Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 87: Cheating
"Choose."

Eve stuffed a stack of papers into Klein's arms.

"so much."

Klein flipped through it briefly. There were wanted posters, newspapers, and what looked like handwritten reports. It was obvious that the information came from various sources.

He casually pulled out a piece of paper and glanced at it. It was a newspaper with information about the hunting targets that Klein could try to hunt outlined in red pen.

At the end of the red line, there was a large "200" written in red pen. Klein guessed that was the amount of his bounty.

Klein was deeply moved by the bounty, but fortunately, his rationality suppressed his excitement in time and allowed him to continue reading.

Robert Dickinson, possessing extraordinary strength and speed... proficient in various weapons... the second mate of the Tuna... and slaughtered at least six people, one of whom was a ten-year-old boy.

The newspaper also included a picture of the wrecked passenger ship. The ship was covered in blood and had human remains, revealing the fate of the passengers. If officials hadn't arrived, everyone on board might have perished.

This!
Although he had expected pirates to be like this, Klein couldn't help but feel frightened when he actually faced them.

Klein folded up a corner of the newspaper and marked it, preparing to hunt him down when he had the chance.

According to the newspaper, Robert should be a "warrior" or a very powerful ordinary person. As a "clown", he does not have the ability to hunt Robert Dickinson.

Klein continued to pick up the piece of paper below. It was a wanted poster with a photo of the pirate printed on it. Above the photo was his name, "Lijie Barrow," written in large fonts.

The reward was written below the photo: 150 pounds, a full 50 pounds less than Robert's.

"Robert's bounty should be very high among Sequence Nine Pirates," Klein thought to himself. "He's very capable in frontal combat."

The back of the wanted poster contained detailed information about Lijie Barrow, who excelled at trapping and tracking, and possessed excellent physical qualities...

Klein flipped through them one by one.

Marco Bizzo, Jerry Payton, Martin Sain…

Most of the candidates my sister gave me are probably extraordinary people.

Thinking of this, Klein felt like complaining. If he didn't know the detailed information about most of the Sequence Nines, it would be really difficult to distinguish between the Beyonders and ordinary people among these people. Even so, Klein still felt that he must have made a misjudgment.

The bounties on these pirates mostly ranged from 50 to 200 pounds, with a few under 50 pounds and a few over a dozen pounds. Klein guessed that those under 50 pounds were likely ordinary people.

After a period of careful selection, Klein finally decided on his target—"Baldy" John Cox.

The bounty was 100 pounds, and judging by the information, it should be a "sailor." Klein thought he could give it a try. "Sailors" were very good at naval combat, but they would be subject to some restrictions on land.

After selecting the target, Klein gave the wanted order to Eve.

Eve took a quick look at the wanted poster and put it in her bag. She then took out a tarot deck from her handbag and handed it to Klein.

"As a weapon for you." Eve said.

Klein took the tarot cards and examined them carefully. He found that it was just an ordinary tarot deck that could be bought anywhere, but the pattern was very beautiful. It should be a hardcover edition.

The cards are indeed very compatible with the ability of "drawing paper as soldiers".

Klein placed the ancient silver mirror in his shirt pocket, perfectly covering his heart. He always carried it with him. He had accidentally dropped it once during the Evil God's Offspring incident. When he retrieved it afterward, he found it completely intact. He later tested it and found it to be incredibly sturdy.

Klein stood in front of the dressing mirror, examining himself. He patted his chest, took a deep breath, and suppressed the tension and fear in his heart.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, he still felt nervous and afraid when he actually faced it. After all, both Klein and Zhou Mingrui were law-abiding citizens who had never even killed a chicken.

The revolver under the armpit should be moved to the waist. Although it is concealed under the armpit, it is inconvenient to draw the gun.

And the face, it’s best to disguise it as well.

Klein touched his face and thought of the black iron mask Eve gave him last time.

No, I can't wear glasses with a mask.

Klein thought of his unique look that night and really didn't want to do it again.

unique……

He savored the word again, chuckled in his heart, and tried to ease his emotions by making fun of himself.

He touched his cheek and turned to look at Eve, "Is there any way to change my appearance?"

"Yes, extraordinary items or illusions are both fine." Eve tilted her head, her sea-blue eyes fixed on Klein.

"What kind of extraordinary item?" Klein asked. "A human skin mask that can change your appearance. If it's you, you can only wear it for an hour, otherwise you will become confused about your self-perception and even lose control."

"Then let's just use an illusion," Klein said after a moment's deliberation. "One hour is too short."

"Well, what kind of face do you want?"

"Whatever," Klein said. After he finished speaking, Klein paused and immediately added, "It has to be presentable."

After all, it was his own face, even if it was fake. Klein didn't want his face to become even uglier.

"Of course," Eve chuckled, her face full of joy, and a malicious smile appeared on the corners of her mouth. "I'm starting!"

Klein suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Just as he was about to change his mind, he heard Eve say in a cheerful tone, "Okay."

Before Eve finished speaking, Klein immediately turned to look at the dressing mirror.

In the mirror, an intellectual beauty wearing a black lace dress and a pair of red high heels that were at least five centimeters high, who looked like a fusion of Zhou Mingrui and Klein after gender transformation, stared at him blankly.

That was Klein himself.

Klein felt as if a hammer was hitting his head hard.

He slowly raised his hands until they were level with his glasses. Looking at those slender, white hands, Klein felt like crying, but no tears were left.

He actually changed his sex!

Why did the clothes change too!

And the height is at least 3 centimeters shorter! Minus the height of the high heels, it is 8 centimeters shorter!

There were so many things to complain about that Klein was at a loss for words.

After reacting, Klein looked at Eve angrily, ready to settle the score with her, but he almost fell to the ground as soon as he took a step.

Klein immediately held onto the wall beside him to steady himself. After he stood firm, Klein was visibly stunned. He thought the illusion was just a deception of the eyes, but Eve's illusion could actually affect reality.

No, to be precise, it should not affect reality. Even the King of Angels needs to abide by the underlying rules. If it can affect reality, can it still be called an illusion?

It must have deceived my body, subconscious mind or something else at the same time.

I knew the high heels on my feet were fake, but I still felt like I was wearing a pair of high heels when I walked.

Being able to do this is actually no different from interfering with reality. If everyone thinks Klein is wearing a pair of high heels, and he himself thinks he is wearing a pair of high heels, then he is wearing a pair of high heels.

No, what kind of metaphor is this?

Klein immediately shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, raised his head, and stared at Eve without blinking.

Eve pointed to the mirror behind Klein.

Klein glanced at Eve suspiciously, but after two seconds he turned his head and looked at the dressing mirror.

In the mirror was a young man with black hair and brown eyes, dressed in formal attire.

The illusion has been lifted.

Klein lowered his head, looked around, and turned around again. After confirming that he had transformed back, he glared at Eve and said through gritted teeth, "I'll do it myself."

He sat at the desk, closed his eyes, and sketched out the image he wanted in his mind. Then he used divination and prayer to draw it and handed it to Eve.

Klein's new image is also a fusion of Klein and Zhou Mingrui's faces, and looks like a gender-reversed version of the one Eve just designed.

"The height also needs to be changed. 1.8 meters will be enough." Klein said, pointing to the blueprint.

Eve looked at Klein with a teasing expression. "Isn't 1.7 meters good enough, Zhou Mingrui?"

"This is for disguise," Klein muttered, "and you still owe me eight centimeters."

Eve shook the drawing in her hand, hummed twice, and didn't continue.

Is this really just a disguise? Klein complained in his heart. This is the most basic trust between people.

"Have you thought of a name? After all, you'll be roaming around the Sonia Sea under this identity from now on, so it's better to get an ID as soon as possible."

"Yes," Klein nodded immediately. He had already thought of it. "German Sparrow."

(End of this chapter)