"Sir, please step back behind the security line!"
The staff hurried to stop the man in the black mask as he edged closer, calling out:
"Miss Robin is doing her best to sing. Please don't let your enthusiasm disturb her."
"Wait, what are you doing?"
"You can't take your clothes off here!"
Working together, the staff finally managed to calm the man down.
Meanwhile.
Welt brought March 7th and Dan Heng—two of the Astral Express's three younger members—to the bridge.
Just as Old Audie had said, the door was locked tight, and a strange sound came from within.
"Whoa, if even they can't get in, what are we supposed to do?"
March 7th spread her hands.
"We can't just blow the door open, can we?"
"No." Dan Heng glanced at the guests passing by behind them and said quietly:
"Mr. Audie clearly wants this handled discreetly. Making a scene would only make things worse."
"So what do we do?" March 7th studied the sealed hatch, thinking.
"Should we try picking the lock?"
Welt stood before the door, also considering how to get in.
The door used fingerprint and password access. There was no physical key to speak of. The other attendants had surely tried their fingerprints and passwords already, to no avail.
A hacker like Silver Wolf might have an easier time getting in.
"Dan Heng, can you try hacking the door lock?" Welt asked, turning back.
"I'll give it a try."
As the man who spent every day buried in the Datank, Dan Heng borrowed a computer from the Clover Family and crouched outside the hatch to work.
All March 7th saw was his fingers flying over the keys. She had no idea how much progress he was making.
Welt wasn't idle either. He kept thinking of other