Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

It is a very timely excuse for remedial action, it should be to restore the image.

Seeing that Moyou had no other reaction, Bi Siji was slightly relieved.

Almost revealing my true inner thoughts...

No no no.

That sentence just now is by no means my true thoughts!

Bisji firmly denied it in his heart.

but,

This boy...

Is it the same kind?

Bisji lowered his head, pretending to bury his whole face in his chest because of his embarrassment, so as to hide the fleeting strangeness in his eyes.

The character of the transformation system is usually capricious, good at lying, and can cover up the real intention with clever words and deeds in most cases.

There is one more point.

Because they are good at lying and covering up, they are also easy to detect others lying and covering up.

Of course, although the existence of "nian" can subtly amplify and highlight the character of the person with the ability to read, the statement about the character's ability to mark the attribute is not absolute.

But Bisji can at least be sure of one thing at this moment.

A nymphomaniac is a nympho, she could sense that the young man in front of her was hiding something when facing such a weak and lovely self...

What is the motivation and what is the reason?

That's interesting and makes things interesting.

Through the observation of the original stone, it is a thing that can always make people want to identify the moving luster that may exist inside in advance.

Apart from hunting that extremely beautiful blue bead, it seems that there is one more thing that can satisfy me.

Bisji, who buried his head on his chest, showed a dangerous smile in his heart.

"Brother, can, can you stay with me for a while longer?"

She lowered her head and said pitifully.

"Sorry, little sister."

Moyou apologized: "I suddenly remembered something to do, so..."

"ah."

Bisiji made a disappointed sound, then slowly raised his head, looked at Moyou with tears in his eyes, and asked with a little crying sound: "Is it a very important matter?"

"That's right."

Moyou glanced at Bi Sijina's superb performance, affected by it, his face became more apologetic, and explained:

"I came up from a connecting plane, so the arrival time will be at least twelve hours longer than the original estimated time, but I was too hasty when I transferred the plane just now, and I forgot to inform my family in advance. In order not to worry my family, I have to call them. A phone, well, I don't have a cell phone, but there should be a public phone on board."

"Brother, I know where there is a public phone!"

Bi Siji briefly listened to Moyou's explanation, and then suggested.

In this way, there is a legitimate reason to follow.

Moyou pretended to think for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, this way I won't have to ask the staff."

"Uh-huh."

Bisji nodded happily.

"Brother come with me."

Her little girl bounced towards the door in a heartbeat.

Moyu followed, and could only hope that the ensuing phone call would be enough to free him from Bisji's attention.

Of course, the premise is that Li Zi can answer his call at midnight.

If he didn't answer, he would have to wait until daytime under the offensive of Bi Siji's acting skills to make a call...

Soon, Bisji led Moyou to a corridor.

There is an oil painting hanging on the wall of the front corridor, and beside it is a coin-operated public telephone.

"Here it is."

Bisji pointed to the public phone.

"Well, I see it."

Moyu walked over.

Under Bisji's watchful eyes, he put in coins, picked up the receiver, and didn't directly dial Lizi's number, but dialed the number for fake certificates.

On the small advertisement at that time, it was clearly marked that the business was only provided from 1:00 pm to 12:00 pm.

This incidates that--

Amidst the long waiting tone, a phone call was made, and nothing came of it, without any response.

Patiently waiting until the communication status was automatically disconnected, Moyou pretended to whisper to himself: "No answer, yes, it's so late now, Qi Duo should be sleeping, call Aunt Lizi."

After deliberately disclosing some information, Moyou dialed Lizi's number, and at the same time pressed the microphone to his ear again.

However, such a move would probably not be able to hide from a professional hunter who was clearly about to eavesdrop.

Beside, Bi Siji quietly looked at Moyou who was on the phone.

Chido?

As soon as he heard this name, Bisji's mind suddenly flashed the appearance of Xugou Qiduo Yorkshire, a member of the Twelve Earthly Branches.

However, there are many people with the same name in the world, so Bi Siji naturally wouldn't directly connect the Qido that Moyou said with the Qido she knew.

It's just because of the same name, so when I hear this name, I naturally think of Qi Duo.

On the contrary, it was Lizzie's name, which seemed to have a little impression on her.

"Beep, beep..."

Moyou didn't look at Bisji, but stood by the public phone, listening intently to the long waiting tone from the receiver.

About twenty seconds later, the sound of the phone connection finally rang.

"Aunt Lizzie?"

The moment the connection was made, Moyou spoke first.

"..."

There was a short silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and then a lazy female voice came out, answering irrelevant questions:

"I like high-intensity work, and I also like to sleep all day on the rare rest day. If the work at hand can be finished in advance, I will go to the square to feed the pigeons, or sit in the cafe on the street for an afternoon .”

"If I'm not in a hurry, I'll go shopping to buy clothes or go to the cinema to watch a movie about love that can only be released in the near future. It's a pity..."

"The workload on weekdays is too much, and there are not many such opportunities, and it is normal to stay up late, and often stay up all night. I squander my young physical capital like this, but for the work I love, there is no way. things."

"Because I often stay up all night, the dark circles under my eyes are so heavy that even concealer can't do anything, and because I don't pay attention to skin care, it is difficult to meet the level of a 20-year-old in terms of condition, but in terms of body... the breasts are developed on the horizontal line, and the lower abdomen is fat. Cellulite, round hips and long legs, judging by the 20-year-old standard, I think there is no problem at all."

"In summary--"

At this point, the lazy female voice paused.

And Moyou held the microphone and fell into a deadly silence, as if he was unilaterally waiting in court for the opposing defense lawyer to finish his point of view. Before that, he could only keep silent.

Bi Siji, who was eavesdropping on the sidelines, was also a little dazed. What's the situation with this way of explaining that he just walked around outside but didn't go in? !

Also at this time——

Liz on the other end of the phone continued in a soft tone: "What I want to express is that my 20th birthday is 2 months and 7 days away. Now, I suggest you reorganize your language."

"Miss Liz."

Moyou tactfully followed Lizi's suggestion and changed the address from "auntie" to "sister".

Maybe this is the world of Hunter x Hunter.