This may be the last chance to save the future. If it were Caesar, he might be able to understand it!
Chapter 543 The Cat Traveling Through Time
New York nightclub.
Various gorgeous neon lights were swaying back and forth, and when the new trend of electronic music sounded, men and women of all ages and occupations began to indulge themselves in the dance hall inside the store.
Logan finally managed to bypass the security guard standing at the door and followed the gorgeously dressed lady into the nightclub. In the bustling and noisy environment, he carefully avoided the crowd and tried to walk close to the walls and wooden shelves, looking for the masters and servants who came here for entertainment.
Leaping onto a wine cabinet, Logan looked down and quickly locked onto his target.
It can be seen that in a relatively quiet seat, Caesar was sitting there with his legs crossed, drinking, while Azazo was standing beside him, completely taking on the role of a bodyguard.
At this time, Azazo's temples had also turned slightly gray. After years of precipitation, he looked much more mature and stable. He wore a black tuxedo, hiding the tail behind him, revealing only his red face, and did not attract special attention from others.
Caesar was still the same as always, young and handsome, and like Logan, he had not changed with the passage of time, except that his temperament had become more gentle and elegant, and his body seemed to be reaching a peak state of near perfection.
Looking at the two familiar people in front of him, Logan suddenly stopped and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Although he said he didn't want to see Caesar again, in fact, even though he was over a hundred years old, he often missed the past. Those carefree days when he had someone to hold up his head when the sky fell, and he drank, chatted, and wandered the streets every day.
A female guest noticed the logan on the wine cabinet and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Honey, look, there's a cat over there, and it seems to be smiling."
"Huh?" The male guest sitting next to her looked sideways, but the wine cabinet was empty, with no trace of a cat. He smiled and replied, "You are drunk!"
"It's real, it's a Garfield cat." The female guest muttered, stood up and looked again, but couldn't find it.
Under the wine cabinet.
Logan lay in the shadow under the table, secretly saying "that was a close call". He took advantage of the gaps when people were walking, rushed into the hall quickly, passed through the dense crowd, and approached the seats on the other side.
On the corner wine table.
Azazo lowered his head slightly and smiled, "Master, Logan seems to be staying in New York recently. Why don't we find a time to make an appointment with him? We haven't seen him for several years."
"It's up to you." Caesar took a sip of wine and shrugged, "That guy is wild and never stays still. It was almost the limit for him to be a teacher for a few days."
"Yes. We haven't been teachers for a long time, since five years ago..."
Azazo suddenly stopped talking, his eyes became fierce, and he stretched out his hand and swung it, just in time to slap Garfield who was rushing towards Caesar away.
He realized it later and was surprised: "What? There are cats in this nightclub?"
"Be gentle." Caesar glanced at the ground and saw that the cat lying on the ground was struggling to get up and continued to walk towards him.
Wait, why does this cat give him a sense of déjà vu
"This cat is... a little strange."
Azazo also showed a look of surprise. He swung the racket almost instinctively without holding back, and the force he brought was enough to overwhelm an adult.
"Young Master, this cat seems to want to find you."
"There are plenty of cat girls and bunny girls looking for me. Just look and see whether it is male or female." Caesar said casually.
"oh."
Azazo responded, and actually grabbed the cat on the ground and seriously verified its gender. Finally, he said with regret, "It's a male."
Logan angrily gave Azazo two claws, broke free and jumped onto the wine table, and uttered a series of words for help to Caesar, but what came out of the cat's mouth were all "meow meow meow" sounds that even the cat itself could not recognize.
"Master, it looks hungry." Azazo said without paying attention to the small claw marks on his hands.
"I didn't expect that you could understand animal language." Caesar looked at Azazo in surprise.
Azazo shook his head quickly, this was a huge misunderstanding, and explained: "Looking at its appearance, it must be hungry."
"Like This."
Caesar looked at Logan, who looked anxious, and after a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand to signal a waiter to come over, and pointed at Garfield on the table and asked, "Do you have anything to feed him?"
The waiter looked embarrassed, "Sorry, sir. We don't have cat food."
Caesar snapped his fingers and ordered, "Then give him a medium-rare steak and a few bottles of Lafite."
"Yes." The wine waiter sighed that humans are not as good as cats. He respectfully stepped back and quickly presented a hot steak.
"I'm not here to eat cat food!"
Unable to convey the message about his future, Logan almost went crazy, but when Caesar handed the steak to him, driven by hunger, he subconsciously opened his mouth and started to eat it.
"I just said it was hungry and gave it something to quench its thirst."
Azazo poured some Lafite on the table, but the cat not only did not lick it, but also gave him a disdainful look and continued to devour the food in the dish.
Seeing Caesar and Azazo wasting expensive wine and food, the wine waiter shook his head secretly. The world of the rich is so boring and uninteresting.
While gnawing on his steak, Logan stretched out his cat claws and started to scratch on the table. Soon, a fairly neat X was carved on the wooden table.
Azazo muttered, "What do you mean, another serving? This cat seems to understand human nature, and his claws are not bad either."
Caesar was still drinking by himself, and it was obvious that his attention was not here. Instead, he opened the Superman's five senses restrictions as usual, collecting and recording the situation in the nightclub and even the surrounding streets.
Logan suddenly became anxious, knowing that this was his only chance. After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his cat claws and tapped the table rhythmically.
"It's worthy of being a cat that has been to a nightclub." Azazo's eyes were wide open. After a while, his face became serious. He looked at Caesar as if he was doubting his life and reminded him, "Young Master, there's something wrong with this cat."
"What's wrong?" Caesar said after coming back to his senses.
Azazo pointed at Garfield on the table with a surprised look on his face, "This cat... seems to know Morse code."
Morse code
Caesar was stunned. Of course he knew this too. Morse code was a skill that almost all military intelligence personnel had to master, using tapping of varying lengths and strengths to convey encrypted letter messages.
But a cat too
Caesar turned his attention back to Garfield and listened for a moment. Sure enough, the cat was conveying a message in Morse code by clapping rhythmically.
The message was: "I was once your partner, from the future time and space."
Azazo also deciphered the message and said incredulously: "This cat said it came from the future? Young Master, it can't be a mutant looking for fun with us."
"I just confirmed that there are no other mutants within a thousand-meter radius except you."
Caesar shook his head and looked at Garfield, who continued to give a new coded message. This short message finally moved him and Azazo.
The code translates to: