27. I was on the radio station, and suddenly my heart is forever playing automatically. I don't dare
Jack stood on the lowest fence, leaned forward, and opened his arms to embrace the sea in front of him.
His blond hair fluttered in the wind, and the sky after the rain shed a hazy golden light.
Mu Su behind him had a complicated face. It should be Rose and Jack here, not Mu Su and Jack.
Forget it, let's wait until the rebellious young lady is on the verge of death before letting Jack go.
As he thought about it, Mu Su felt a little itchy.
Just like people who stand on the edge of a high place can't help but feel the desire to jump down, when seeing someone standing on the edge of a high place Mu Su can't help but feel the desire to push.
In order to avoid losing the hero of the Titanic, Mu Su exercised maximum restraint and left the screaming Jack behind and slipped back to the deck.
Now he has to find a way to get some food.
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"Good afternoon, sir and madam." The waiter, wearing a red bow tie and a vest, bowed slightly to the couple holding each other's arms.
This is second class, the place next to first class. Of course, it can be said to be only one class higher than third class.
Unlike the majority of civilians in the third class, this is a place for the middle class with some status. Doctors, missionaries, tavern owners, etc. The first class can only be purchased by wealthy aristocrats and wealthy people.
As a member of the White Star Line, he was very proud to be a waiter on the Titanic, the world's largest vehicle.
Therefore, he stood at his work station meticulously and greeted every passenger who walked to the second-class restaurant warmly and politely.
With a casual glance, he suddenly saw the bathroom door open a crack, and a suspicious-looking person peered into the restaurant.
After discovering himself, the face quickly disappeared from behind the door, and the door was closed.
There is a situation!
The waiter was startled. He could tell from the plain collar that the man was from the third class cabin.
A little mouse that steals oil...
Without enough time to notify the sailors, the waiter quickly walked through the crowd, walked to the bathroom door, and pushed the door open.
A vast emptiness came into view. The waiter looked at the closed compartments and approached them cautiously...
The door behind him slowly closed, and a figure was revealed.
The next moment, the figure jumped up high, held the knife in his right hand, and slashed down with the strong wind!
Bang.
He stumbled amidst the muffled sound, and his vision went dark for a moment. He had just turned his head and before he could see the figure clearly, he was struck with the sword again!
This time it was cut on the side of the neck. The waiter suffered a heavy blow and passed out instantly. He leaned against the wall and slipped to the ground.
"You can't think of my right hand!" Mu Su said in a ferocious tone, raising his right hand and laughing: "I already knew you couldn't knock someone out with one hit, but luckily I had a backup plan!"
His right hand had deceived him countless times, but fortunately he had his left hand, which had been in close contact with Komusu day and night, as a backup.
As if to vent his anger, he pinched the wrist of his right hand with his left hand and shook it violently. It took a while before Mu Su let go of it, then turned to drag the waiter into the cubicle and started to take off his clothes...
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The bathroom door opened and a waiter wearing white gloves walked out.
He covered his mouth and nose and narrowed his black eyes slightly to hide his yellow characteristics.
Looking around the restaurant, Mu Su walked towards a dining table.
Several people at the round table were chatting happily, and an adaption student walked by without anyone noticing. At this moment, his white gloves gently brushed on the table, and a piece of fake beard disappeared.
A few minutes later, Mu Su, with pale skin, slightly squinted eyes and a mustache on his lips, walked down the magnificent corridor of the first class cabin.
Even the promenade has gorgeous golden stripes, which is simply not the same ship as the simplicity of the third class cabin.
Crossing the dance hall, Mu Su looked down from a high position. It was not yet night, and there were only passing crew members and passengers on the dance floor.
Pushing open the ballroom door, Mu Su officially stepped into the first-class room area.
The straight passage goes forward until it reaches the end a hundred meters away.
Two old men supporting each other walked towards each other. Mu Su nodded to them, then turned into an unmanned corridor and stood still. In an instant, Mu Su cut out of the game.
A body that loses control is like a blown-up building, which collapses from the bottom first.
The joints were the first to bend, and the knees, carrying the weight of the upper body, hit the blanket on the ground.
But just as he was about to be touched, the weight of the body supported him.
It was a pair of dark eyes that were like an abyss with no bottom.
Sage Mode·On!
A passenger was approaching in front of him. Mu Su raised his hand and tapped his nails as he passed by him.
A nail fragment appeared on his fingertips. Mu Su walked towards a closed door, brushed his hand on the doorknob, pushed the door open, and closed the door behind him.
Two minutes later, Musu, who had put on a valuable black suit, walked out of the palace suite.
"Hello, sir." The passing waiter saluted Mu Su.
Mu Su nodded in response and left the first-class room area.
He first returned to the second-class dining room bathroom, threw the waiter's clothes on his body, and then walked upstairs while maintaining the temperament of a sage.
The hazy morning sunlight passes through the glass and shines into the most luxurious dining room on the Titanic.
There is a long table in the middle, where the most important people on this big ship sit.
Starring Rose, the villain, and several major supporting characters sat in a circle, discussing the "bigness" of Titanic.
"Have you ever heard of Freud, Mr. Ismay?" Rose, who was a little bit rebellious, interrupted the topic. "He has a theory about men being obsessed with size. Maybe you will be interested in it."
"You mean the guy who, no matter how you analyze it, will eventually point to "you always want to have sex with your mother"?"
A voice broke in.
The people at the long table looked up and saw a man with dazzling white hair. Standing in the sun, his whole body was covered with a holy haze.
Those dark eyes are impressive.
They broke free from their brief trance and began to understand the meaning of Mu Su's words.
Mu Su looked at the expressions of these people with interest.
The rich woman Margaret and the designer Thomas smiled knowingly, the mother Ruth was stunned and disgusted, the fiancé Karl was expressionless, the Platinum Shipping Chairman Joseph was embarrassed, and the heroine Rose was astonished.
The surprise flashed away, and the young beauty with delicate makeup but a big face replied: "You mean the Edith complex?"
Ruth interrupted the conversation between her daughter and the stranger: "I'm sorry, are you..."
"People from the Qing Dynasty." Karl was surprised and expressionless.
"In fact, the Qing Dynasty was destroyed two months ago." Mu Su smiled softly and nodded to Karl without any care: "You can say Chinese, or call me by my name, Mu Su."
Ruth noticed the novelty in her daughter's eyes, and she grimaced like an old witch: "I don't seem to have seen you before, Mu...Mr. Mu Su, are you a first-class guest?"
"Of course not, I'm from third class."
Mu Su said calmly, and spoke again just as the sneers appeared on the faces of Karl and Ruth.
"But I don't think you are so superficial as to characterize a person based on a ticket grade... Am I right? Old English gentlemen."