way too specific to be the ramblings of a little child.
When the topics changed and when the conversation ended, I knew not.
I remained in shock till the end.
In the dark room of the inn we were currently staying at, the four of us sat with the lights turned off and a bottle of alcohol in our hands.
"See," Qiu Zan smirked. "We managed to snag another meeting, didn't we?"