Chapter 118 Meeting the Mind Remover Again (Part 3)

Chapter 118 "Meeting the Mind Eliminator Again" (Part 3)

The police officer who seemed to be of high status came over and asked a few questions casually, then let the two of them go directly, and stopped other police officers from approaching.

Kurapika's wooden sword was also taken out of the luggage first and sent over.

Germain led Kurapika to blend into the crowd of people who had completed the interrogation and could leave, quietly away from the crowd outside.

They entered the quiet corridor and then walked out of the airport.

"You can ask a question, and I will only answer you one question." Germain walked on the sidewalk, looking straight ahead, "This is your reward for playing with me."

Kurapika couldn't help but stop where he was.

Germain ignored him and walked straight ahead.

He would attract some attention with a bird-beak mask, but most people thought he was playing "Cosplay", so they didn't take it seriously.

A moment later, Kurapika quickly followed, and after a brief thought, he knew what he should ask.

"What should I do to get as strong as you?"

He didn't waste the opportunity to ask other questions, but went straight to the point. This was what he needed to know most, and the others were minor issues.

"Take the professional hunter exam." Germain stopped a taxi and answered, "After you get the hunter license, someone will teach you."

He told Kurapika the template he used to answer Killua, and then lowered his head and got into the back seat of the taxi.

"Professional hunter"... So that's it, the man just showed the police a hunter license.

And professional hunters have an extraordinary social status, so even the police dare not neglect us. They asked a few symbolic questions and let us go.

Kurapika was thoughtful, but there were still too many questions that were not answered.

He didn't give up just like that, and got into the taxi and sat next to Germain.

"As far as I know."

After sitting down, Kurapika moved the two wooden swords stuffed behind him, adjusted the position, and turned to look at Germain.

"The Hunter Exam is held once a year. This year has already ended. If I want to take it, the earliest I can do it is January next year. I don't want to wait that long. Is there no other faster way?"

"Besides, you said that after I get the Hunter's license, someone will teach me. What exactly do you want to teach me?"

German did not answer Kurapika. He said he would answer only one question.

He put the suitcase at his feet and told the driver a location.

The taxi slowly went on the city streets, and the traffic was a bit congested, so the driver had to take a detour.

Kurapika was stunned to see that German really didn't pay attention to his second and third questions.

However, he really had no way to deal with German.

Then, Kurapika saw German pick up his mobile phone at this time and play the game "Snake", and he looked like he didn't care about anything else.

Kurapika, who was silent, slowly had a plan in his mind.

The scenery outside the window retreated backwards, and the neon lights of the city were gorgeous like a dream.

The driver's detour was successful, and the taxi soon arrived at the landmark building of Itro City - a "Trojan Horse" statue that was made of metal but looked like it was made of wood.

Germain and Kurapika got off the car, paid the fare, and the taxi drove into the main lane, turned the corner, and disappeared.

Kurapika took the initiative to help Germain lift the suitcase and followed behind without saying a word.

Germain looked back at Kurapika, but didn't say anything. He searched around with his eyes and soon saw the person he had an appointment to meet.

The brown-skinned Abenganie pursed his lips tightly, and looked around nervously, sighing inexplicably from time to time.

When Abenganie saw the man wearing a bird-beak mask walking towards him, he quickly realized that the person behind the mask was the one he was waiting for.

Despite the change of appearance, Abenganie could still feel this familiar temperament, which was almost the same.

"Jel..." Abenganie just whispered a syllable, and then noticed the strange young man behind Germain, so he stopped in time and asked, "Who is he?"

"Don't worry about him, just pretend he doesn't exist." Germain replied, "Let's get started without further ado."

Abenganie looked at Kurapika suspiciously, nodded: "Okay, please follow me, I've set a place."

"You lead the way, we'll follow." Germain said.

So, Germain and Kurapika followed Abenganie forward.

They walked through the crowded square and walked towards the secluded streets. Slowly, there were fewer and fewer people around.

Kurapika opened his mouth several times to speak, and also wondered if it would be too dangerous to follow like this, whether he should leave.

Such an adventure is really not in line with his usual style.

However, as long as there is a possibility of gaining the ability to defeat the "Phantom Troupe", Kurapika is willing to take risks, he is unwilling to give up.

He followed a man he had only met two hours ago and another man he had just met, down the stairs and into a basement.

Abenganie took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and walked into a dark corridor. He stamped his feet, and the sensor lights in the corridor lit up.

After Germain and Kurapika came in, Abenganie stuck his head out and cautiously watched outside for a while before locking the door.

"Please go forward, it's at the end of the corridor." Abenganie raised his hand to signal, "Please forgive me for being too cautious, the life of "mind exorcists" has been getting worse and worse recently."

Kurapika was alert to the new word "mind exorcist" that he had never heard of before. He paused for a moment while carrying Germain's suitcase, and then quickly followed, continuing to play the role of "silent listener".

"Your ability is rare, right?" Germain's voice had a deep texture through the bird-beak mask, "Logically, your life should be quite good."

Abenganie glanced at Kurapika.

Since Mr. Germain was willing to take up the topic, it seemed that he trusted this young man quite a bit, so he didn't have to hide everything.

"That's not the case. Not everyone is as easy to talk to as you. There are always some people who want "free services", and some people think that my "mind ability" is their natural enemy. "

"Mind ability"... Kurapika received a new concept again, and he listened calmly.

Abenganie used the key to open the shutter door at the end of the corridor, and flipped it up with a bang, revealing a dark room inside.

He fumbled around the wall for a while, and with a click, he flipped the switch, and the lights in the room came on.

I saw rows of shelves in the room of about 80 square meters, and various flower pots were placed on the shelves.

The flower pots were symmetrical along the center line, and the left and right sides corresponded to the same, which looked neat and beautiful.