Chapter 41 Location, Room Key, you really are that ray of light...

Receiving cargo at sea is a routine operation.

What's going on underwater? Or is it synchronized?

Even Yuan Jianxing, with his extensive experience and knowledge, couldn't immediately grasp the captain's operational strategy.

Besides that, there was another point he couldn't understand:

The vehicle registered and activated under the current access permit limit is the Sefnia recreational cruise ship.

The most distinctive feature of the Sephinia series of cruise ships is their large capacity, even larger than some smaller riverboats.

Its original design intent was to fully adapt to diverse entertainment needs, but in the current situation, it is clearly intended to transport more contraband.

However, precisely because of this, the cargo capacity of the Sefnia is very limited, and there are other types of cruise ships that can better meet the corresponding needs.

The gap period for system upgrades is so long, it would be a waste of time to make a round trip.

This is highly unreasonable.

Facing the flight path displayed on the projection screen in front of him, Yuan Jianxing meticulously performed the piloting operations with his hands, while his mind raced with thoughts.

unless……

At that moment, a reprimand came from somewhere outside the cockpit: "Can't you try it first? What if something goes wrong if you put it directly on the truck?!"

Yuan Jianxing suddenly had a flash of inspiration and understood the mystery within—

Unless they can't guarantee that the entire transport operation will be completed in one go, so they need to conduct a trial run beforehand!

This indirectly confirms his previous speculation about teleportation: this supernatural power may have its limitations.

Since that's the case, then I should take advantage of this first "experiment" to observe as many details of the action as possible, and deduce the specific content of the conditions from them.

Then, it will be tested during the second official transport, so that at some later opportunity it can be used as a trap to eliminate the being with such extraordinary power in one fell swoop.

Just then, the captain spoke up again: "Did you remember the berthing location when you entered the port?"

What? Mooring location?

Yuan Jianxing immediately recalled the posture of the cruise ship when it was docked in Daraa Port.

...As far as I can remember, the cruise ship's docking status was very ordinary, and there didn't seem to be any so-called berth locations.

But he was playing the role of the first mate at the moment, so even if he knew nothing about the "berthing location", he had to agree.

"I've got it."

Hearing the first mate's habitually drawn-out tone, the captain, who had initially thought the other man had gradually reformed his driving habits, began to have doubts again.

"Really? Let me test you." He asked suspiciously, "When we dock, should the porthole of the captain's cabin be level with the left hand of that little green-haired man or with the right side of his drooping hair?"

What kind of mooring spot is this?

When it comes to the little green-haired man, Hara Kensei seems to have a vague recollection of him, since it's not a common character trait.

After some recollection and searching, he suddenly realized.

Isn't this the same person from the giant poster that was hung up in a residential area near Darakang three days ago?

With this important hint, Yuan Jianxing immediately began to work backwards in his mind.

The placement of the poster, the position of the portrait's hands and hair, the size of the cruise ship, the location of the captain's cabin...

Seeing that the first mate did not answer immediately, the captain immediately associated this reaction with "I don't know," and then, in a fit of anger, he cursed, "You bastard, you know you didn't remember!"

"Align it with the strands of hair, what else?" The first mate took his hand off the control stick, shook it a couple of times as if to relax, still looking as carefree as ever. "I was just confirming handover permissions with the autopilot system, answering questions would distract me."

"Oh, I see." The captain choked for a moment, then tried to salvage the situation, "You should have said so earlier. I was just worried."

Yuan Jianxing breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The fact that I was able to arrive at the answer in such a short time was entirely due to my good memory, strong spatial awareness, and fast arithmetic skills.

If it's any shorter, then we'll have to guess.

However, a 50% failure rate is unacceptable to Yuan Jianxing.

Cruise ships that venture deep into international waters are like barbaric islands far removed from cities and civilization, where any moral or social bottom line can be ruthlessly trampled when necessary.

Under such circumstances, one cannot be too careful when venturing alone deep into enemy territory.

Perhaps feeling a little uncomfortable under the first mate's "resentful" gaze, the captain shook his head in a certain direction and said, "Alright, forget I said anything. Let's go eat after we've handed over the authority."

Having studied the cruise ship's layout beforehand and conducted an on-site inspection during the previous search, Hara Kensei now knows the cruise ship inside and out.

However, he is currently impersonating the first mate, and the more he does, the easier it is for him to be exposed in some details of his life.

So Yuan Jianxing simply responded, intending to find a place to spend this time peacefully before directly participating in the first sea cargo receiving operation.

As he walked out of the driver's seat, he began to think.

What's so special about this "aligned with the hair strand" position?

Why does it have to be here?

Through the reflection in the mirror beside him, Yuan Jianxing carefully examined the captain.

Judging from the personal resume and operating habits recorded in the system, this person does indeed have a considerable amount of driving experience.

Why would someone use a poster of a person located a block away as a reference for a boat docking location?

Or rather, who exactly needs to use that portrait poster as a reference?

Eliminating one problem only leads to the emergence of many new ones.

Anyone else might find themselves in this endless labyrinthine corridor, facing a web of problems that could easily strangle them if they weren't careful, leading to chaos and collapse.

But Hara Mihoshi is different.

For some reason, he thoroughly enjoyed the process of meticulously analyzing and unraveling unknown problems to arrive at an answer.

It is true that this is an extremely dangerous challenge.

But it seems that only this kind of life can give him a sense of purpose.

As for the praise, honor, speculation, doubt and responsibility that followed, they were nothing more than a thin layer of snow on Yuan Jianxing's shoulders, unable to bend anything, let alone settle in his heart.

However, as he stepped out of the captain's cabin and onto the black and white marble-patterned velvet carpet in the cruise ship's corridor, he suddenly thought of someone—

Fu Ze.

What is he doing now? He must be preparing for the delivery.

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Fu Ze is playing cards.

Incredibly, Fu Ze, who was once at odds with Alexei, is now thriving with his gang.

This cruise ship is registered under the name of another country. According to international conventions, once it leaves the waters of L city, it will be under the jurisdiction of another country.

In other words, Fu Ze's status as the executive officer became invalid after the cruise ship crossed that sea boundary.

Following Badger Tooth's hint, Alexei, who was originally furious with Fu Ze, rallied and planned to take the opportunity to get revenge.

However, when he returned to the battlefield, he found himself greeted by a completely different Fu Ze, and his comrades who were almost all about to defect.

"You're here? Want to play a couple of rounds?" Fu Ze, nestled on the sofa, pointed to the empty space on the table.

"You actually dare to show your face? Aren't you afraid I'll throw you down to feed the fish?" Alexei gritted his teeth, slammed his hand on the table, and knocked a stack of chips off the table.

Fu Ze smiled helplessly, "So angry."

He did something, and a chip that had rolled to his feet stood firmly on his toes. Then, he tossed it into the air with a hook of his foot and caught it between his long, strong index and middle fingers.

This smooth and effortless maneuver drew gasps of amazement from those around him.

"Isn't today a happy day? What good does it do to be angry with me now, except make everyone unhappy?"

As he spoke, a small patch of Fu Ze's cheek was illuminated by the light reflected from the chips between his fingers, making him appear very relaxed.

Alexei then realized that Fu Ze had already taken off his executive uniform and even removed his collar insignia.

Noticing Alexei's gaze, Fu Ze stood up from the sofa, pressed the chip back onto the table, and straddled it with one leg.

From a third-party perspective, Fu Ze at this moment was as if he had placed his entire stake on the gambling table.

Everyone present was a shrewd individual, and they immediately picked up on this suggestive hint.

"I just heard from your friend that you're very good at playing cards." Fu Ze tilted his head slightly, his words carrying a hint of probing.

A nearby person immediately corrected: "Not just good at it, it's extremely good at it."

"Alex is someone who can win awards in national competitions!"

Being flattered like that, and seeing Fu Ze now only wearing a shirt, Alexei became distracted again, coughing and saying, "It's alright."

Fu Ze chuckled lightly: "How good is 'good'? Let me see."

As he spoke, he pushed the shuffled cards in front of Alexei.

Then, as he got up, he secretly took the room key from Alexei's pocket.

Well, it's true that room keys are outdated, but they still have their uses sometimes.

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With the first delivery to Badger Tooth approaching, Fu Ze, who had won a fortune after several rounds, used the excuse that "it's hard to explain having so much money" and very decisively gave away all his chips.

He loosely draped his coat over his shoulders and walked along the outer fence to the back of the deck.

This area contains the energy and propulsion systems of cruise ships, a place that ordinary guests like Alexei would never visit.

This gave Fu Ze an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Catching the sounds of gears meshing and steel cables tightening carried on the sea breeze, he quickly climbed to the best observation point on the entire ship.

To Fu Ze's surprise, someone had already gotten there first.

Judging from his attire, he is a crew member, and his rank is not low.

Why would someone like that be here?

With time running out, Fu Ze had no choice but to suppress his doubts for the time being and settle for the second-best observation position—a lookout tower located diagonally behind the best observation position.

Once he had stealthily taken his place, the figures in the cargo loading area, the people who had taken over, and Fu Ze were now in a situation where "the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

A sudden gust of sea breeze blew up, causing the hat on the figure's head to tilt slightly.

Perhaps finding it cumbersome, the figure simply took off the hat and held it in their hand.

At the same time, the thin clouds that had been obscuring the setting sun parted slightly under the influence of the sea breeze, casting their last rays of light onto the ship.

However, this glimmer of light completely stunned Fu Ze.

Why is there a tuft of hair on this figure's head that looks so familiar?!

There's only one tuft of hair in the world, and every morning someone has to use strong hairspray to forcefully smother it down, otherwise it will definitely affect my personal image!

It's you!

It really was you!

Hara Mihoshi!

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Author's Note: Xingxing's identity was revealed so suddenly! [newbie]