Hunter: I'm really not a necromancer

Chapter 50 Aunt Lizzie

It's a very timely excuse to make amends, it should be to restore the image.

Bisji felt a little relieved when he saw that Moyu had no other reaction.

Almost exposed my inner true thoughts...

No, no.

What I just said is definitely not my true thoughts!

Bisji firmly denied it in his heart.

but,

This young man...

Are they the same kind?

Bisji lowered his head, pretending to bury his entire face in his chest out of shyness, thereby hiding the flash of strangeness in his eyes.

Characters of the Changing type are usually capricious, good at lying, and able to cover up their true intentions with clever words and deeds in most situations.

In addition, there is one more thing.

Because he is good at lying and covering up, he is also easy to detect when others are lying and covering up.

Of course, although the existence of "Nian" will subtly amplify and highlight the character of the person with Nian ability, the statement about the character's attributes of Nian ability is not absolute.

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

A nymphomaniac is a nymphomaniac, and 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 motive and what is the reason?

This is very interesting and makes things interesting.

It is always exciting to identify the possible moving luster inside by observing the original stone.

In addition to hunting for that extremely beautiful blue bead, there seemed to be one more thing that could satisfy me.

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

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

She lowered her head and said pitifully.

"Sorry, little sister."

Mo You apologized: "I suddenly remembered that I had something to do, so..."

"ah."

Bisji made a sound of disappointment, then slowly raised his head, looked at Moyu with tears in his eyes, and asked with a slight cry: "Is it something important?"

"That's right."

Moyu glanced at Bisiji's superb performance, and was affected by it, his face became more apologetic, and explained:

"I came on a connecting flight, so my arrival time will be at least twelve hours longer than originally expected. But I was in such a rush when I was connecting flights that I forgot to inform my family in advance. In order not to worry my family, I had to call them.

A phone, well, I don’t have a phone, but there should be a public phone on the spaceship.”

"Brother, I know where the public phone is!"

After briefly listening to Moyou's explanation, Bisji made suggestions.

Then there is a legitimate reason to follow.

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

"Uh-huh."

Bisji nodded happily.

"Brother, follow me."

The little girl skipped out the door happily.

Moyo followed, hoping that the next phone call would be enough to free him from Bisij's attention.

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

If he didn't answer the call, he would have no choice but to wait until daytime under Bisji's acting skills before calling again...

Soon, Bisji led Moyu to a corridor.

An oil painting hangs on the wall of the front corridor, and next to it is a coin-operated public telephone.

"Here it is."

Bisji pointed to the public telephone.

"Well, I saw it."

Moyu walked over.

Under Bisji's gaze, he put in the coins, picked up the phone, and didn't dial Lizzie's number directly, but dialed the number where the fake ID was issued.

The small advertisement at that time clearly stated that the business was only available from 1 p.m. to 12 p.m.

This incidates that--

During the long wait, a call came to nothing, and there was no response.

Waiting patiently until the communication status was automatically disconnected, Moyu pretended to whisper to himself: "I didn't pick up the call. That's right. It's so late now. Chiduo should be asleep. Let's call Aunt Lizi to check."

After deliberately revealing some information, Moyou dialed Li Zi's number and put the phone tightly to his ear again.

However, such an action would probably not be able to hide it from a professional hunter who was obviously trying to eavesdrop.

Next to him, Bisji quietly looked at Moyu who was on the phone.

Chiduo?

As soon as he heard this name, Bisji's mind immediately flashed through the image of Chido Yorkshire, a member of the Twelve Earthly Branches.

However, there are many people with the same name in the world, so Bisiji will naturally not directly connect the Chiduo in Moyu's mouth with the Chiduo she knows.

It's just because of the same name that when I hear this name, I naturally think of Chido.

On the other hand, she seemed to have some impression of the name Li Zi.

"Beep, beep..."

Moyu did not look at Bisji, but stood by the public phone, listening intently to the long waiting tone coming from the phone.

About twenty seconds later, the sound of the phone being connected finally sounded.

"Is it Aunt Lizzie?"

The moment the call was connected, Moyu spoke first.

"..."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and then a lazy female voice came out, answering the wrong question:

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

."

"If I am not pressed for time, I will go shopping to buy clothes or go to the cinema to watch a love-themed movie that will only be released in the near future. Unfortunately..."

"The workload on weekdays is too heavy, so there are not many opportunities like this, and staying up late is normal, and I often pull all-nighters. My young physical capital is being squandered like this, but for the job I love, there is nothing I can do about it.

What about."

"Because I often stay up all night, the dark circles under my eyes are so heavy that even concealer can't help. 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 physical condition. But in terms of figure... the breasts are developed on a horizontal line, and the lower abdomen is not

I have fat, round hips and long legs. Judging from the standards of a 20-year-old, I think there is no problem at all."

"In summary--"

At this point, the lazy female voice paused.

Moyo held the microphone and fell into a deadly silence, as if he was waiting unilaterally in court for the opposing defense lawyer to finish explaining his point. Until then, he could only remain silent.

Bisji, who was eavesdropping on the side, was also a little confused. What is the situation with this way of explaining that you are wandering around outside but not going in?!

Also at this time——

Lizzie 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."

"Sister Lizzie."

Moyu wisely followed Li Zi's suggestion and changed the title of "aunt" to "sister".

Maybe this is the world of full-time hunters.

(End of chapter)