Lukka had thought that his disguise was seamless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unlike Leon's makeshift disguise, the harbor officer who was just trying to fool Twilight Island was no longer needed once he left the port. After all, Leon is not a wanted criminal in the whole sea, and the order to restrict the outlying islands is only known to a few people.

Although Frank, a bartender and a part-time guard, knew that these people would change their appearance, he couldn't tell what they would become, and in the past few days, Lukka had everyone take turns to put on a face similar to Leon's and wander around the town, and the port officer was so confused by various reports that he couldn't tell which was true news and which was false.

Therefore, casually getting a different appearance, without much trouble, the new Haiping Line was smoothly loaded with goods and passengers, and departed from Hong Kong.

Luca's own disguise could not have been so perfunctory. It takes about ten days to sail to Longbow Island, and in these ten days, his every move is in the sight of fellow passengers, if he is white today and black tomorrow, he can't explain to those gossip guys that he is tanned, right?

He deliberately designed for himself: it must not attract attention, it must be the most ordinary appearance, the most ordinary figure, and the most low-key clothing. Luca made up his mind that he would never leave the cabin of the ship except to go to Leon's captain's room every night to learn business knowledge.

However, only on the second day, there was a flaw in his perfect disguise.

"You know the passenger who lives in the top single cabin, don't you?" In the corridor of the cabin, an obese woman in her fifties called out to several passengers.

"You mean the young man who barely goes out?" said a slightly thinner woman.

"I also noticed that the guy even had the crew take the food to the cabin. The one who spoke was the only man in the gossip group, in his forties, with a shiny face.

"You say, it's not going to be a big deal, is it?" said the fat woman at the beginning mysteriously.

"I don't see it, his clothes look like a bargain. The slightly thinner woman denied her.

"Could it be a fugitive?" the middle-aged man began to think in a bad way.

"That's impossible, didn't the harbor master see him when he sailed?" shook a young woman in her thirties, with heavy makeup on her face.

"Well, I also remember that the port officer seemed to be very affectionate with him. "In order to let the new Haiping Line sail as soon as possible, Lucas stuffed fifty silver coins, can he not be affectionate?

"Could it be that he is the illegitimate son of some aristocracy?" the fat woman's guess skewed in another unreliable direction.

"It makes sense, otherwise how could he have dressed so ordinarily and lived in such a nice cabin? This cabin must have been ordered for him by his father. The young woman agreed.

Standing around the corner of the hallway, Luca, who had just stepped out of the hatch and was only a few steps away from them, was sincerely impressed by the imagination of these gossip masters. After a few words, he became the only bloodline of a big aristocratic family, the illegitimate son who was about to inherit the title.

Let's stop this rumor, this is far from the disguised identity he imagined before, the bastard son of the noble? If he really admits this identity, it is estimated that it will be revealed by the other passengers within two days.

How can he explain this by being overly negligent and coveting comfort in this top-of-the-line cabin? Luca suddenly remembered the Twilight business district, where the streets were full of advertisements.

He coughed lightly and stepped out of the corner.

"Oh, Your Excellency, you're out. The fat woman quickly tidied up her clothes and greeted her courteously.

Yes, you are all addressed to you. Lukka felt embarrassed as he heard this.

"Where are you going?" said the young woman, smiling.

"I'm going to eat, isn't it time for dinner?" Lukka hurriedly took two quick steps to avoid being hit by the powder falling from her face.

"Let's go too, let's eat together!" The middle-aged man followed.

Luca pondered as he walked, and he didn't tell himself about the private conversation, so he couldn't just shout: Attention, attention, I am not a nobleman, I have no title and no property to inherit!

Arriving at the restaurant and taking a seat, Luca had an idea.

He asked for the cheapest set meal, not only did he not dislike it at all, but he also ate it all.

The young woman with heavy makeup couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency, is it okay for you to eat this?"

"What Your Excellency? Are you mistaken? I'm not a nobleman. "I'll tell you questions, Lukka thought to himself.

"Not a nobleman, then why did you live in cabin No. 1?" asked the thin woman curiously.

"Well, I bought a lottery ticket a few days ago, and I won a Longbow Island tourism jackpot, and I bought it at the lottery booth on No. 2 Street in the business district. "There's no such thing as a travel prize, but it's true that there are a lot of lottery stalls on that street.

"Oh, I think I've seen it too. You're in luck. The fat woman looked disappointed, and her title was changed from "you" to "you".

"I'll just say you women are talking nonsense, right? Speaking of which, little brother, what are you doing?" The middle-aged man's dinner had already been delivered, and it was obviously too rude to leave with a plate now, so he just chatted casually.

"I was an apprentice at the grocery store, the 'bling grocery store' on Second Street. "As you can tell from the name, it's the shop of the Golden Tooth.

"Oh. Hearing this identity, those people didn't even have the heart to continue chatting with him, and nodded casually.

Ignoring Luca, the group ate as they shifted the conversation elsewhere.

"Don't you feel worried?" the fat woman asked suddenly.

"What are you worried about?" said the middle-aged man, whose mouth was full of food, slurred.

"I've heard that the route to Longbow Island isn't very peaceful, and I've heard that there are several ships with black sails here!" the thin woman seemed to have heard some news.

"Isn't the black sail always a scourge in the south area? how did you come here?

"One of my cousins in the Layton Island Guard told me, isn't there a new pirate coming out of the south? The fat woman affirmed.

Lukka had just taken a sip of water in his mouth and almost poured it all into his trachea.

The middle-aged man turned around and patted him on the back twice, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you don't have to worry! Anyway, even if the pirates come, there is nothing to rob from you!"

The young woman with heavy makeup looked mocking, giggled, and flapped a wing on the back of her head.

The powder on his face fell into the soup bowl in front of him, and it was almost like a pot of cement.

"The captain called you! the captain called you!" Shut up, mimicking the tone of a parrot, and flapped her wings again.