Chapter 227 Disguise
The eyebrows are a little thinner, the nose is a little flatter, and the distance between the eyes is a little wider.
Well, it looks like there is something wrong with his intelligence, maybe Walker is not like this.
All over again.
The first time he used Karina's exquisite makeup, Lynch found that its use was like pinching his face. The problem was that the image he used to pinch his face in the game could always be used as a spiritual weapon. It was no less than a terrifying whisper from a dreamland. I didn't expect to torture myself again in another world.
As a result, after half an hour of pinching in front of the mirror, Miss Valente, a gentle and virtuous aristocratic lady, laughed so hard that she fell to the ground several times. Now she is still leaning on the street lamp, holding her chest and panting. , causing the chest to rise and fall violently.
Tsk, if you hadn't brought that broken fan with you, you would have been in danger, you know.
The eyes met, and then separated quickly. Maybe it was a little hot, and both of their faces were a little red. Lynch hurriedly picked up the mirror, and this time under the guidance of Miss Valente, he finally pinched it. He has a human form, and he is 70-80% similar to Walker.
At this time, the old butler Louis happened to come back with the carriage and retrieved the Ranger uniform from the apartment for Lynch. Once he put on the full uniform and put on the top hat, it was already difficult in the dim light. Discern authenticity.
It's just that I've been used to wearing Master Christian's famous handicrafts for the past few days, and when I put on this kind of standard suit, I always feel that it's wrinkled and doesn't fit anywhere.
Sure enough, luxury and enjoyment are the root of all evil, and they have ruined me.
However, I have always had a spirit of sacrifice, and I am willing to bear the original sins of the world. Let the tests of these sins come to me, and I have nothing to fear.
【real? 】
Be serious and prepare for war.
"Well, good evening, dear Miss Valente, Ranger Walker is willing to serve you."
Trying to make his voice deeper, more like Walker's voice in his memory, Lynch was not sure, but as he said, who knows if it will work if he doesn't try, what if those people are blind.
Calling himself, Lynch bowed slightly towards Miss Valente. The aristocratic lady bit her lips and took a deep look at him. She pointed to the ground under her feet, indicating that she was always here to prepare for support. Then she lifted up her skirt and lightly He bent his knees and watched Lynch turn around and leave while shaking his cane.
The sea breeze was still a bit cold in the June night. Lin Qi tightened his coat and walked quickly to the pier.
It is almost late at night, and although the brightly lit dock is no longer as lively as it was during the day, it is still busy. As the largest port in the southern part of the Rand, the daily throughput is amazing. From time to time, ocean-going cargo ships are dragging heavy cargo under the guidance of the twin towers. The black smoke sailed into the port, filling the air with the smell of coal smoke and putting harvest smiles on the faces of workers and businessmen on the docks.
In such an environment, a carriage parked on the pier would not attract anyone’s attention, and it would be just as normal for a gentleman in formal clothes to come over. Lynch avoided a few strong men running away carrying goods, and slowly Slowly approaching the Ranger's carriage.
No one was watching outside the car, not even the driver. There was only a horse tied to the car, snoring lazily and looking lazily at the dock workers who occasionally passed by.
It's okay, I pretended to be the same, they are all blind and can't see it.
Lin Qi repeatedly encouraged himself in his heart, walked quickly to the car door, raised his hand and knocked...
Before he touched the door, a voice suddenly came from inside the door, and the door also It started to move.
Damn it, this voice...
The moment he heard the voice, Lin Qi's pupils suddenly shrank, the hair on the back of his neck stood up, and the muscles all over his body tensed, he used lurking to hide his body like a conditioned reflex, and at the same time he leaped into the air. He got up and climbed onto the roof of the car silently.
The next moment, the car door opened and a person jumped out of the car.
Ranger, Walker.
"Huh? What is it?"
As soon as Walker landed, he quickly looked around and found that there was no one around, then he shook his cane with a puzzled look:
"It's like I saw something flying past. Am I drunk too?"
Only on the roof of the car did Lynch feel that his heart was beating violently again, and cold sweat had soaked his back.
Damn, it was so dangerous, I was just one step away from being caught on the spot.
Lynch's mind was spinning rapidly. Walker, who was under the car, had already retracted his gaze, stretched hard, and then turned back to the car and said:
"I'm going to the beach to enjoy the wind, Robben. Just be careful, if you really want to vomit, just vomit under the tree over there, but don't leave the carriage too far. You're not a good drinker, young man. If you just drink a few sips to relieve yourself, you'll already be unable to sit still, and you'll have to do it again in the future. Practice more." "Yes, sir."
There was a vague response from the car. Walker, who was wearing a Ranger uniform, curled his lips and closed the car door, moved his shoulders, and walked all the way to the North Sea.
Phew, you’re so lucky. Damn it, why is this guy here? He doesn’t sleep at night. Do you think you are an agency leader working the night shift?
It seems that he is really the leader of the agency.
No, I'm stupid. It's unusual for him not to be here for such an important thing. I should have thought of it in advance.
What to do now? Is my plan about to die before it even gets started?
Lying on the roof of the car and rubbing his chin, Lynch suddenly rolled his eyes. After thinking seriously for a moment, he raised his head to confirm that Walker was gone, then turned over and jumped off the roof of the car.
He opened the car door directly and walked in confidently.
The aroma of food filled the carriage. A large bag of fish and chips was spread out among the seats. There was also a small half bottle of tequila next to it. This is a high-altitude liquor. Lin looked at it. Qi's mouth twitched.
On the other side is a young soul-shifter, whose strength is at least level one, with an immature look on his face, and he looks younger than Lynch.
The young man was smelling of alcohol, leaning on the chair in a daze, and said inarticulately: "Hello, sir, are you back so soon?"
"So you need to practice more, Young man, drink at least one bottle a day from now on, and check after two months.”
Even when facing a drunk person, Lynch still tried to recall Walker’s words and tone, and said seriously:
"I'm worried that you vomited in the car. Will there be anyone in the car for a while? How can I wait? Look at how drunk you are now. Go home and go to bed. I'll write a copy of myself tomorrow. Leave it to me to reflect. It won't work if you don't do it deeply."
"Sir, no, no, I'll be fine in a moment..."
"Stop talking nonsense, this is what you are doing now. It would be a burden to stay, not to mention there is no danger for a while. Even if there is danger, do you still want to deal with it for me? Go home quickly. Remember, this is an order, I don’t want to say it again.”
"Yes, yes, yes."
Hearing the officer's stern scolding, young Robben felt warm in his heart. He jumped up and saluted, jumped out of the car and stumbled towards the outside of the pier.
Drunk men have seen too many, and no one paid attention to this extra thing. Seeing that the child was really gone, Lin Qi immediately clapped his left hand and right hand to celebrate, quickly moved to the young man's position, and followed his memory. The wrinkles of his uniform were adjusted to be closer to the young man's. He grabbed a wine bottle and sprinkled some on his body. Then he took out a mirror and started pinching his face again.
This time of course it was the young man Robben.
It's a bit abstract, forget it, just make it as long as you like. This thing is really troublesome to use.
While complaining, he adjusted his appearance. The one he just adjusted was somewhat similar, but the car door was suddenly pushed open again.
"Sir, sir, I, I really didn't ask when I went home early..."
For a moment, the two Robbens looked at each other inside and outside the carriage, and the air seemed to be suffocating.
“Ah, it turns out that I am still in the car. I am indeed dreaming. It seems that I really need to go back and sleep for a while.”
While chanting, the young man turned around and left, swaying and completely disappearing outside the port.
Damn, that scared me to death. Drunks are so annoying.
Lin Qi was stunned. He opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a long time. Then he realized what he was doing. He quickly closed the car door and continued to adjust his appearance while holding up the mirror.
They're barely 50 or 60% similar, so that's okay. Not all drunk people look normal.
Having barely completed the disguise, Lynch had just put away the mirror and sat down in the chair when the car door was pushed open again.
Chief Walker of the Rangers was standing at the door, looking at the carriage carefully.
(End of this chapter)