Azad probably couldn't have imagined that the person he was looking for now was in the same restaurant, three tables away from him.

Masha is now a man because his Anima is so conspicuous.

Silver-haired and red-eyed, as well as that devilish figure, this is really eye-catching wherever you go.

In contrast, although the man's form may be blown out by the braised eggs in the tavern, on the other hand, the silver-haired and red-eyed beautiful girl who appeared in that town that day is the biggest explosion point of the day, and the biggest talking point after tea and dinner, it is likely that even the three braised eggs themselves will not brag about the strange East Asian people they met for a while.

Of course, Masha did some cross-dressing, and he dyed his hair, and now has flaxen-colored hair, which blends perfectly into the local Latina community.

As for the East Asian face, this can't be solved, but Masha has an advantage: he has a more popular face.

Even if he has the label of East Asian face shape, he is also a public face, and it is difficult to distinguish it after blending into the crowd.

In addition, Bunin is the capital of the country, and there are actually many foreigners.

And the town was too remote before, and East Asians were an absolute rarity.

Marsha calmly eats a Latin-style lunch.

There are not many types of dishes in this restaurant, but the taste is still quite good, especially this Spanish barbecue, which Masha eats very happily.

As for Marsha's money...... Masha had thought of asking Xu Boning or Pierre Aronnas, but Captain Nemo couldn't save face by asking for money.

If you really want it, you can only ask for it in millions, which seems to be more in line with Captain Nemo's identity.

But that would be too big, and it would be easy for others to think crankily.

So Masha took another option.

He put the power of his Freudian school to good use.

Arriving in Bunin, Masha stole a basket of corn at the market.

Then he found a rich man and blew the basket of corn into the product of the biological magic experiment conducted by the "Archmage Reslin", and told the rich man that eating this corn can increase the total amount of mana faster, and the growth rate is as high as one percent.

Then Masha blew the 1 percent as if it had increased 100 percent.

In the end, the rich man obediently bought a basket of corn at a high price.

In fact, it was just ordinary corn in the vegetable market for the poor who did not have the convenience of using their mobile phones to enjoy the convenience of magical shopping.

By the way, in Latin America, people rarely eat corn directly, their corn is mainly used to feed livestock, and people eat mostly meat.

No way, this place in Latin America is a treasure land, you can grow a lot of anything you plant, and the people here are poor and poor, and it is difficult to starve.

That's why Latin America is a continent loved by God.

If it weren't for the fact that it was so close to America, it would be heaven on earth.

With the money he earned from selling corn, Masha ate Spanish barbecue, drank red wine, and listened to the melodious music played by the pianist in the restaurant, which was very classy.

Of course, he also bought a suitsuit that fitted him.

And he was seriously considering the possibility of becoming a professional fraudster.

Masha needs an identity to disguise herself, and having a new identity also helps to avoid divination.

He had already figured out his pseudonym: he was called Wallace, after all, Masha was 1.88 meters tall, which was quite tall.

With a name, the next step is to open an office and put the pomp and circumstance together.

Marca was well versed in the Tale of Monte Cristo, and he intended to recreate the debut of Dontès, Count of Monte Cristo, in Paris.

Obviously, the money from selling the corn was not enough to support Masha to do this.

- We still have to find the next big wrongdoer as soon as possible.

Marsha's gaze roamed the inside of the restaurant.

It's the most exclusive restaurant in Bunin, in other words, it's the best place to hang out.

Masha locked on several targets, one of which looked like an Indian.

Yes, he locked on Azad Melangar.

Of course, Masha didn't know what the Indian man's name was, and he didn't know that the Indian was tracking Captain Nemo.

He simply used the skills of his Freudian school to choose the most suitable person to be the most wronged leader.

His psychoanalytic abilities told him that the Indian was now unfamiliar with the land and needed a guide who knew the situation.

Although Masha is not familiar with Bunin's situation, it doesn't matter - the other side doesn't know the situation, so it means that Masha can say whatever he wants.

And as a Freudian school, the self-confidence of the fool has been established.

Let's try our luck first, and if the situation is not good, I will turn around and slip away.

So Masha pulled out a green dollar from his pocket - this side is called A-Yuan, because the American name has changed to America.

Masha held the dollar up in a delicate little clip—ten cents but very delicate—and held it up.

Immediately a waiter came up, offered his body, and put his ear next to Marsha's head.

"Seal the ...... over there Mr. Mughal, serve a glass of champagne. ”

Masha almost said India, but there is no India in this world, only the Mughals.

The waiter took the dollar and left without saying a word.

Soon the champagne was served, and the waiter whispered a few words in the Indian ear.

The Indian looked at Masha and gave him a courtesy smile.

Masha decisively picked up the wine glass on the table, paced to the Indian table, and asked in pure English, "Can I sit here?" ”

Masha is a bit vague because he doesn't know if the Mughals here have a history of being colonized by the British, and if not, then it is likely that the Mughal upper class does not know English like everyone in real India.

But Marsha's psychoanalytic abilities told him that the other party understood.

Then the other party responded in curry-flavored English: "Of course, I'm glad to meet a gentleman as personable as you." ”

Masha sat down decisively, and then went straight to the point: "I noticed that you seem to have encountered something unpleasant. ”

He glanced at the handheld computer that the Indian had placed on the table, and saw that it was the news of the commotion caused by the silver-haired red-eyed beauty.

Marsha: "That's for a lady who is so beautiful that she doesn't seem to be a human thing." ”

- Grass, boasting about her own women's form, it feels like a giant fucking weird.

The Indian pressed off the screen of the handheld computer and asked Masha with a serious face: "...... Familiar with this lady? ”

- I am this lady!

Masha smiled, "Not familiar, but if you're looking for her, I can help you a little." ”

It's true, Masha can really help, and not a little, a very huge help.

The Indian did not speak, and Marsha speculated that he was waiting for his subordinates to report the results of the polygraph in the telepathic communication.

After a few seconds, the Indian smiled at Marsha and asked in curry-flavored English, "What do you call this gentleman?" ”

Marsha: "Wallace, William Wallace, but you should know that it's a pseudonym. ”