Ming Ke: When the villain accidentally mixes into the protagonist group

In another cabin, Scotland carefully placed Mingyue on the soft sofa, then squatted in front of Mingyue and reached out to grab the high heels on Mingyue's feet.

"I can take it off myself." Mingyue tried to pull her foot back, but her ankle was firmly held by warm hands.

Scotland looked serious and focused, and gently took off Mingyue's high heels. "It's your first time wearing high heels, they might hurt your feet, I'm worried."

"I won't hurt myself." Mingyue really wanted to tell Scotland that this was not the first time she wore such high heels, but her lips moved a few times and she didn't say it out loud.

Under Scotland's gentle and focused gaze, Mingyue's toes curled up uneasily.

Scotland felt the little feet in his hands were cold, so he looked up at Mingyue, "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Mingyue turned her head slightly and didn't look into Scotland's gentle eyes.

"Fortunately, I'm not hurt." Scotland loosened his grip on Mingyue's ankle, but the cold light reflected by the gemstone on the black anklet hurt his eyes. He couldn't help but wonder: Will this positioning device still work on the high seas? Maybe this is a great opportunity, but how to do it?

While Scotland was lost in thought, Mingyue quickly tucked her feet into her black skirt and sat on the sofa with her knees hugged.

Seeing this, Scotland stood up, put away his high heels, then took out a soft blanket and gently draped it over Mingyue's shoulders.

Mingyue looked up at Scotland, only to see that the corners of his lips drooped slightly, and he looked like he was worried. "What's wrong?"

Scotland brought a pair of soft ladies' slippers and sat down next to Mingyue. "Nothing, just thinking about something."

"Is it about rabbits?"

As Mingyue finished speaking, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, coating everything in front of her with a layer of silver, and the gray rabbit mask and black dress were dyed white.

Scotland remained silent and turned to look at the French window. The cold rain meandered on the smooth glass. It was pitch black outside the window. Only when the lightning flashed could he briefly catch a glimpse of the surging sea.

Mingyue took out the snow-white rabbit's foot, played with it in her hand, and said in a relaxed tone: "Lucky and unlucky are just labels imposed by humans. Who cares what objects think? After all, objects cannot refute."

Scotland's eyes fell on the rabbit's feet, his expression gloomy, but he changed the subject, "Go to bed early, I've filled the bathtub with water before the dinner, and the water temperature should be just right now." After that, he slowly stood up and handed a set of soft pajamas to Mingyue.

Mingyue held her pajamas, put her feet into comfortable slippers, lifted her skirt, and walked into the bathroom. When closing the bathroom door, she glanced at Scotland standing by the window, and slowly closed the door.

The bathroom was very warm, white mist was rising from the bathtub, and a high-end black dress was casually thrown in the corner of the bathroom.

Mingyue wiped the floor-length mirror that was covered with moisture, looked at herself in the mirror wearing a black tights, reached out and tugged at her collar, and let out a breath.

I really want to take it off and have a good soak in the water, but unfortunately I'm still on a mission, so I'll just soak in it while wearing it.

Wow – Wow –

She immersed herself in the warm water, washing away all the fatigue. Mingyue glanced at the closed bathroom door, looked up at the misty ceiling, and slowly sank into the water, bubbles escaping from her mouth and nose.

Scotland leaned against the bulkhead next to the bathroom door, slowly closed his eyes, moved his ears slightly, and paid attention to the movements in the bathroom.

Rumbling--

The sound of thunder drowned out the sound of running water, and Scotland opened his eyes and looked towards the bathroom door, wary of what might happen.

Crackling - crackling -

The raindrops as big as beans hit the deck, like millions of bullets pouring down.

Boom, boom, boom, boom…

Amid the sudden rain, the rapid knocks on the door sounded like a death warrant.

The evil puppeteer looked towards the door nervously, swallowed, and asked, "Who is it?"

Then the Siamese cat's voice was heard, "It's me."

"Wait a mininute!"

After a moment, the door opened and Bourbon and Rye looked at the evil puppeteer who was fastening his belt.

The evil puppeteer explained apologetically: "Sorry, I just fell asleep."

Bourbon's eyes swept over the evil puppeteer. The owl mask was neatly worn on his face, his white shirt was smooth and crisp without a single wrinkle, and the cuffs were still fixed on his upper arms. He didn't look like he had just woken up, but that didn't matter.

"You should be able to borrow the instruments needed for the surgery."

"Ah?" The evil puppeteer was stunned and subconsciously looked at the Siamese cat's hands, "Wound..." But when he saw the white gauze wrapped intactly on the Siamese cat's hands, the evil puppeteer breathed a sigh of relief.

Lei looked around the room and found nothing unusual. "I heard you are a good surgeon."

Hearing the deep voice of the Black Wolf, the evil puppeteer's heart beat like a drum, but a professional smile was on his face, "Is anyone injured?"

Bourbon and Lei looked at each other and seemed to have reached some kind of agreement.

"Indeed, so I hope you can go and see it."

"What's wrong?" The evil puppeteer's back was covered with beads of sweat, his white shirt sticking tightly to his body. He explained, "What are the symptoms? I need to know so that it will be convenient for me to prepare the equipment. If it's serious, how about calling Mr. White Snake? I think he should be willing to lend a hand."

"I think you are enough." Bourbon curled his lips slightly and said in a low voice: "After all, the title of evil puppet master is still very convincing."

"Thank...thank you for the compliment..." The evil puppeteer was nervous. He tugged at the hem of his wrinkle-free shirt, his eyes moving back and forth between the Siamese cat and the black wolf, and asked tentatively, "Then shall I go borrow surgical instruments now? It's just that...simple surgeries may be possible on this ship, but if it's complicated..."

Bourbon interrupted the evil puppeteer, "Don't worry, it's not complicated."

Lei nodded slightly. "Let's go together. You may need a lot of things. We can help you share some of the burden."

"Ah? Okay..." The evil puppeteer had no idea what these two people were up to, but he could only agree and walked out of the room uneasily.

Bourbon and Lei were on the left and right, sandwiching the evil puppeteer in the middle.

The evil puppeteer could only smile awkwardly and pray in his heart that it was not a big deal.

"Before borrowing anything, why not take the doctor to see the 'patient' first?" Bourbon looked at Lei.

"Well, I think it is necessary. Doctor, what do you think?" Lei looked at the evil puppeteer with his dark green eyes.

"Then... let's go see the patient first. Can you tell me a little bit about the specific situation? So that I can be prepared."

Bourbon glanced at the highly nervous evil puppeteer and said, "You'll know when you get there."

The evil puppeteer felt that something was wrong, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest. He wanted to turn around and run. However, whether he could escape or not was another matter, and Miss Gray Rabbit...

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