In the marshal’s office, Lance was furious. He slammed his palm on the table and questioned,""Old man, did you steal something from me? Otherwise, why would I keep losing my things? It’s fine if my clothes are lost, but why are my underwear and daily necessities stolen?!! Can you give me an explanation?”
In a place like the navy headquarters, which was filled with righteousness! There were frequent theft cases.
Was this the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?
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Lance: " Everyone, please be rational. Don’t listen to the rumors. Hey, my colleague, please don’t pull my clothes.") Stop, stop! Be rational, be rational! You guys are too much!
I’m Lance, a young man who lives like a salted fish in the navy headquarters. I’m just an ordinary person with a little bit of luck. However, there are always people who treat me as a mascot and even say that they want to put my face on the navy’s logo.