Chapter 96 Collecting Kimono Scraps?
“Such an old voice, that doesn’t sound like those Dragon Hunters.”
Su Jiu glanced towards the source of the voice, scooped up the little Siren with one hand, hurled a throwing dagger three meters to a coconut tree, leaped up, then kicked off the sword and flipped, landing steadily between the two fronds of the coconut tree.
“Collecting fabric? What is that?”
Glancing down, she saw two ordinary middle-aged men pulling a cart behind them. From Su Jiu’s perspective, the two of them were probably not at War General Level, otherwise, they would have discovered her.
She then quietly listened in the tree to what these two were discussing.
“Even if this is recycling, how much money can we earn? However, that manager can pay thirty thousand a day, so it’s not a loss to do it.”
The one speaking now was a bald man wearing a shell hat. He was reluctantly jumping up, pulling at the strips of fabric on the branches, and then throwing them into the cart.
“Damn, it’s really cold here, I knew we should have gone for fifty thousand.”
Hearing this, the leading middle-aged man in the knitted cardigan pulled out the large cigar from his mouth, exhaled, and blew out a pale purple smoke ring. He glanced at the fabric in the trailer, then cursed and picked through it: “Damn it, don’t pick up every piece of clothing you see! We want things from that Lianyun Song Troupe.”
“We’ve been busy for hours, and just now we were attacked by a small thing. Should we pack it up?” The bald man took out his phone, leaned against a coconut tree, and said, “This cartful of ours is enough to report.”
“If you want to die, don’t take me with you.”
The middle-aged man in the knitted cardigan snorted, then took another puff of his cigar, looking somewhat fearfully at the scraps in the trailer, and said: “If these fabric scraps are discovered by the Dragon Hunters, those Cherry Blossom People might just kill us all. They seem to value these scraps very much.”
Exhaling the smoke, he also leaped up and pulled down a fragment of clothing hanging on a nearby tree, his voice muffled: “After all, that Song Troupe is called the second Doan Bar.”
“Why don’t they come and get it themselves? It seems like there are…” As soon as the bald man finished speaking, he seemed to feel the light being blocked. He looked up and suddenly saw a figure, and then a cold blade pressed tightly against his throat.
“If you don’t want to die, follow me.” Su Jiu’s deep voice sounded. She slightly altered her tone and pressed her elbow into the bald man.
“How dare they send anyone over. If they are caught by the Dragon Hunters and submitted to the Law Enforcement Hall, they might be sentenced for disrupting official duties,” the middle-aged man in the knitted cardigan seemed to not notice anything unusual, continuing to speak.
“With a criminal record, they will be repatriated.”
The bald man’s pupils shrank sharply, and he was greatly alarmed. Such speed! Is this person a Battle General?
“There are… so many of these fabrics here. Could it be that these monster invasions are related to the Lianyun Song Troupe?”
He glanced at the blade at his neck, seeing blood beads starting to form, and quickly followed Su Jiu’s voice to ask.
“This matter concerns the entire Fuzhou and a string of coastal cities. If it is found out, that Lianyun Song Troupe might be uprooted. Perhaps there’s some connection, but it doesn’t feel like a big one.”
The middle-aged man in the knitted cardigan looked at some fabric strips not far away, stood up to pull them down, and then said:
“After all, those Cherry Blossom People, no matter how powerful, are just businessmen. Hiring, they can hire us shrimp like…” But when it comes to such illegal activities, who would dare to do it?
“Bang—crack!” A dull thudding sound was accompanied by a falling sound.
The middle-aged man in the knitted cardigan suddenly turned around and found that the bald man had been knocked unconscious by someone. He scanned the surroundings, and a chilling feeling arose.
Who is it—who has quietly lurked around the two of them?!
Their business of collecting kimono fragments is probably about to be exposed…
“Just hand it over! Then take the money and run, and get a new identity.”
…
“They are just two hired adventurers, but… the Lianyun Song Troupe that hired them is very suspicious.”
“And along the way, there are so many kimono fragments compared to other fragments of clothing, which are pitifully few. There is a high probability that many of these attacks were targeting people wearing kimonos.”
Su Jiu’s steps were very light, weaving through the forest, much like a lightly-skilled master in a martial arts novel, stirring up streaks of goose-yellow afterimages.
“But not many people in Dragon Country wear these things, so the casualties are particularly low, leading to the big data not being obvious.”
“As for why there are so many kimono fragments hanging on the trees, yet no one has reported being attacked – that is very intriguing.”
Su Jiu was about to exit the small forest, slowing her pace. Her right hand was emitting a green light, and her left hand was holding the tail fin of the little Siren. She recalled the scene when she first encountered the Siren.
Although it might have been due to the driver uncle deliberately flashing his headlights, it was clear that they, like Liu Wei, mistook their clothes for kimonos, so the first to attack was not the male student but herself.
With this, everything became clear. Kimonos are the common characteristic of the monsters’ attacks.
And the Lianyun Song Troupe, related to kimonos, needs to be investigated.
Before investigating, she needed to report this haul to Mr. Lin. Thinking of this, Su Jiu stopped her healing spell and took out her phone, only to find that the group she had just formed was full of locations!
However, it seemed they were not under attack for the moment, but…
“What’s going on?!” Su Jiu scrolled up continuously and saw someone had sent a message: 【Run quickly, the fog is coming!】
Fog? Could it be…
Putting away her phone,
“How can there be fog in broad daylight?”
After walking a few more steps, Su Jiu exited the jungle. She paused slightly and indeed, the surroundings were enveloped in fog. The moment she entered the fog, the little Siren in her hand moved.
The Siren lazily opened its eyes, saw Su Jiu, was first surprised, then made a strange sound, and tried to attack Su Jiu, but its tail was being held.
“Mama, this little thing is calling you a bad person.” E Huo slowly crawled out of Su Jiu’s sleeve, its voice echoing in Su Jiu’s mind.
“Bad person?” Su Jiu was slightly taken aback. She raised her hand, looked at the struggling Siren, then lowered her head and asked E Huo: “Can you communicate with her? Tell her I’m not a bad person, I just have some things I want to ask her.”
“I’ll try.”
E Huo’s voice sounded again. Then it crawled onto Su Jiu’s hand and lightly tapped the Siren’s head. A white light flashed, and the Siren in Su Jiu’s hand froze, then made a “gurgling” sound.
E Huo, as if half-understanding, nodded.
While Su Jiu was waiting for E Huo to negotiate with the Siren, they were being watched by a pair of sharp eyes a hundred meters away.
It was a black shadow, with a golden sheen flashing slightly on its chest. In its hand was an electronic photo, depicting Su Jiu’s likeness.
“Finally found her. I don’t know where she went just now, but why does a Priest like her have the ability to kill that woman? It must be that fellow Silver-ranked Dragon Hunter, right?”
“Never mind… the item is most likely on her. This fog is just right, and she’s alone. It gives me an opportunity. If it weren’t for going into Doan Bar, I would have captured her last night.”
