Chapter 627

　　Third person's POV 　　The kitchen wasn't on this deck. The cargo the ship was transporting wasn't alive or fresh food products. 　　Under normal circumstances, the smell of blood should not have appeared out of nowhere. 　　However, thinking of the gunshot last night, Wilmot became more vigilant. 　　He would not overlook any opportunity that could potentially harm Tabitha. 　　After preparing breakfast for her, Wilmot quickly headed to the surveillance room. 　　He figured that by checking the surveillance footage, he should be able to clear up all his doubts. 　　The crew member in charge of monitoring the cameras was fast asleep, snoring loudly. 　　Wilmot skillfully operated the equipment, starting to review the footage from half an hour ago. 　　His fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard, but he found that the surveillance system had malfunctioned, making it impossible to retrieve any relevant records. 　　It was clear that someone had tampered with the surveillance system! 　　It seemed that an uni