Just then, Lin Mo's "stepmother" came out of the ship cabin carrying the dirty clothes she had changed out of. Seeing Sabo and Koala on deck, she thanked them again. "Thank you both so much."
"It's all right." Sabo hesitated, then asked, "Ma'am, there's something I'd like to ask you."
Lin Mo's "stepmother" looked puzzled. "What is it?"
"Besides Amy, does Lin Mo have any other sisters?" Sabo asked.
Lin Mo's "stepmother" paused, then shook her head. "No. His birth mother died giving birth to him, and I married his father when he was three. I'm certain that, apart from Amy, Boven has no other sister."
Sabo: "..."
Koala stared at Sabo, torn between laughter and disbelief. "If Lin Mo doesn't have another sister, then what about Lin MuMu?"
Sabo seemed to realize something. His expression was a tangle of emotions. "Maybe Lin Mo has Dissociative Identity Disorder..."
"Um, may I ask when we'll find Boven?" Lin Mo's "stepmother" asked worriedly. "If he's lost his memory, what if he doesn't recognize us?"
"That's hard to say." Koala waved a hand. "You have no idea how strange Lin Mo's temper is. If a mother and sister suddenly appeared out of nowhere, he might not even give you the time of day."
No sooner had Koala finished speaking than a Revolutionary Army lookout called down to Sabo from the lookout platform. "Sabo! A ship's been following us for over ten minutes!"
"What kind of ship?" Sabo asked as he started climbing up.
"A Medium Light-Rail Sailing Ship," the lookout replied. "Its cannons are aimed at us. I can't tell if it's friend or foe."
"That's odd. We've kept such a low profile. Why would anyone target us?" Sabo reached the lookout platform, took the binoculars his comrade offered, and looked behind the