Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 184 "Look at that cat, does it look like Germain?" (2)

September 9, in the Cajin Empire.

"Welcome again -"

When the automatic sensor doors of the store opened on both sides, the stiff mechanical female electronic voice also sounded.

Silla walked out with a bag of snacks, fruits, and drinks in her left and right hands.

Uneasy, she passed by the display window and saw several LCD TVs there playing the same news.

"On the evening of September 7, a large number of royal guards and medical staff poured into the residence of the fourth prince of the Cajun Empire... The current situation is unknown... The fourth prince has not shown up for more than 36 hours..."

After hearing those key words, Silla felt her palms and backs getting cold, and she secretly regretted getting involved in this matter.

With her personality, she originally tended to keep to herself.

But that day, seeing Kurapika's expression, she got excited and joined the plan on impulse.

Now that the assassination has occurred, it is impossible to turn back.

Silla swallowed, hoping that her "accumulated strong luck" would come into play when necessary.

She no longer stood hesitating in front of the TV, but carried large and small bags, crossed the zebra crossing, and turned the corner.

During this period, she fell once on the ground. There was obviously no bump there. It was just her left foot that interfered with her right foot and fell to the ground.

She wiped off a small piece of skin under her left wrist, but it was no big deal. She checked the items in the bag again and found that they were not broken. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Sheila has long been accustomed to her own misfortune. It should be said that one day she suddenly stopped being unlucky, and she became afraid instead. This meant that her telekinesis ability was abnormal.

She walked a little further and finally met up with another companion from the makeshift team.

I saw the "girl" with her long blond hair pulled into a bun - Bisji put the two bags of things she was carrying aside, squatted on the ground, and looked forward.

Bisiki's hair is usually tied up and rarely put down except when bathing or sleeping.

This is because although she says she is a "lady" every day, she still inherits the fighting spirit from President Netero in her bones.

Anyone who has ever been in a fight knows how troublesome it is to have long, disheveled hair. Once it is grabbed, it is like being grabbed by the clothes on the body by Jackie Chan or Donnie Yen, who will be held down and beaten.

Bisji wears a double ponytail, a single ponytail or a bun, which is the last stubborn sign of her love for beauty.

Sheila looked forward along Bisji's perspective, and saw a black cat standing next to the base of a street lamp, with its long tail raised, and its eyes staring at Bisji warily.

"Be good, Meow Meow, come here." Bisji let out a greasy laugh like an uncle, twisting his fingers like earthworms, and said, "Meow Meow, come into my arms, I won't do anything to you... …”

Silla walked to her side, lowered her head and looked down, thinking: With this obscene expression on your face, you are totally trying to do something strange to it.

Bisji turned his head and saw Silla, said, "You have finished shopping," and stood up.

Her sudden movement scared the black cat not far away and jumped far away, hiding behind the red leather mailbox.

"Ah..." Bisji sighed regretfully and said, "Am I so terrible?"

Sheila asked curiously: "Do you like cats?"

"Don't use honorifics." Bisiji put his hands on his hips and said with a smile, "The cat is quite cute. I quite like it, but that's okay. I tease it for other reasons."

"Other reasons?" Silla became more curious.

Bisgi pointed at the black cat leaning half out from behind the red leather mailbox and asked enthusiastically: "Look at it, does it look like Germain?"

"Germain?" Sheila looked at the charcoal-black cat, blinked, and shook her head, "I don't understand how he is similar to this cat."

"Look at its eyes." Bisji pointed out the important point. "Does it look arrogant, cold, and repulsive to others?"

Silla thought for a while and couldn't help but hesitate: "If you put it this way, it seems...there is indeed a bit..."

Bisji smiled and said, "When I first met Germain, he looked like this."

"But the more he looks like this, the more I want to see him lie down, exposing his cat paws and belly for me to caress. Do you understand? Because the contrast is so great..."

"Well..." Silla's eyes turned from left to right, frowned slightly, and said perfunctorily, "I understand..."

As soon as Bisji saw her like this, he knew that she didn't understand this pleasure at all.

However, Bisji didn't force it. She bent down and picked up two bags of things and said, "Let's go, they are still waiting for us."

A quarter of an hour later.

Bisji and Sheila came to the jeep parked at the edge of the park and saw the other three people doing different things.

Germain sat in the back of the jeep with his eyes closed and meditative.

Kurapika sat on a park bench and read a book.

Xiaodi stood by the sand pool, holding her hands behind her back, watching curiously as several children built a sand castle with their hands, shovels, and spoons.

Everyone noticed that Bisji and Sheila were back.

When they put all the purchased items in the trunk of the jeep, Xiaodi and Kurapika had returned to the jeep.

They changed several vehicles along the way, and this jeep was just changed this morning.

Everyone got in the car and took turns driving. This time it was Kurapika's turn.

He sat in the driver's seat, carefully checked the dashboard, tightened his seat belt, glanced at the rearview mirror outside the window, and then slowly drove the jeep out of the intersection.

After Sheila opened the car, she looked back at Germain in the back seat as if unintentionally, and then looked at each other who was aware of it.

"What's wrong?" German asked.

Silla waved her hands with a smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

She turned around, but suddenly felt that at that moment, Germain's eyes were indeed very similar to that of the black cat.

This time, Germain and his party will go to a port city in the Cajun Empire, where they will board a "black ship" to leave the country, cross the ocean, and return to the Eurubian continent.

The "black ship" here does not refer to the gang cargo ship that Germain and Kurapika took when they arrived, but to the passenger ship of illegal immigrants.

Although the Cajun Empire has royal families, nobles, commoners, untouchables, etc., it is indeed a parliamentary country. This was determined by the "quietest revolution in history" almost thirty years ago.

Many Run people tried to try their luck in the rapidly developing country of Cajin Empire and become so-called human masters, but in the end most of them became untouchables.

The jeep soon left the town and drove on a straight road with open desert on both sides.

About half an hour later, the jeep still had not left the desert area.

At this time, Kurapika glanced at the rearview mirror and suddenly said: "The car behind us is following us."

This sentence made everyone who was relaxing and chatting in the car become alert again. They looked behind each other from various angles. Sure enough, they saw two vans and followed them leisurely.

There are only two updates today, so no need to wait. Sorry, it’s a little slow. Let me take my time.