Hunter x Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 183 "Does that cat look like Germain?" (Part )
September 9th, within the territory of the Kajin Empire.

"Welcome again——"

As the store's automatic sensor door swung open to both sides, the mechanical and rigid female electronic voice rang out.

Sheila came out with a bag of snacks, fruits and drinks in each hand.

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

"On the evening of September 9, a large number of royal guards and medical staff rushed into the residence of the Fourth Prince of the Kajin Empire... The current situation is unclear... The Fourth Prince has not appeared for more than 7 hours..."

When Sheila heard those crucial words, she felt her palms and backs of her hands go cold, secretly regretting how she got involved in this matter.

With her personality, she would tend to keep to herself.

But that day, when she saw Kurapika's expression, she got excited and impulsive and joined the plan.

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

Sheila swallowed her saliva, hoping that her "accumulated good luck" would come into play when necessary.

She no longer hesitated in front of the TV, but carried her bags, crossed the zebra crossing and turned the corner.

During this time, she fell once on flat ground. There was clearly no bulge there. It was simply because her left foot tripped over her right foot and she fell to the ground.

A small piece of skin was scraped off from under her left wrist, but it was not serious. She checked the items in the bag again and found that they were not broken, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Shira has long been accustomed to her bad luck. It should be said that if one day she suddenly stops being unlucky, she would be afraid instead, which means that her telepathic ability is very abnormal.

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

I saw the "girl" with her long golden hair tied into a bun - Biscuit put the two bags she was carrying aside, squatted on the ground, and looked forward.

Biscuits usually tie their hair up and rarely let it down except when taking a bath or sleeping.

This is because even though she calls herself a "lady" every day, she still inherited the fighting spirit from President Netero in her bones.

Any woman who has ever been in a fight knows how troublesome it is to have long, loose hair. Once it is grabbed, it is like being grabbed by the clothes by Jackie Chan or Donnie Yen, and the woman will be pinned down and beaten.

Biscuit ties her hair into two ponytails, a single ponytail or a bun, which is the last stubbornness of her who loves beauty.

Sheila looked forward in the direction Biscuit was looking, and saw a black cat standing next to the base of a street lamp, with its long tail raised and its eyes staring at Biscuit warily.

"Be good, meow meow, come here." Biscuit laughed like an old man, twisting his ten fingers like earthworms, and said, "Meow meow, come into my arms, I won't do anything to you..."

Sheila walked up to her, looked down, and thought: You look so filthy, it seems like you want to do something weird to it.

Biscuit turned around and saw Sheila, said, "You've finished shopping too," and stood up.

Her sudden movement scared the black cat not far away, so much that it jumped far away and hid behind the red mailbox.

"Ah..." Biscuit sighed with regret and said, "Am I so terrible?"

Sheila asked curiously, "Do you like cats?"

"Don't use honorifics." Biscuit put his hands on his hips and said with a smile, "Cats are cute. I like them very much, but it's okay. I tease them for other reasons."

"Other reasons?" Sheila became even more curious.

Biscuit pointed at the black cat that was half-sticking out from behind the red mailbox and asked excitedly, "Look at it, does it look like Germain?"

"German?" Sheila looked at the charcoal-black cat, blinked, and shook her head. "I don't understand what the similarities are between him and this cat."

"Look at its eyes." Biscuit pointed out the key point, "Isn't it an arrogant, cold, and distant look?" Sheila thought about it and hesitated: "If you put it that way, it seems... it does have a little bit..."

Biscuit smiled and said, "When I first met Germain, he was like this."

"But the more he behaves like this, the more I want to see him lying down, exposing his paws and belly for me to stroke. Do you understand? Because the contrast is too great..."

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

When Biscuit saw her like this, he knew that she had no idea what this kind of pleasure was.

However, Bisiji did not force it. She bent down, picked up two bags, and said, "Let's go. They are still waiting for us."

A quarter of an hour later.

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

German sat in the back seat of the jeep with his eyes closed.

Kurapika was sitting on a park bench, flipping through a book.

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

Everyone noticed that Biscuit and Sheila had returned.

When they put 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, meticulously 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 the car started, Sheila looked back at German in the back seat casually, and then exchanged glances with German who had noticed something.

"What's wrong?" Germain asked.

Sheila smiled and waved her hands, saying, "It's okay, it's okay."

She turned around, but suddenly felt that for a moment just now, German's eyes were indeed very similar to that of the black cat.

This time, German and his crew will go to a port city in the Kakin 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 gangster cargo ship that Germain and Kurapika took when they came, but to the passenger ship of illegal immigrants.

Although the Kakin Empire has royal family, nobles, commoners, untouchables and other classes, it is indeed a parliamentary state. 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 Kajin Empire and become the so-called superior people, but most of them ended up becoming untouchables.

The jeep quickly drove out of the town and onto a straight road with open desert on both sides.

About half an hour later, the jeep still hadn't left the desert.

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

This sentence made the people who were relaxing and chatting in the car alert again. They all looked back from various angles and saw two vans following slowly.

　There are only two updates today, no need to wait, sorry, I'm a little stuck, let me take my time

　　
　
(End of this chapter)