Of course, these are all just my imaginations, and no one knows what the actual situation is.

Now, in order to be able to enter Johnson's house again and find out his whereabouts, I have to resort to make-up.

The magical technique of disguise is an essential skill as a detective. With the help of this ingenious technique, detectives can easily make themselves up as someone no one has ever seen. And I'm so proficient in the art of make-up that I couldn't be more proficient.

I went back to my office and rummaged through the cabinets to find all the tools and materials I could use to make up.

Inside the box, the first thing I saw was a long curl of fake white hair and a fake white beard.

I thought on a whim, if I put myself on the makeup of an elderly man, would it be easier to get the sympathy and love of others? Would Johnson's wife and daughter have a different kind of friendly attitude towards me?

Once I had made up my mind, I began to apply my makeup carefully.

I first shaved off some of the black stubble on the side of my face, washed off the old glue on the edge of the fabric, then wiped my face clean, and began to apply glue, because it was a hot day, people are particularly prone to sweating, in order to prevent sweat from wetting the white beard and losing its stickiness, I had to apply glue several times.

After the glue was applied, I gently glued the long white beard cover to the side of the chin, then to the tip of the chin and then to the corner of the mouth.

At this point, a long and white beard stuck to my chin, and I believe that as long as no one pulls hard, no one will know that my white beard will be fake.

After the fake white beard was done, I continued to put the fake white hair on my head. But I suddenly realized that my face had not been covered with any make-up, and Johnson's wife was still able to recognize me easily.

So I had to make my young, smooth facial skin into wrinkles and life spots that only older people have.

Of course, this did not bother me, I took out the oil paint used for makeup in the box, looked in the mirror, and painted the oil paint on my face, I painted the smooth and elastic left part of my face into a series of loose black spots, and then used oil paint to paint the right half of my face with layers of age spots.

The oil paint I use for makeup is absolutely not available in the market, and it was prepared by my grandfather with a special medicine. My grandfather once told me that this kind of oil paint cannot be eluted with water, and it must be eluted with a specially made formula liquid.

As a descendant of the Long family, of course I know how to make this special liquid, so I definitely don't have to worry about the things on my face that can't be washed off.

After the makeup was done, I looked in the mirror repeatedly, and even I couldn't recognize the person in the mirror anymore.

In order to make myself more like the elderly, I bent down and straightened my waist, hunched over my back to learn from the old men to walk, and let out the old cough sound that only the elderly should have while walking.

I'm a ventriloquist who learned from famous teachers since I was a child, so it's easy for me to make my voice older.

I was walking down the street like all old people, and just as I was hunched over, a young European guy suddenly ran up to me. With a smile on his face, he said, "Uncle, do you want to buy crutches?" ”

Being called an old man made me laugh in my heart, but I couldn't have a seizure in action, and I had to show my stuff when I had a seizure, so I pretended to be deaf and waved my hand: "What...... Youngster...... What do you say, my old man's ears are not good, and he can't hear clearly. ”

The young man from Europe suddenly whispered into my right ear: "Uncle, do you want to buy a cane at such an old age?" It's safer that way. ”

I was not deaf and my hearing was very good, and when he screamed so loudly, I was naturally frightened and took a big step back.

I was extremely angry, my face showed a fierce light, and I scolded viciously: "I'm not blind, your uncle and I have very good eyes, why do you need your broken crutches!" ”

When the European guy saw that I was suddenly inexplicably angry, he pouted and looked wronged. To be honest, if he hadn't just spoken loudly into my ear and frightened me, I would never have scolded him for no reason.

Although all this is my own fault, who called me an extremely good-looking person who refuses to admit his mistakes?

With an angry expression, I continued slowly towards Johnson's home.

As soon as I walked to the first floor, I suddenly stopped, and I thought of a question, I am now an eighty-year-old man, just imagine how can an eighty-year-old man have so much energy to climb the seventh floor? If I had walked up to the seventh floor like I had done last time, I would have attracted the attention of others.

This time I can no longer follow my own wishes, climb to the seventh floor, can only choose to take the elevator, although I extremely dislike to take the elevator, but now in order not to be noticed by others, I can only bend over, hunched back, step by step pretending to slowly walk to the elevator door.

To be honest, it's really hard for me for a young guy to walk with an old man bent over and hunched over, and he can't show his flaws. But no matter how difficult it is, I have to pretend, who told me to pretend to be an old man who is asking for my own hardships? If you pretend to be a young man in the prime of life, wouldn't you not have to suffer like this?

I hummed and walked into the elevator hunched over.

Except for what I thought were only two people in the elevator, the two people inside looked like a young couple, they snuggled up to each other, made some intimate gestures such as kissing and hugging, and the woman even took off her shoes and socks and put her legs on the man's legs. They didn't care that I, the old man, was by their side, and I chose to "close my eyes and recuperate" in the face of this tempting behavior.

The elevator suddenly stopped when it reached the third floor, and needless to say, it was naturally someone waiting on the third floor. Sure enough, when the elevator door opened, a young and beautiful woman in white caught my eye, and when I looked closely at his face, I was so surprised that I almost jumped.

Surely I would never have imagined that this young and beautiful woman in white would be Miss Mieko, and she walked into the elevator with a smile on her face, revealing a mouthful of white snow-like teeth.

At that time, my whole heart was beating faster, my chest was rising and falling, and my whole body was trembling violently in the corner of the elevator.

Mieko saw that I was trembling, and she walked up to me and crouched down. Her body exuded the faint scent of a young woman. The breath made me take a few more breaths. In August, it was a hot summer, Mieko was wearing very little clothing, and she crouched down to look at me, so that I could clearly see her two white and seductive breasts.

Frankly speaking, I'm a man after all, how can I not be nervous in the face of a peerless beauty like Mieko? I was so dry and excited that I shook my head and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine." Originally, there was nothing flawed in these words, but at that time I used my real voice, and I forgot that I am now an old man in his eighties, and I even forgot that I should speak in the voice of an old man. When I finished speaking, Mieko and the people in the elevator looked at me.

In order to dispel the suspicions of others, I once again coughed in the voice of the elderly: "Ahem...... Cough, cold and fever burn throat...... It's burned out, and I don't know how long I'll live with my old bones, alas...... When I'm old, I'm afraid of death, and I'm ...... I was overly excited...... So much so that the heart attack almost returned. ”

The others in the elevator heard me say this, and immediately they all returned to their original ways and stopped paying attention to me. Mieko, on the other hand, was still standing beside me, and she looked at me with an extremely caring look.