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    The shooting aimed at Amiri caught everyone off guard. Marissa and Connor were no exception to the shock


    The true surprise, however,y in the identity of the gunman: a man in ck who apanied Elvis. Only those in Elvis’ entourage were allowed to bring weapons, as everyone else had been meticulously scanned before entering Starlight Hall


    This pointed to an unsettling truth: the gunman must be linked to the Sunrise. The crowd gasped and turned their eyes toward the gunman


    Elvis’panions, all bodyguards for the Sunrise, wore matching ck uniforms, hats, and masks, each bearing the distinctive logo of the cruise ship


    Unruffled by the multitude of stares, the man who had pulled the trigger stood his ground, his demeanor calm. With cold precision, he fired twice more at Amiri, each bullet finding its mark between the eyebrows


    “0987, what are you doing!?” Elvis’ voice thundered in fury. The bodyguards on the Sunrise were known by numbers, and this one was called 0987


    At that moment, a man in nothing but underwear burst into the room, eximing, “I’m the real 0987! He knocked me out and stole my uniform!”


    This revtion shifted all attention and weapons toward the imposter. “Seize his weapon!” Elvismanded with an authoritative tone. Without resistance, the fake 0987 surrendered his gun


    Despite the multitude of barrels pointed at his head, the counterfeit 0987 maintained hisposure, a smug grin spreading across his face


    Elvis stepped up briskly, tore off the imposter’s hat and mask, and peered closely at him


    Seeing a face he did not recognize, Elvis queried his assistant, “Does he belong to our staff?”


    The assistant swiftly initiated an inquiry and soon reported, “No, he’s not one of us.” Elvis fixed his gaze on the imposter and sneered. “No one has ever dared to impersonate one of us andmit murder on the Sunrise before. You’re quite bold.”


    Marissa, who had been feigning innocence, suddenly turned stone-faced and inexplicably removed her high-heel shoes. While the others were puzzled by her actions, Connor understood her motives, yet he remained passive


    Elvis, ovee with anger, delivered a loud p to the imposter’s face and demanded, “Tell us, who are you!?”


    The imposter’s mouth bled, but he managed a faint smile. “I’m a nobody. Even if I told you my name, it wouldn’t mean anything to you. I hold a deep grudge against Amiri and wanted him dead. My actions weren’t meant to offend the Sunrise.”


    Given Amiri’s notorious past, it wasn’t shocking that someone would seek vengeance so brazenly. Elvis sighed. “Young man, I understand your need for revenge, but you must understand the rules here on the Sunrise. You’ve stirred trouble, and there’s a price for that.”


    The imposter nodded, his resolve clear. “I never expected to walk away from this. My fate is in your hands.”


    Elvis studied the youthful face before him and shook his head. “Such a young and handsome man, and now bound for a watery grave. What a waste.” Despite his pity, Elvis knew the rules of the Sunrise were invible, even by him


    “Anyst words, young man?” Elvis asked


    The imposter cast a fleeting nce at Marissa, then bowed his head, saying, “I hope those I love will live a wonderful life.”


    Elvis grimaced at the unconventional parting words, then hardened his expression. He signaled to his men and said, “Throw him into the sea!”


    As his subordinates moved to carry out the order, Marissa, seated on the sofa, suddenly called out, “Wait.”


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