Indeed, all their photos were posted on the bulletin board.
To be more precise, they were their work badges. The photos of all seven of them were neatly printed on items resembling meal cards, and not one was missing.
Guigu, standing beside the board, noticed his work badge. "Ah, am I the attendant for Carriage No. 1?"
There were no names on their badges; only a single line below the photos identified their roles.
Gu Mian stroked his chin. Each of the seven of them should play a different role, right?
As he looked at each badge, he saw:
Underneath Guigu's photo, it said, "Attendant of Carriage No. 1."
The middle-aged man, Xiao Tiantian, was identified as the "Attendant of Carriage No. 2."
Han Shan was the "Attendant of Carriage No. 3."
Gu Mian was the "Attendant of Carriage No. 4."
Angel Slaughter was the "Attendant of Carriage No. 5."
The middle-aged woman, Suo Qingqiu, was the "Attendant of Carriage No. 6."
Fang Xiang was the "Attendant of Carriage No. 7."