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, he seems to have some intellectual problems, 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 faces. The problem was that the images he used to pinch faces in the game could always be used as spiritual weapons, no less than those from Dreamland. He whispered in horror, but he didn't expect to torture himself 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 her chest to burst violently. of ups and downs.

Tsk, if you hadn't brought that broken fan with you, you would have been in danger, you know.

Their eyes met, and then quickly separated. 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 shaped it into a human shape, and with Walker There are seven or eight points of similarity.

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 the top hat, it was difficult to distinguish the authenticity in the dim light.

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 led me to bad things.

However, I have always been a person with a spirit of sacrifice, and I am willing to bear the original sin of the world. Let the trials of these sins come to me, and I am not afraid.

【real? 】

Be serious, prepare for war.

"Hmm, good evening, dear Miss Valente, Ranger Walker is at your service."

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.

After calming down, Lynch bowed slightly towards Miss Valente. The aristocratic lady bit her lip and looked at him deeply. She pointed to the ground under her feet, indicating that she was always here to support. Then she lifted up her skirt and bent her knees slightly, watching Lynch shake. Cane turned and left.

The sea breeze on the June night was still a bit chilly. 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 dock would not attract anyone's attention, and it would be just as normal for a gentleman in formal attire to come over. Lynch avoided several strong men running around carrying goods and slowly approached the Rangers. carriage.

There was no one watching outside the car, not even the driver. There was only a horse that was hitched 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, walked quickly to the car door, raised his hand and knocked...

Before he even touched the door, voices suddenly came from inside the door, and the door began to move.

Damn, this sound...

The moment he heard the voice, Lin Qi's pupils suddenly contracted, the hair on the back of his neck stood up, and his muscles tensed up. He hid his body like a conditioned reflex, and at the same time, he jumped into the air and climbed onto the roof of the car silently.

The next moment, the car door opened and a man jumped out of the car.

Ranger, Walker.

"Huh? What?"

As soon as Walker landed, he quickly looked around and found that there was no one around him, so he shook his cane with a puzzled look on his face:

"It seems like I saw something flying past. Am I drunk too?"

Lynch, who was on the roof of the car, felt his heart 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 get some fresh air, Robben. Just be careful. If you really want to vomit, you can vomit under the tree there, but don't leave the carriage too far. Your drinking capacity is not good, young man. You just have a few sips to relieve yourself. You I can’t sit still anymore, I need to practice more in the future.”

"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.

Huh, 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 had gone away, then turned over and jumped off the roof of the car.

He opened the car door directly and walked in confidently.

The car was filled with the aroma of food. 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 was a high-altitude liquor. The corners of Lynch's mouth twitched when he saw it.

On the other side was a young soul-shifter, whose strength was at least level one, with an immature look on his face. He looked younger than Lynch.

The young man was drunk, leaning back in his chair in a daze, and said incoherently: "Hello, sir, you're back so soon?"

"So you need to practice more, young man, drink at least one bottle a day in the future, and check after two months."

Even when facing a drunk person, Lynch still tried to recall Walker's words and tone just now, and said seriously:

"I'm worried that you will vomit in the car, and then there will be no one in the car, how can I wait? Seeing that you are drunk now, go home and sleep quickly. , write a self-reflection report tomorrow and give it to me. It must be profound. "

"Sir, no, no, I'll be fine in a minute..."

"Stop talking nonsense, this is an order. You are in your current state, and it will be a burden if you stay. Besides, there will be no danger in 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, and I don't want to say it again. "

"Yes, yes, yes."

Hearing the commander's stern rebuke, the young Robben felt warm in his heart. He jumped up and saluted, jumped out of the car and stumbled towards the dock.

There are many drunkards, and no one paid attention to this extra one. Seeing that the kid really left, Lynch immediately celebrated by clapping his left and right hands, quickly moved to the position of the young man just now, adjusted the wrinkles of his uniform close to the young man according to his memory, grabbed the bottle of wine and sprinkled a little on his body, and then took out the mirror and began to pinch his face again.

This time, of course, it was the young Robben.

It's a bit abstract, forget it, just grow it casually, this thing is really troublesome to use.

While complaining, he adjusted his appearance. Just when he adjusted it to be somewhat similar, the car door was suddenly pushed open again.

"Sir, sir, I, I really didn't ask when I went home early..."

For a moment, inside and outside the car, the two Robben looked at each other, and the air seemed to be suffocating.

"Ah, it turns out that I am still in the car. It turns out that I am dreaming. It seems that I really need to go back to sleep for a while."

While muttering, the young man turned his head and left, staggering and completely disappeared outside the port.

Damn, I was scared to death, drunkards are so annoying.

Lin Qi was stunned, opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time, then reacted, quickly closed the car door, held up the mirror and continued to adjust his appearance.

It's barely five or six points similar, just make do, drunkards don't look normal.

After barely completing the disguise, Lynch just put away the mirror and slumped in the chair, and the car door was pushed open again.

Walker, the Ranger, was standing at the door, looking at the car with scrutiny.