A black-haired youngster stood by the ticketing entrance with a professional smile. Even the black gloves she wore were well suited for the environment. "Sir, can I have your movie tickets?"
Even Fatty, who was observing the scene through the monitors, couldn't tell who the youngster was because he had altered his hair colour and was wearing a pair of black-rimmed spectacles.
Moreover, the ticketing staff through the monitor looked much fatter than Bo Jiu. He wouldn't be able to tell the difference unless he had been paying close attention.
That aside, Fatty also had all his attention placed on the suspect and hence wouldn't be bothered about anyone else.
The 'ticketing staff' had a glimmer in his eyes when he looked at the suspect's back.
