Hunter: I'm really not a necromancer

Chapter 72 Talk about your feelings

As usual, Jin didn't even think about attending the Twelve Earthly Branches meeting three days later.

I came to Swadani today to get an autograph from the author of "Bog Man".

certainly,

If he hadn't happened to know that the autograph session would be held in Swadani City, and the place where he was previously was relatively close to Swadani City, otherwise he wouldn't have come here specifically.

Because it was a last-minute idea, I didn’t know if it would be late.

Anyway, even if it was too late, he would not let his trip go in vain. Before leaving Swadani City, he would go to the old street to reminisce about the special food he had eaten in the past.

After leaving the airport, Jin went straight to the shopping mall building where the autograph session was held.

When he arrived at his destination, he saw staff dismantling the "Swamp Man" promotional board at the entrance of the shopping mall building.

Not far from the gate, there was a young man holding a book like him, standing there watching the staff remove the promotional boards.

Obviously, the autograph session for "Numa Man" has ended, and the boy must have missed the autograph session as well.

"I'm late."

Jin went straight to the workers who were removing the promotional boards.

"Excuse me……"

"The book signing is over and Davidson, the author, has left."

The younger staff member didn't even look at Jin and waved his hand impatiently.

He has answered similar questions many times, so he is so impatient.

"All right."

Hearing that Davidson, the author of "Swamp Man", had left, Jin looked at the pictures on the promotional board with some regret, then turned and left.

Now that we have run out, let’s go eat some special snacks that are only available in Swadani.

This way the trip is not in vain.

Jin Xin thought as he glanced at the young man standing in front of the gate out of the corner of his eye.

The same people who came back disappointed...

Jin suddenly stopped and raised his hand to say hello to the young man as if on a whim.

"Hey, boy."

"?"

Hearing Jin's greeting, Mo You followed the sound and asked doubtfully: "Is something wrong?"

"Are you a fan of Numa Man too?"

Jin walked towards Moyu and asked in a familiar manner.

Moyu did not recognize Jin.

Just because Jin is neither unshaven nor wearing a shabby hat with a corner missing.

If it's Hisoka and Bisiki who dress up in strong styles, or if it's Chrollo's highly recognizable blue bead earrings, Moyu can identify them immediately based on their facial features and hairstyle.

But now, in Moyu's eyes, Jin is just a young man who looks to be in his early twenties, and he doesn't look like the slovenly "prodigal uncle" in the original work.

"Yes."

Moyu replied very coldly, secretly remaining vigilant.

He does not suffer from delusions of victimization, but the man in front of him is also a psychopath, so he should be careful.

Jin didn't care at all about Moyu's indifference. With his observation ability, he could clearly feel Moyu's vigilance. But he didn't care either and smiled naturally:

"I'm also a fan of Numa Man. I came all the way here just to get a signed copy of the book. I didn't expect to arrive too late."

"..."

Moyu said nothing and casually glanced at the book in Jin's hand.

Jin looked at Moyu and asked curiously: "What about you, do you want an autograph?"

"No."

Moyu shook his head.

He also came a little late, and he asked the two staff members just now and got basically the same answers.

"that's too regretful."

Jin sighed, and then simply invited Moyu: "I'm going to have something to eat. Are you interested in coming together? We are both fans of Numao, so I think we should have a lot of topics in common."

"Thank you, but I've already eaten."

How could Moyu agree to the invitation? If the other party's attitude was not very friendly, he would have left long ago.

Seeing Moyou declined the invitation, Jin showed an unreserved expression of disappointment, but suddenly his eyes lit up.

"It's okay. Actually, I'm not very hungry, so we can just chat here."

After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at Moyu with eyes full of expectation.

In Jin's eyes, the age gap is just a decoration.

What's going on with this guy?

Moyu looked silently at Jin who was sitting directly on the ground.

"You're welcome, sit down."

Jin's eyes were earnest and he made an invitation gesture.

But Moyu didn't sit down directly.

The two just looked at each other from afar.

Moyu could feel that the man in front of him was serious.

I really don’t know what kind of brain circuit it takes to invite strangers to sit on the street and talk about their thoughts on a book.

This person is really strange, but...

His casual behavior revealed an unusually free and easy attitude that didn't care about the opinions of others.

Moyou wanted to leave, but unexpectedly sat down.

Seeing Mo You sit down, Jin enthusiastically put the book he brought in front of him and said with a smile: "Young man, I don't know your name yet."

"..."

Moyo paused after hearing this, and instead of saying the classic reply of "Introduce yourself first when asking someone's name", he calmly reported the name on the fake ID card: "Kester."

"Kester...means light, what a good name."

Jin calmly praised Moyu for the "fake name" he gave.

The basis for his judgment was simple. Before Moyu answered the name, he had a moment of hesitation called "hesitation."

If you still hesitate when faced with this kind of thing, it is most likely that you are hesitating to give your "real name" or "pseudonym."

And the vast majority of people will not hesitate before saying their "real name."

After deducing this fact in a short moment, Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with wearing a vest.

Because he often does this kind of thing.

Whether it's in reality or when surfing online blogs to try to influence other people's mentality.

"Nico, nice to meet you."

While introducing himself, Jin extended his right hand to Moyu.

Moyou politely took hold of Jin's extended hand, and then quickly took it back.

"Kester, which chapter of Swamp Man is your favorite?"

"Well……"

After hearing this, Moyou thought for a moment and then replied:

"My favorite chapter is probably the "Spread Chapter" before the end. Davidson has perfectly created a doomsday-like depressing plot trend in this chapter. The whole chapter is full of despair, giving people a sense of despair.

A real and immersive experience.”

"Uh-huh."

Jin kept nodding his head in agreement.

Moyu flipped through the book in his hand and said slowly:

"But what makes me like this chapter is not the desperate atmosphere that Davidson's author reveals between the lines, no matter how hard he struggles, it will not help."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to look at the content on the page and continued:

"It's that Davidson, the author, actually used 'human nature' as the key to pry open the last glimmer of hope among the swamp men who have begun to spread. This is far beyond my expectation."

"Knew it……"

Jin's eyes sparkled and he sighed: "Readers who really like a book will always have common views and opinions in the end. Kester, can I ask you another question?"

"Um."

Moyu raised his eyes and looked at Jin.

Jin said seriously: "Since the 'Replacer Bog Man' and the 'Replaced Human' have the same appearance, memory, and even thoughts, is there any difference between the two? I want to know about you, Kester.

thoughts on this perspective.”

"Plunder and be plundered."

Moyu answered Jin's question without thinking.

at the same time.

A room in a bachelor's apartment somewhere in Swadani City.

Chrollo, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, stood in front of a young corpse.

"Plunder what you want. This is what a 'thief' does."

In his hand he held a signed copy of Bog Man.

(End of chapter)