With the other animals with immaculate peeling, they form the WASP company (W for White, AS for Anglo-Saxon, P for Protestant). All the other inhabitants, from the black pee to the brown-red fox, through the spotted cat and the brown deer, are nothing but rabid. And if the police are not able to maintain the order of the whites, the big arms of Arctic-Nation, the racist party, hooded and dressed in white robes, take care of it without any moods. They have the ropes and the crosses inflamed as it is necessary. In this atmosphere not cuddly, cuddly, Blacksad, the private detective cat, investigates the disappearance of a child of color. A true knot of vipers in which Blacksad plunges the legs and plays the vigilante prompt to scratch if necessary.