Yang Yi felt that he had to take a break, otherwise he would not be able to cope with the dangerous environment he would face in the best condition.

has been tense for several days, after a continuous long-distance flight, Yang Yi is not an iron man, he is already very tired mentally and physically, and Anton is just as tired, maybe even more tired than Yang Yi.

Taking out two mobile phones that had been prepared in the safe house a long time ago, loading the card, charging them, and then putting the weapon next to the pillow, Yang Yi soon fell asleep.

Five hours of sleep was not enough to fully recover, but with Yang Yi's physical condition, five hours was enough to relieve his fatigue, at least he could meet the upcoming challenges in near-optimal condition.

How important is the state of the situation?

As a simple example, if Yang Yi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, then he probably wouldn't notice that there was something unusual in the eyes of an oncoming passerby, and this person with abnormal eyes was about to pull out a gun and give him a blow.

When a negligence can kill you, of course, you must pay attention to all the situations around you, if you can't do it, it means danger.

Therefore, staying for five more hours in exchange for more physical strength and spirit is a cost-effective choice for Yang Yi and Anton, who are in danger.

Yang Yi and Anton woke up almost at the same time, then they began to wash, then eat, and after eating, the two began to pick out the right identity.

"I'm a little too tall......"

Looking at the row of dazzling female wigs, Yang Yi sighed with some regret, he felt that it was safer to pretend to be a woman, but he was a little taller, although tall women in the United States are not uncommon, but women above one meter eight will inevitably receive more attention from men, and for a person who needs makeup to escape, any gaze is an unnecessary risk.

Anton opened the drawer and pulled out a stack of driver's licenses, along with a stack of passports.

"Well, I can use that identity."

Anton opened a passport to Yang Yi, the photo of the passport was an old man, who looked to be in his seventies, his nationality was French, his body was slightly fat, and Anton's figure was quite similar, in this way, Anton had less work to do in disguise.

"French passport? Well, look at when you enter, if the visa expires, it will be embarrassing. ”

Anton looked at it and said, "Work visa, no problem." ”

Yang Yi took a bunch of passports and looked at them, and finally he picked up one and said, "Then I'll choose this." ”

Yang Yi chose a white man with an American nationality.

"Makeup as white?"

"yes, what do you think?"

"If you wear white makeup, you can easily be spotted when you go through security, and I think Asians are more suitable."

Yang Yi spread his hands and said, "But there is no suitable Asian passport here." ”

"What about the hair, changing the hair color or a wig?"

"Change your hairstyle, change your hair color, okay, let's get started, I'll help you later."

Yang Yi began to carefully apply a liquid that can change the skin tone to himself, which is not the same as cosmetics used by women, the lotion used by Yang Yi is only used by spies, not because of the good effect, but because of the high price, extreme scarcity, and the intolerable damage of cosmetics, the damage to the skin, it doesn't matter if this thing is used once or twice occasionally, it is used for a long time, unless the woman wants to get skin cancer.

Filling the face with something like silicone, raising the nose or something is actually secondary, the important thing is that Yang Yi turns his face into a person who is completely different from his original face.

The safe house is very well equipped, but it is impossible to have all the sophisticated equipment, because a safe house that does not know if it will be activated or when it will be activated is too expensive if it is piled up with everything a spy needs.

Anton's makeup was relatively simple, and after he turned himself into an old man, he walked to Yang Yi's side and said, "Haircut." ”

"Okay, well, very short hair."

Yang Yi sat in front of the mirror, Anton picked up scissors and clippers, and quickly turned Yang Yi's hair into a flat head, and then he began to choose the color number.

"How's brown?"

"Yes."

"Well, the discoloration should be very natural, I'll try the effect first."

For a successful disguise, hair is very, very important, so Anton's haircutting skills can be a barber, of course, it is not a very advanced kind, because the craft of haircutting will regress after a long time, but for the effect of hair dyeing, Anton is definitely a barber master level.

The time is short, the effect is fast, and in less than twenty minutes, Yang Yi's hair color has become light brown.

Yang Yi chose a pair of contact lenses for herself, women with contact lenses love beauty, as for Yang Yi's contact lenses, of course, it is to change the color of the eyes and iris.

Finding the box corresponding to the passport number, Yang Yi carefully took out the transparent sheets contained in the small box, and then he began to glue the sheets one by one to his fingers in a fixed order.

A fake identity is not just a passport.

If you need iris recognition, the contact lenses are likely to be unable to pass, but if you need to check your fingerprints, Yang Yi is absolutely fine.

Of course, you need to change your clothes, not only your clothes, but also your suitcase.

The suitcase that is definitely in line with Yang Yi's fake identity, the items in the suitcase, even the clothes that are dirty and haven't had time to wash, must be carefully sorted out and placed in the suitcase.

In the end, Yang Yi began to take out all his weapons, of course, it was the kind of real weapon, such as a gun that he would definitely not carry, and a knife could not be carried, Yang Yi would only bring some weapons that did not look like weapons at all, and would never become weapons in the hands of ordinary people.

For example, a few thin silk threads, such as a wedding ring that can pull out a small thorn, and sunglasses that can pull off the frame to make a short spike, but that's all.

For Yang Yi, the most reliable weapons are his hands and brain.

Yi Yi was reluctant to hide the short knife that would not easily leave his body, Yang Yi patted his hands vigorously to confirm that the fingerprints on his hands would definitely not fall off, and he changed to a Welsh accent and said to Anton: "I'm ready." ”

Anton pulled down a bucket hat and said in French, "I'm ready, so let's go." ”

Yang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, I think we should book a ticket first, and it is a ticket reservation, and then, we will go to the hotel." ”

As the water said

There is only one chapter today, I'm on the ship now, and the code words are inconvenient, sorry.