Chapter 1334: The Cost of Internet Access
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This afternoon, Han Suiping felt like he was running a fever, alternating between feeling hot and cold.
At one moment, he thought it was too risky; what if he got caught? But then he remembered the novel he hadnāt finished reading online last time and couldnāt resist the itch. He even registered for a social networking site account, and he was wondering if anyone had replied to him after all this time. He had paid such a high price to get online. He couldnāt bear the thought of sneaking back home empty-handed. Besides, if he didnāt do it this time, would he ever have the chance to go online again in his lifetime?
Would it be safer to go when itās late and quiet?
Clutching the railing tightly, Han Suiping scanned the area, spotting several surveillance cameras watching over the deck.
Itās fine, itās fine. His cool breath trembled in his abdomen. He was afraid to exhale as if fearing it would reveal his thoughts. There were cameras on the ship, but not out at sea. If he faced the sea, with his back to the surveillance, he could still hide the presence of the computer.
First, he needed something for illumination to cover the light from the computer screen. Although the phone was small, turning on the flashlight was quite bright, and he also had a portable reading lamp, which solved this problem. Secondly, he needed to cover himself and the computer with a blanket. Although it looked strange, it made sense in the cold sea breeze of the night.
He decided not to take the computer out of the color book but to open it directly. If someone came by, he could just close the book. The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. Besides, itās not like someone would stare at every surveillance screen without blinking 24 hours a day. If he went to the top deck of the cruise ship, it would be even safer; there would be fewer people there, fewer cameras, and less surveillance value.
He tossed and turned about his plan to go online and walked the route from his room to the top deck several times, ensuring nothing unexpected would happen. Finally, he nervously awaited the night. Due to nervous exhaustion, he fell asleep in a daze around seven or eight in the evening. By the time it was past one oāclock, he suddenly woke up without an alarm clock, his heart pounding, and he couldnāt sleep anymore.
It was time.
Han Suiping packed everything into his bag, intentionally wore a large coat and hat, and quietly left the room. The corridor was quiet, with dim lights, leftover trays piled up next to the neighboring rooms, and most people should be asleep.
He didnāt take the elevator because the lights in the elevator shaft were too bright, making him feel exposed. He climbed up the stairs floor by floor, and when he reached the fourth floor, he suddenly heard faint music and laughter from a room at the end of the corridor ā it seemed that some young people were still playing in the middle of the night.
Han Suiping swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking it shouldnāt affect him, and continued upstairs. As he approached the top of the stairs, he saw a pair of feet appear, causing him to hold his breath momentarily. Pretending to be nonchalant, as the two were about to pass each other, the person suddenly asked, āHey, youāre not asleep yet?ā
Han Suiping looked up and saw a somewhat familiar girl holding a tray of drinks, apparently heading back to the room downstairs. He remembered that non-alcoholic drinks were provided on the fifth floor.
āI sat next to you this afternoon,ā she said, looking at him strangely. āWhere are you going?ā
Han Suipingās ears were filled with the rushing sound of blood, his heart beating almost without pause, and he heard himself stutter, āI⦠I canāt sleep; just going out for some fresh air.ā
Going out for fresh air in the middle of the night with a hat and a backpack?
When the girl walked past him, he seemed to hear her doubts in her mind. She had already turned her head, and her footsteps seemed to quicken slightly.
What if she reported him as suspicious? That wouldnāt be new. Colleagues, students, and teachers report each other without hesitation, and whatās more, it was a stranger. He couldnāt afford the risk of someone checking the surveillance footage of his actions.
āUm.ā Han Suiping knew he had to do something, so he hurriedly asked, āAre you here with friends?ā
The girl stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked up expressionlessly. āYeah.ā
āIām here alone. Itās a bit boring. Iām just going out for some fresh air, but I have to bring a book or beer; otherwise, thereās nothing to do. How about we all go swimming together tomorrow? Iāll treat you to beer.ā Han Suiping smiled, making himself sound like he was hitting on her. āMy room number is 1023. If youāre interested, call me on the internal line.ā
His room number wasnāt 1023 at all.
The girlās expression changed. She was a pretty girl and must have been approached by many people before, so it was normal for her to consider him one of the suitors. āIāll ask my friends, but there are guys too.ā
āYour boyfriend?ā Han Suiping deliberately asked.
āNo, Iām still single,ā the girl said, apparently thinking she understood the situation completely, and walked away with dignity.
He passed one test. Now that he knew her room was on the fifth floor, he could avoid her and go his way. In such a large cruise ship, the two could completely avoid each other; if he was unlucky enough to encounter her again, he could claim he got the room number wrong.
When Han Suiping safely reached the top deck, facing the vast sea covered by night, he exhaled. Although he had never harmed anyone or stolen a penny, his actions were enough to warrant a prison sentence; now, he could stand here peacefully because he was quick-witted and had slipped out of danger several times.
During the day, he selected a bench far from the surveillance cameras. The top deck was curved, and the cameras could only see the back of the bench, just as planned. When he opened the color book and pressed the power button, the music, and flashlight from his phone stirred the night, covering his actions.
āPlease, connect,ā he silently prayed. The ship was now deeper into the open sea, farther from the satellite signal isolation zone, as it should be. Suddenly, with a ding, he jumped, almost dropping the blanket.
Success! Connected!
The old thing still worked, and he wished he could kiss the computer. Something inside him that had been tightly closed suddenly opened, and a cool sea breeze blew in, making him want to cry. The open sea, he thought, this is the open sea.
āHey, what are you doing in the middle of the night?ā someone suddenly shouted from behind, startling Han Suiping and almost making him cry.
He quickly closed his notebook, turned around, and saw a man walking over in slippersāsomeone drinking late at night. With a can in hand and unclear speech, he looked like he had just come up.
āDid I disturb you?ā He hurriedly said, āIāll turn off the music immediately.ā
The half-drunk man came over and sat down with a grunt, saying, āDonāt turn it off. Show me what songs you have⦠Why are you covering yourself with a blanket? Whatās in your arms?ā
āIām just sitting here for a while, looking at some drawings,ā Han Suiping said, trying to suppress his anger. After some thought, he handed over his phone, hoping to divert the manās attention. āTake a look and see if thereās anything you like.ā
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