Catherine and Molly were having fun, but Lorraine couldn't enjoy the enthusiasm of the Marseille. Seeing a white man passing by among the black man, while asking something, Lorraine's professional habit as a policeman broke out, and he quietly retreated from the celebration and walked to Saro.

"Hey, man."

"I am Lorraine Diesel, a federal policeman."

"Need help?"

The Bald Eagle Federation is the most powerful country in the world. The people of the Bald Eagle are full of pride. Lorraine opens her mouth and speaks with a fluent Los Angeles accent, making Saro, who is still trying to distinguish the African accent of the Marseille masses, feel like spring breeze.

He raised his head and immediately saw a little white Lorraine in the black bushes.

"Hello, a guest of the Marseille tribe."

"I am Saro, a consultant to Tiger Valley in South Africa."

"I'm looking for a cat, such a big orange cat, who just got lost nearby a few days ago."

I am the spokesperson of a certain settlement of the Wisdom Beast. No one will believe this identity when I speak. Fortunately, the Tiger Valley in South Africa is also a very famous place, and it has been played for a long time on the Discovery Channel.

But Saro would not have thought that the white man he met by chance had also come into contact with the wise beast, but it was the same one.

"You travel with your pet?"

"God, this is the Serengeti prairie, the wild world is full of the prey of the weak."

"You may need a new cat, friend."

"As a man who also owns such a big orange cat, I sincerely hope you can find it."

Taking a chill, Lorraine could only pat Saro on the shoulder to express sympathy.

Although cats are more wild than dogs, they can make a living by themselves in small towns and other countrysides, but that is because human activities make large carnivores disappear.

This is Africa. In addition to the tropical rainforest, the most wild and prey on the weak. If a pet cat wants to survive here, luck will definitely occupy an important position.

"Yes, I just have this cat for many years. I have to look for it first, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

"I'll ask again."

"Thank you, Lorraine."

For Lorraine's comfort, Saro pretended to be worried.

Saro had no worries about Ron's survival. He was a cruel guy who could compete with the Tiger King in South Africa's Tiger Valley. The mere hyena and lions in the Serengeti prairie would not pose a threat to him.

What Saro was worried about was that if Ron got lost on the Serengeti prairie, he would not be able to complete the task delivered by the leader of Savaga.

"You're welcome."

Since the other party is just looking for a pet cat, Lorraine has nothing to help.

After comforting Saro, Lorraine walked back to Catherine and Molly - just after he walked away for a while, Terry was a little frivolous, and Lorraine had to ensure the safety of his sister.

Saro continued to ask the members of the Marseille tribe.

No one noticed that the orange cat in his mouth was also the one in the other person's mouth.

…………

"Saro, how about it?"

“Is there any news?”

Back next to the jeep, Old Victor was already full of fuel and leaning against the car door to smoke, waiting for Saro to come back.

Seeing Saro coming from the exit of the Marseille tribe, he leaned over and asked, although in his heart, he had no hope.

"There is a message."

"A Maasai saw an orange-yellow cat, like a mixed breed of cheetah and lion, hunting a warthog, but not biting it to death, but was led around the ground by the warthog."

"I just don't know if it's Ron."

Taking the cigarette from Victor's hand, Saro took a sip and spit out a thin smoke.

Although it turns out that they are also smoking, these days it is the time when Saro smokes the most fiercely.

"Then what we do next?"

Old Victor didn't get the cigarette back from Saro, so he lit one again.

“Follow this route.”

"The Marseille said it was found nearby."

After taking a big sip, Saro pressed off the cigarette butt, got into the car, spread out the map in the passenger seat, and gave guidance.

Old Victor also got into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove in the direction of Saro's finger sliding. When it comes to understanding the terrain of the Serengeti prairie, Old Victor is more familiar than most Marseille people.

…………

"Lorraine, who are you talking to?"

Back at the celebration party, Catherine walked over with the Marseille's unique cow blood wine.

This is specially prepared for guests who are not Marseille. After all, not everyone is used to drinking the viscous, fishy and sweet cow blood.

"Is this wine?"

"You are not eighteen years old and can't drink."

Lorraine's focus was different from that of Catherine. His nose was slightly a little, and he immediately smelled the smell of the clay cup in Catherine's hand.

In the Bald Eagle Country, you can drive under the age of eighteen, but you cannot drink alcohol.

So Lorraine stretched out her hand and took the cow blood wine from Catherine and poured it into her throat.

"Ahem!"

"Damn it, I'd better add the strong wine from cow blood!"

"That seems to be unhappy."

The beef blood wine was in my mouth, and Lorraine coughed, leaving Catherine speechless - Boss, it was not the wine with the beef blood, but the beef blood with the wine, right? This is a specialty of the Marseille tribe. I finally got a cup and wanted to try it.

"The white man was the consultant of the nearby Tiger Valley."

"They are looking for a lost pet cat."

"Tiger Valley knows?"

"I just played it on the Discovery Channel some time ago, and it was the one in Tiger Roaring Africa."

Lorraine took some food from the food rack next to it and stuffed it into her mouth. As she said, eating her food suppressed the burning pain in her throat.

“Discover Channel?”

"Is it the one Ron likes to see the most?"

When it comes to this name, Catherine and Lorraine are a little silent.

The round orange cat hasn't appeared at home for a long time. It's so long that everyone in the family only remembers that they have such a member in their family, but they can't remember it.

Just as Lorraine and Catherine were silent, Terry and Molly also walked over with their cups.

Molly's cup was filled with cow blood with strong liquor just like Catherine, and Terry's cup was naturally pure cow blood that had just been released from the cow artery.

"Hey, Brother Lorraine, why don't you dance~"

"Catherine and I have been looking for you for a while~"

Standing next to Catherine, Terry said with a smile.

"It's nothing, I just saw a white man and chatted for a few words."

"Molly, you are as old as Catherine, don't drink, take it."

Not interested in Terry, Lorraine glanced at the big black man and took the cow blood wine directly from Molly.

However, Terry was quite patient and pretended not to see it.

He continued to smile and spoke.

"The welcome ceremony will end later."

"I have discussed it with Catherine and Molly. When the welcome ceremony is over, I will go to see the wildebeest migration."

"I know that a place is the only way to great migration."
Chapter completed!