June 23.
Huang Ji and the others had spent thirteen cheerful days aboard the ship.
During that time, they had befriended all the workers on the lower decks. Huang Ji had even carried out a professional repair job, and no one suspected his identity at all.
Even security manager Zhao Wanshan had come down once, seen Huang Ji, Lin Li, and Old Wang chatting and laughing as they worked alongside Tao Jun and the other crew members, and assumed he was a new hire.
Later, when Huang Ji ran into Manager Zhao on an upper deck, Manager Zhao even introduced him to the first mate, the captain, and the others.
Huang Ji was such a gifted conversationalist, always managing to bring up whatever interested the other person most, that he was completely in his element aboard the ship.
Soon, he was on very familiar terms with almost the entire cruise ship's crew.
During a group meal, Huang Ji casually mentioned that there was a thief aboard.
Zhao Wanshan immediately said, "I know. Several passengers have complained, but we haven't found a single lead. Every time it happens, either the thief hides his face or the surveillance cameras get covered."
Huang Ji remarked offhandedly, "Oh? So wherever the cameras get covered, something gets stolen?"
"That's true, but we can't have people watching every camera twenty-four hours a day, can we? Even if we notice, we can only identify a general area, not which room is being robbed. The thief knows the layout extremely well. We've tried lying in wait, but we still haven't caught anyone," Zhao Wanshan said.
"Really? Is there any pattern to the thefts?" Huang Ji asked.
"A pattern?" Zhao Wanshan had someone bring over the list of passenger reports, which contained the names and room numbers of everyone