The Real Culprit  When we arrived at the restaurant,  there weren''t many people there, as  the festivities fromst nightsted  until veryte. I assumed those people were catching up on sleep.


    For most businessmen, the essential negotiations were already concluded.


    Today''s tasks were minimal; it was just a matter of waking up and getting off the ship. Everything wasing to an end.


    Looking around, the few people up early in the restaurant were rtively older. There weren''t many young people, indicating that those young folks must have partied untiltest night.


    As As and I entered the restaurant,


    some people immediately started whispering. After all, many people were aware of the incident.


    A few particrly familiar faces came over to greet us and offered someforting words.


    Everyone seemed rxed andid- back, not as eager as when they first boarded the ship. They had a leisurely mindset, just waiting for the time to return.


    While we enjoyed our meal and chattedfortably, I looked up and saw Jared also entering the restaurant.


    He walked over, exchanged greetings with As, and then looked at me. "Ms.


    Chloe, are you okay?”  I nodded, "Yes, I''m fine."  He exchanged a nce with As and


    chatted as I apologetically excused myself to the restroom.


    As soon as I entered the restroom, | overheard someone whispering, "1 heard the woman who fell into the waterst night is As''s woman." "Yeah, I heard that too. But we weren''t allowed to go over to take a look. I wonder if it''s true.”  "It must be true. I heard they caught the culprit."  The two women chatted casually as they used the restroom.


    "They say her name is Carina. I''ve never heard of such a person."  1 quietly stepped into one of the stalls, not wanting to interrupt their conversation. After all, I was the main character, and it would be awkward for


    them to notice me.


    "She''s just a little follower with no family background. They say her dad runs a tradepany, but what kind o trade can they do? In my opinion, they can''t even be considered nouveau riche.


    “I''ve seen that woman a few times, and she''s quite close to Mrs. Liora. She has always wanted to get close to Liora’s cousin, so she''s always around, assisting Mrs. Liora.”  The conversation I overheard had a lot of information. One of them, speaking quickly, said, "Your words make it sound like you have a lot of information. Don''t tell me it was Mrs.


    Liora’s idea to push her into the  sea?"  "I didn''t say that. Don''t go out


    spreading rumors. [ don''t want to offend these people. Otherwise, my dad will beat me to death. He still wants to curry favor with As. I can''t afford to offend them; otherwise, I''ll end up in hell."  Both of them chuckled.


    Afterposing myself, I was about to leave the restroom when the fast- talker added, "However..."  She paused and continued, "I''ve said a lot. You better not bber it  around."  "Oh, don''t worry."  But  She hesitated and then continued, "1 saw that person yesterday."  "Who? Who did you see?" The other


    one asked.


    "Well... I don''t know. Forget it, I won''t say anything." The person seemed a bit timid.


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    "Come on, don''t leave me hanging!" The other, like me, was curious.


    "The thing is... I''m not sure." The informant whispered, "I just saw a man in ck pulling someone in sportswear into a room. I also saw her throwing her clothes into the sea." "Huh?" The other eximed.


    "I''m telling you, what''s even scarier Jo  "What is it?"  "That person seemed to do something like they say in movies, which is disguising herself. She peeled off a


    “Wait what?" | My heart skipped a beat. No wonder the footage showed that it was Carina. It seemed my judgment was correct; Carina was indeed being manipted.


    The crucial point was that she mentioned a man in ck, confirming As''s spection that the people from the organization in Jitador were indeed connected to Ste.


    It seemed Ste took advantage of the failure of Liora’s n at the swimming pool, framed Carina, and tried to use this incident as a pretext to harm me.


    Even if something went wrong, the investigation wouldn''t trace back to


    her.


    What a cunning move.


    Due to the entire incident, on the surface, Ste seemedpletely unrted to it. I quickly opened the door and walked out of the restroom, thinking that unfortunately, there wasn''t much time left on the ship.


    Investigating Ste thoroughly wouldn''t be easy, let alone obtaining evidence.