Gru Stone admitted that today's kidnapping operation was strictly kept secret from his family. He spent most of his time outside and returned to the manor every ten and a half months. His disappearance did not attract attention for just three or four days.
After cleaning up the house a bit, Dean returned home to wait out the three-day cooldown period for the mimicry, while visiting Tribeca.
Under the dim light of the old living room, Dean stuffed a spoonful of stewed rice into his mouth and turned his eyes to the kind-faced old man across the dining table.
“What do those people call themselves a group?”
"There are all kinds of strange things, and there is no unified name, hunter, gourmet..."
"So do they usually act alone or in groups?"
"To be honest, because the status of hunters is not allowed in the world, and because their numbers are scarce compared to normal humans, their inner loneliness is far worse than ordinary people." Tribeca took a sip of vegetable soup and wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth. , “They are more eager to have companions and to be recognized and understood, so quite a few of them are accompanied by companions.”
"This relationship of hunting together is in some ways more unbreakable than the relationship between husband and wife."
Dean was thankful that Gru Stone was a loner.
"When they eat, do they prefer to eat it raw or cook it first?"
"Some like to keep the original taste, and their eating method is similar to that of a werewolf who eats hair and drinks blood. It is cruel and bloody."
"But some prefer a rich taste. Before eating, they will go through a cooking process comparable to that of a Michelin chef. The food will be carefully cut, steamed or fried... and accompanied by various spices. After the cooking is completed, from the appearance You can’t even tell the original ingredients.”
"Well, how do you understand it so clearly, as if you have experienced it yourself?" Dean, whose mouth was full of oil, shook his hands and put the marinated pork pieces on the chopsticks back into the bowl.
"I once met the leader of a certain hunting team, so I know a little better." A flash of memory flashed in Tribeca's eyes, and she added another spoonful of oily rice to Dean's bowl.
Dean bared his teeth and pushed back, then continued, "I have another question. Will the descendants of hunters inherit their bloodthirsty instinct?"
"Yes, the contaminated bloodline will continue." Tribeca shook her head, her eyes under the reading glasses shining with wisdom, "You have been entangled with this species today, so you met a hunter in Las Vegas?"
"Well...it saw me as prey."
"Then it's really unlucky..." Tribeca's face was full of sympathy. She bowed her head and observed three seconds of silence for it, and asked humorously, "Is the body still intact?"
"It wanted to kill me. In retaliation, I ate part of it. The taste is far inferior to your beans, pork and rice." Dean saw the old man's face turn pale and laughed, "You lose this time."
"Bad boy, you almost gave me a heart attack!" The old man clutched his chest and glared at Dean, then raised his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Then what? What did you find out about that guy?"
"My family is prominent, I have many brothers and sisters, and..."
Dean paused and tightened his grip on the spoon.
"He claimed that his family has always worshiped a non-human being, their ancestor, a god, a lost person from his hometown. Have you heard of these claims?"
After hearing this, deep wrinkles appeared on Tribeca's face, and a trace of excitement danced in her cloudy eyes.
"Ancestors? Well...let me think about it...all hunters can obviously survive on ordinary food, but must regularly eat special diets to satisfy their pathological appetites."
"It is indeed possible that they come from the same source, have the same ancestors, and are affected by genes and blood."
Tribeca looked solemn,
"If you plan to spy on the so-called ancestor, be careful. It must have all the talents of a hunter: sense of smell, superhuman physique, strength... and other unknown abilities."
Tribeca held his hand and said with concern, "You are still young. There is no need to take risks if necessary. I am waiting for you to bring back more stories."
"Well, I know what's going on, and I will definitely be fully prepared in advance."
…
Finished communicating with Tribeca.
Dean began to recite the records on the two pieces of paper frantically.
To perfectly disguise the rich second-generation Gru Stone, one must firmly remember his living habits and carry out his every word and deed.
Dean is like a new actor with great potential. He trains hard and tries hard to imitate Gru Stone's demeanor. His speaking tone is slightly haughty, his chin is raised, his back is straight, and his tone is condescending and indifferent.
Benefit from the flexible reactions and memory brought by ultra-high sensitivity and spirit.
The learning process was very smooth.
…
Time passes quickly.
A sunny morning three days later.
Bathroom, 121 Palm Street.
There was a cracking sound of bones and a suppressed groan of pain.
The young man's naked body shrank and expanded shockingly like a balloon. Countless bulges appeared on the surface of his skin, as if there were a group of rats running around inside.
Sweat, dandruff, and hair fell off in bunches and fell all over the floor.
For two excruciating minutes, he collapsed on the ground dripping with sweat.
…
Take a break and flush all the dirty stuff down the drain.
He looked in the mirror.
Blonde and blue-eyed, with a slender figure, abdominal muscles, chest muscles, and biceps are clearly defined, without looking bloated, and the body is as perfect as a marble sculpture.
If you ignore the morbid appetite, the hunter's extremely charming appearance, long life, healthy body, and special sense of smell are definitely God's favorite.
…
"From now on, I am a member of the Stone family." Dean returned to the bedroom and took out a navy blue suit with vertical stripes and a lapel collar from the closet. His eyes were bright and his grin revealed a set of neat white teeth. His entire popularity The quality becomes high-profile and sharp.
He tucked the holster under his arm and put the gun in his pocket.
He originally wanted to bring a more powerful AR-15, a shotgun, and a bulletproof vest for self-defense. Unfortunately, these weapons and equipment were too conspicuous and made him a little fatter. If he took them home, even a blind man would know there was something wrong. .
Dean decided to adapt to the situation when the time came, and if the situation went wrong, he would withdraw first, and then take action again when he had the chance!
…
Disguise completed.
Dean drove the red Ferrari in the private parking lot back to the manor in the north of the city.
"Good morning, Mr. Gru." The security guard in the booth greeted him warmly and opened the iron door.
Dean ignored him, and the Ferrari drove into the manor along the undulating hillsides and paths between rows of palm trees.
The terrain gradually levels out.
The palm trees turned into thick ornamental plants, and several gardeners pushed weeders through them with flower shears and water bottles.
With careful care, the flowers and plants are still green and pleasant even if it is close to winter.
There is a female sculpture fountain in the middle of the road, with water splashing in all directions. The sun shines through the crystal water foam, reflecting the colorful colors, making people's moods colorful.
The Ferrari continued to drive forward, and Dean saw the core of the manor, a huge building that looked like a castle. The mottled exterior walls were covered with withered yellow vines. The main entrance was as huge as a church door, inlaid with exquisite and complicated patterns, and you could see to the pointy red dome and stained glass windows.
It was completely different from the modern villas Dean had seen. It had gone through many vicissitudes of life and had at least decades of history.
…
Dean parked the car and entered.
The grand saffron carpet covers the stairs leading to the second floor, while the four walls are navy blue and the ceiling is very high, making it difficult to distinguish the details of the decorative paintings on the dome.
It's just that all the windows around this grand hall were tightly closed, not letting in a trace of sunlight, and it looked gloomy.
Dean was about to take a walk quietly, looking for the so-called "god", when a careless voice stopped him,
"My dear 'sister', where have you been shopping these days?" A young man wearing silk pajamas and a beard walked down the stairs, opened his arms and gave him a hug affectionately.
Dean glanced at him, and his thick beard couldn't hide this guy's deep eyes, straight nose and perfect face shape. This was a handsome guy who was not inferior to Gru.
He is also Gru's second brother Perun.
According to information obtained by Dean, the two were always bickering at home.
He pushed the other party away with an impatient expression.
The man didn't mind, grinning and exuding a cynical charm.
"Last time I asked you to go to Los Angeles to attend a yacht party to relax, you were not happy. You missed a good thing that is rare in ten years."
"I swear, I will never forget that kind of beauty in my life." As he spoke, the man wiped his mouth, and a trace of aftertaste flashed in his eyes.
"Go away, don't try to tarnish my taste with your rude behavior!" Dean waved his hand disdainfully, "A beast like you will never understand the charm of the art of cooking."
"A little girl like you will never learn to eat like a man." Perron retorted, suddenly moving his nose, leaning towards Dean's chest and smelling it.
"Hadson, where are Kristen?" Dean's face was stern, and he pushed his head away. His heart was agitated. Could this guy smell something?
"The same old thing, begging our cruel parents in the restaurant to take us to meet the legendary ancestors and gods! Wait, there's something wrong with you." Perun suddenly propped up his chin and looked up and down in surprise, "We haven't seen each other for just a few days. , how have you become stronger? Oh, this sweet heartbeat, oh, this charming fragrance, are you still a member of the Stone family? "
He licked his lips, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes,
Dean's face stiffened slightly.
He forgot one important point - after mimicking, his physical quality is still close to the original body. His body is much stronger than the former Gru Stone, and his smell is naturally a little different.
Dean's mind was racing and he thought of a good excuse.
"Do you think you are the only one who has found a good thing?" Dean smiled proudly, "The prey I found was of a much higher grade, as strong as a lion, and I gained a little bit of strength."
"A solitary idiot who doesn't share good things with his brothers and sisters?" Perron pushed Dean hard in the chest, but the latter breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this time was over, and immediately retorted calmly,
"What do you know? After killing that guy, my physical fitness is no less than yours. I should be qualified to meet my 'ancestors'!"
"Come on then, let Layton and Shannon see your progress."
Perun put his arm around his shoulders and walked through the hall to the restaurant on the left side of the first floor, his nose twitching like a wild dog smelling meat and bones.
Dean turned on God's perspective and looked around.
Such a big villa.
Not a single servant was encountered along the way, and all the windows were sealed.
…
Dining room.
Under the beautiful crystal lamp in the shape of a water lily, four people were already arguing fiercely at the square dining table covered with red tablecloth.
All blond and blue-eyed, handsome men and beauties.
Dean suddenly felt that he had rashly entered the filming scene of an idol drama.
…
"Perun, Gru...my baby, let mom see it quickly," the noble lady wearing a light yellow tube top dress, her skin exuding the delicate luster of white jade, and her temperament was dignified and elegant, hugged the two of them passionately and kissed them. Kiss them on the face.
The intense pampering in the lady's jade jewel-like eyes was as suffocating as honey.
Dean suppressed the intense discomfort in his heart.
"Dear family members, don't you smell anything different about this kid?" Perun looked around with a showy smile.
Several people at the dinner table looked at each other and smiled.
"Across the street, I could smell that special smell." The blond cowgirl stood up and walked to Dean, opened her hands, her joy was beyond words, "Blessed by my ancestors, my dear brother has finally matured and become Stronger than my sister."
"Don't be discouraged, Christine, I will protect you from now on. By the way, you are so charming today."
Dean smiled and hugged her, kissed the side of her face and earrings, feeling the warmth in his arms.
The white shirt under this sister's denim jacket is made of thin silk, which makes her curvy figure clearly visible. She is bare-faced and has a wild charm in her facial features. If she goes to participate in a beauty pageant in Las Vegas, she might win one. champion.
"Tell me, what kind of miracle medicine did you take? It has only been a few days, and you have changed so much that you are almost completely transformed." Another brother, Haidson, has deep features, a slightly long nose, and sharp eyes like a raptor.
The handsome old man next to him wearing a loose nightgown and exposing his chest, the owner of the house, Leighton Stone, looked pleased and encouraged.
Dean clearly felt that the care and love for him from this group of family members came from the heart, without any hypocrisy or politeness.
Warm as spring.
This is a harmonious and friendly family that is rare in upper class society.
Brother and friend are respectful to each other, mother is kind and son is filial.
No normal person can imagine their terrifying true identity.
"Do you still remember the guy who caught me in the mall a few days ago?" Dean sat at the corner of the dining table and smiled quite contentedly.
"Student of Nevada State High School, hero of the Lake Mead Incident?" Shannon interjected, her green eyes flashing with deep interest.
"He is not an ordinary high school student. His physique is different from ordinary people, and his mind is flexible."
Dean knocked on the table and said with lingering fear,
"After I came out of the LVPD, I carefully set up a trap to catch him with difficulty. But the process was extremely dangerous. The two partners I hired died tragically in his hands, and I almost returned to the embrace of my ancestors early."
"Where's it hurt, baby?" Shannon held one of Dean's arms in her arms and looked around him eagerly.
"I'm talking about a close call. Isn't that good of me? After all, I won. He and I became one, and it took me a few days to get used to it." Dean quietly took his hands out of his plump arms and glanced at several people with pride. "family",
The feeling in my heart is quite weird.
He disguised himself as a hunter and claimed to have killed himself.
Haha, so exciting.
"Waste!" Peilunxu punched his fist, and his eyes in his thick beard showed a hint of complaint and regret, "After the complicated cooking process, most of the nutrients will be lost. If you eat in a more natural way, the improvement will be even greater! "
"Be gentle to your family, idiot!" Kristen hugged Dean's neck and blinked her beautiful eyes, "My poor Gru, haven't you gotten rid of the shadow of little Reggie's accident?"
"That's not your fault, not to mention that little Reggie is with you forever now."
"You should live stronger with his share."
Dean's eyes narrowed.
Little Reggie was the younger brother who was killed by the out-of-control Gru.
Now it seems.
Gru Stone doesn't eat raw food because of this accident.
…
"Okay, everyone, let the past go by, we should look forward." Hudson shook his head and glanced at his parents, "Now, the weakest relative in our family has completed a great hunt and obtained In order to achieve gratifying growth, my dear Layton and Shannon, can we, the young people, see our legendary ancestors?"
"I think it's time!"
In an instant, four pairs of nervous eyes locked onto the calm and smiling face of Leighton, the head of the dining table, and his deep and majestic voice rang out,
"Children, it is the patient hunters who catch the most precious prey."
"Leyton, I almost died for 'hunting' this time. Do you know what was going through my mind at the most dangerous moment?" Dean interrupted, stood up suddenly, held the dining table with both hands, and looked at him recklessly. Looking into his father's majestic eyes, he said, "I am not willing to do it. I didn't even see our God before I died. If I go to hell like this, my soul will have no rest in hell."
"Watch the way you speak, respect your father!" The always loving mother suddenly yelled at Dean, "Also, remember, don't mention hell, don't mention heaven, our souls don't belong there!"
Don't belong in hell and heaven?
Dean's head was crossed. Could this hunter family have a different belief?
Layton looked around at the children, feeling their determination, and smiled helplessly,
"If I continue to obstruct him, I'm afraid you will hate me as a father and regard my good intentions as perfunctory."
"Then this time I will fulfill your wish and take you to visit the 'ancestors' and 'gods' in the afternoon."
"Are you serious?" Perun stood up excitedly, his voice trembling.
"What are you talking about?" Haidson angrily scolded his brother, "Father never deceives his family!"
And Kristen hugged Dean's neck excitedly, with the rabbit jumping on her chest, like a lively, beautiful and innocent little girl who had received a beloved gift.
…
"Before meeting the great God, to show respect, we must remain in the most perfect condition." Layton glanced at Perron and Hudson, and they nodded, turned and left the restaurant. "It's almost lunch time, let's fill our bellies first."
Dean swallowed, and an ominous premonition came over him.
He couldn't listen to his sister's nagging in his ears.
And soon the premonition became reality.
The two brothers carried a sheep into the restaurant and placed it on the rectangular table.
The family of five stared at it, their eyes red and their breathing rapid.
The previous friendship, harmony, and warmth were gone.
…
"Gru, my youngest child, I give you the first bite and the most vigorous vitality as a gift." Layton suppressed the terrible impulse, smiled expectantly at Dean, and pointed "Sheep" with his finger. chest of heart. "May you thrive and remain strong."
Dean tried hard to control his cheeks that were about to twitch and shook his head casually.
"I appreciate your kindness. But I can't accept this simple and crude way of eating. Moreover, I prefer to 'hunt' by myself. Food obtained through my own efforts is the most delicious."
"Unnecessary persistence. When you see 'God', you will regret the countless delicious things you missed in the past." Layton shook his head and sighed, showing his white teeth, and leaned down like a beast.
…
The poignant red dyes luxurious and exquisite suits, pajamas, denim jackets, and long skirts.
The makeup is adorned with handsome, beautiful and noble faces with golden hair and jewel-like blue eyes.
This family of five is like angels who have been tempted to fall by blood.
…
The hot and fishy smell hit my face, and the unclean and terrifying sound.
As well as a strong atmosphere that wants to assimilate people, Dean was deeply shocked and suddenly stepped into hell.
He could only tighten his face and clenched his hands into fists, his joints turning blue.
The large arteries in the neck bulge and disappear.
A fire lit in his chest.
"It's not time to take action yet."
He desperately tried to divert his attention.
"Leighton Stone, a real estate businessman, exploited employees in the company and left nothing behind at home..."
"This is the real capitalist!"
…
When everything ends.
The table was in a mess and the five people covered in filth were chatting happily, elegantly wiping the residue at the corners of their mouths with napkins, with satisfied smiles on their faces.
Their animal nature faded away and they became humans again.
"Haha, my dear brother, do you ever regret missing the joy of sharing with your family!"
Perron turned around and winked at Dean with an affectionate attitude.
A trace of depression flashed in Dean's eyes, and he remained silent.
"Children, pack yourselves up," Layton turned around and smiled happily at his children, "Get ready to meet our God!"
No way, there are tons of changes.
(End of chapter)
