In the room where everyone was resting, Mu Yan had not come back yet, and Uno was not there.

Grace sat quietly by the window, looking at the tumbling waters of the River Styx, a little distracted.

The Jones family is the cornerstone of Turing's founding, and has been divided into two lines since the faith for more than 300 years, one is responsible for leading the Turing swordsmen and playing the role of rulers, that is, the royal family. There is also a line that is responsible for running the business, the equivalent of a large state-owned enterprise, the predecessor of the Jones Chamber of Commerce. The latter is in the same shape as the gilded roses of the Morning Star and the horns of Kane in the blue, and its wealth is one of the best in the whole of Lokan, not to mention in the plains of the horses.

As the eldest lady of the Chamber of Commerce, Grace has naturally been in contact with many young and powerful people since she was a child, including many scumbags who are docile on the outside and evil on the inside, but they all know how to advance and retreat without exception, and know how to measure themselves, just like polite beasts, they will only show their fangs and claws when they compete with each other for food and show their strength in front of females, and even losers will retain the last trace of grace.

On the other hand, Bru, she has been curious since she learned the identity of the other party from Mu Yan, what kind of family environment can cultivate this kind of wonder, even inferior to those waste princes of the Turing royal family - those scum who only know how to spoil female cadets in the Knight Academy and then let the Chamber of Commerce come forward to wipe their buttocks, they all know how to be restrained and grateful, although they are superficial polite words. But Bruw didn't have the slightest respect for his father, you know, that was his only confidence and resources.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

Grace shook her head, she couldn't even figure out why Mu Yan could understand such a strange thing, as if he had such a friend.

……

Mu Yan walked through the corridor and went straight back to the deck, pretending to come out to relax.

Ricky and Hedwig were left in the control room, where they were to stay for some time to come, on a covert mission. As for Jerry, who has "died", he will play the role of Ricky to ensure the integrity of the team and continue to confuse Hablon.

The ship's plans were based on what Glazer knew about Hablon - it was true, as he said, that little had changed in the helm for more than two hundred years, and that he had been as careful as ever, and that his perception had always wrapped around the ship, the old man had noticed it from the moment he stepped on deck.

Although he is not psychopathic to the point where he locks everyone at all times and doesn't even let go of sleeping, he will still find out as soon as there is a change in the number of people. Therefore, there is a difficulty in the plan that cannot be bypassed: how to sneak up and create a "free man" without him knowing.

The candidate is naturally Ricky, who has the most stealth skills, and as for the identity, it is Jerry, who is the most suitable for his figure.

The previous conflict with Charlie on deck was to make Jerry disappear in a reasonable way, first making him a so-called free man, and then he would play Ricky and pass that identity on to the latter.

As for the easter egg that Ricky's goblin breaks his ear in the middle of a fight, it was Eric who added it, saying that such small details can further dispel the suspicions of others, and that Jerry himself does not need to make sacrifices to play the perfect role, and he was deprived of an ear by Morabi in Hosdi.

Uno's line of "hot pot diplomacy" is also a crucial step, which determines whether Ricky can successfully invade the control room and carry out the next step.

The stone cauldron was made by Glazer under Mu Yan's instruction, and the magic patterns on it would make Hablon fall into memories, and as a wizard, just like a normal person would touch familiar things with his hands, he would involuntarily reach out to the sensory tentacles, and then cause an explosion.

Some of the pigment used in the magic pattern comes from the blood marks on the Whirlwind Annihilation, and the blood of the bounty hunter Gondor is enough to paralyze the perception of a legendary assassin like Ricky, which can be volatilized under the cover of the hot pot base and is not easy to detect, as long as Hablon is paralyzed for a moment, it is enough to realize Mu Yan's plan.

Now, everything was going in order, and Mu Yan came to the deck, from which he could see Hablon and Uno confronting Hosdi on the high platform.

"Let's hope it all goes on as usual." He glanced up without a trace.

He came here for another purpose, and if he was out of the basket, he would take a unique way to remedy it.

An approach that hasn't been told to anyone on the team, and even he's not sure if it works.

Time passed minute by minute, Mu Yan was even more nervous than Uno on the high platform, in order to relieve the pressure, he took a deep breath and looked around to distract himself, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the depressed Bruux.

It's this guy......

He reminded Mu Yan of the "charcoal grilled ribs" of the head of the Xingchen Trade Union in "Twilight Era".

The two had been friends since joining the stars in a battle with him against the top of Hogarth, against the Duke of Garton. During a heart-to-heart conversation, he learned that this guy is a rich second generation in reality, his father is engaged in real estate, and he is away all the year round, and he is left with nothing except a string of numbers on the bank card that is an order to "come back to see me after reading the doctorate", and nothing else.

Mu Yan didn't know what it was like to be a rich second generation, but he could feel that the ribs were not happy, and even a little sick. He often does things that are very out of the ordinary in the game, and in the case of going to prison, he has stoned innocent nobles to death on the streets of Morningstar more than once with a fire blast because of the unpleasant look in the eyes. Although Mu Yan would bail him out with superb negotiation skills every time he saw the commission, the two became friends after a while, and in his opinion, they were also living people, but this guy didn't think so.

Sometimes Mu Yan wonders if ribs will do this in reality, such as taking the floating car off the empty rails, driving it to the ground, hitting and killing one or two pedestrians, and then going to judicial bail, just like the rich man in the movie.

Even in the year 2070, when human rights are respected, a gilded hand can tear a big hole in the judicially minted "magnificent sky net" for the rich to get through.

He had analyzed the reasons for all this and finally came to the conclusion that it was the single-parent family of ribs and the enormous pressure that his father put on him.

This pressure is invisible, it is the kind of unconscious outpouring of "Doing this for my father is the limit, I don't want you to be more productive, and I don't think you can surpass me, so it's good for you to be happy." This attitude can be understood as open-minded, even equal and respectful, but the father, who is not good at communicating with his son, is stubbornly expressed as "giving up": that is, as a father, he does not think that his son will be very promising, and instead of struggling, it is better to let him be willing to fall.

This is the reason why the ribs are hysterical and crazy in the game, but in reality they are a mess of meat. Like Bruux, his father did everything for him, and if he hadn't felt that he was dying, he might not have noticed the fact that his son was a waste, so he improvised and tried to prop up the mud against the wall.

But alas, he couldn't hold on.

……

Leaning against the side of the boat, his eyes glazed over, not knowing what he was looking at, he reached out and threw punch after punch at the barrier around the ship's railing, trying to pierce the barrier like Charlie's men, but he couldn't.

Mu Yan broke free from his memories, looked back at the high platform, and found that it was empty.

It should be over, he thought.

Just as he was about to go back, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Mu Yan turned his head and saw a young face, which was none other than Huo Sidi, who was standing on the high platform just now.

"This should be the first time we've met, Mr. Mu Yan."

The young city lord said with a smile, his eyes as if he wanted to see through him.