Robbery X Wanting to Go Undercover

"It's been sent over?"

Looking at Kurapika who had returned, Pairo asked.

Kurapika nodded.

I just delivered the medicine using my mother's Nen ability.

"We're running out of stock," Kurapika said with a hint of helplessness.

Pairo couldn't offer any good solutions to this either.

Although they have been very strict in screening VIP clients, there are still quite a few people who meet the requirements.

These people were extremely interested in buying the potions Kevin had created.

Moreover, through the Pharmacy, their network of connections spread rapidly among top Nen user, like a spider web.

More than half of the members of the Twelve Zodiacs have become their VIP clients.

Not to mention those one-star and two-star Hunter x Hunter.

The consumption is naturally increasing.

"At worst, we can just temporarily shut it down. Our important clients are already aware of Uncle Kevin's situation."

The Hunter x Hunter community has a strong thirst for information.

It's safe to say that the importance of intelligence within the Hunter x Hunter community is self-evident; selling and acquiring various intelligence information is something almost everyone does.

While not everyone knew about Kevin's disappearance, it was something that could be found out through any available channel.

Because Kurapika and his team were trying to determine Kevin's condition and rescue the two from the Dark Continent, they enlisted the assistance of many powerful Nen user.

Biscuit is also providing assistance, and the Twelve Zodiacs, who knew Kevin before, are also offering some help.

The only information that was kept very secret was that the two disappeared in the Dark Continent.

Aside from their own people, only a few, Biscuit and Jin, knew this.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that others may be able to make inferences based on limited information.

Never underestimate the information processing and deduction abilities of top Nen user.

Kurapika rubbed his temples; there was nothing he could do.

"Beep beep beep!"

The phone rang.

Kurapika frowned slightly and answered the call.

Something's happened!

"I thought it was going to be an interesting operation."

Hisoka held a playing card in his hand, then flicked it away and it disappeared.

"Leave here."

Chrollo said expressionlessly, carrying a briefcase in his hand.

The suitcase prominently displays the logo of Red Stone Pharmaceuticals.

The two people beside him, Machi and the other man, also looked relaxed.

The four of them then swaggered out of the mall through the emergency exit.

The surveillance cameras along the route had already been sabotaged.

Security guards patrolling the mall at night also collapsed in different places.

For these ordinary security guards...

They didn't even know how they died.

"Aren't you going to leave some kind of mark? Otherwise, how will people know it was the Phantom Troupe who did it?"

Hisoka asked, somewhat curiously.

He had originally thought that after stealing the potion, Chrollo would leave behind traces representing the Phantom Troupe.

To his surprise, it was completely different from the information he had seen before.

Every action of the Phantom Troupe doesn't resemble theft; it's more like blatant robbery.

Wherever it went, houses were scattered everywhere.

Although they acted swiftly and had very clear objectives, they never kept a low profile.

Who knew that my involvement would be so simple?

They sabotaged the surveillance cameras and eliminated the ordinary security guards. Apart from the only Nen user in the shop, they encountered no resistance whatsoever.

Look at that box containing the medicine; it was even just delivered.

"This was just my personal action."

Chrollo didn't say much.

But this sentence already makes the meaning clear.

This wasn't a robbery carried out in the name of the Phantom Troupe; it was something Chrollo did based on his own personal preferences.

The Phantom Troupe is so well hidden not only because they are from Meteor City, but also because they never act under the guise of the Phantom Troupe when they are not gathering.

Their actions, though often involving large-scale gatherings, are swift and decisive, resulting in heavy casualties.

But this is nothing compared to the fact that only their companions are considered human; the lives of others have no weight.

"Are these potions very powerful?" Machi asked, somewhat curiously.

If these potions can pique the interest of your Chrollo, then they must be something special.

Chrollo nodded.

"Very impressive." The silver Member Card reappeared in his hand.

"The owner of this card managed to stay in my possession for quite some time thanks to the medicine."

"Then why not go directly to the source?"

Machi asked, somewhat puzzled.

She simply couldn't believe this potion was something mechanically manufactured; it was clearly a product of Nen ability.

Although they were carrying a full suitcase, the medicine inside was enough to last them for a while.

But ultimately, it is finite.

At times like this, directly searching for the source and seizing the opponent's Nen ability is what I, as the Chrollo, should be doing—"it's pointless."

Unlike his fellow members, Chrollo had a very deep understanding of the composition of Nen ability because of his own Nen ability.

The Nen ability to create Nen ability like this requires specialized knowledge to use.

In this situation, even if you take it away, without the corresponding professional knowledge, it's a meaningless Nen ability.

Therefore, there is no point in stealing the other person's Nen ability.

Taking the potion is enough.

Come back when you need it.

He has plenty of ways to get the potion from the other party; he doesn't necessarily have to take away their Nen ability.

Hisoka followed in silence.

But I felt nothing inside; I even felt a little like laughing.

His purpose in joining the Phantom Troupe was clear: to have a one-on-one fight with Chrollo.

He had witnessed their battle in the Sky Arena.

This was a perfectly ripe apple, and he longed for it so much that he even felt like he was "in love."

But this also shows that he believes his opponent and himself are on the same level.

With this kind of strength, you dare to provoke that monster?

He felt he should try to stop it when the time came, otherwise his "crush" would disappear.

However, this time it is an excellent opportunity.

His face remained expressionless, but a smile was already playing on his lips.

Pharmacy.

In a pool of blood, Basho, whose throat had been slit, seemed to rise from its corpse-like state, coughing.

He took out a vial of medicine and poured it into his mouth.

His wounds began to heal, and he looked slightly better; at least he no longer resembled a corpse, but rather a critically ill patient.

After a long while, he finally crawled out of the pool of blood and leaned against the wall.

The small playing card he had been clutching finally fell from his hand.

The above is a couplet he used to save his life.

A figure rushed in.

It was Shalnark, carrying the Vacuum Cleaner, who calmly scanned her surroundings.

Gowen then walked in from behind her and came directly in front of Basho.

"It's alright, they've already left."

"That's what Basho said."

The entire shopping mall has been cordoned off, and Security Department personnel are conducting a full search.

Around the shopping mall, Nen user from the Manor were conducting inspections and patrols.

Pairo was leading the search.

Although they didn't have much hope, they still had to put on a show.

As for why I didn't have any hope, it's because I had already consulted Nion the Fortune Teller for a divination before I came.

The divination result indicates that nothing will be gained.

The comprehensive inspection concluded.

The crowd then gathered outside the shop.

Basho was helped to lie half-reclined on a medical stretcher, but he was no longer in danger.

After all, the fatal wound was the slit in his throat, which had already healed considerably thanks to the medication.

He just needs some time to recover before he can return to his peak condition.

At this moment, Basho is recounting his ordeal.

"I only saw one attacker, but based on my assessment at the time, there were at least three."

Then he described the person who slit his throat in a split second.

As he described it, Kurapika and Pairo exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing.

Because it sounded somewhat familiar.

After describing his appearance, Basho's expression turned strange, and he said in an uncertain tone, "I don't know if it's just my imagination, but it seems like he deliberately held back a trick, otherwise I wouldn't have had a chance to survive."

Basho had to admit that he was almost powerless to fight back when attacked by his opponent.

In that situation, he had a chance to save his life using his Nen ability, which was very likely the other party's deliberate act.

In particular, he secretly pressed the alarm before losing consciousness.

But he couldn't provide any evidence; he could only say it was a feeling.

"Close the shop for now, let's go back to the Manor."

Kurapika gave the order.

After returning to the Manor, Basho went to the Manor's Infirmary.

Kurapika then readjusted the security level within the Manor.

After doing all this.

Kurapika then said, "The one who attacked Basho must have been Hisoka, right? Was it for revenge?"

Pairo nodded first. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be Hisoka, mainly because Hisoka's demon costume was too recognizable.

But Pairo said, "It shouldn't be for revenge. Although we haven't had much interaction with Hisoka, he doesn't seem like a sore loser."

Uncle Kevin said it too, "He's a pervert, but not a scumbag."

Because if someone is a scumbag, they would die on the spot.

The fact that he survived Uncle Kevin's attack means that while he may seem like a crazy psychopath, he definitely has some moral boundaries.

Moreover, the eldest son of the Zoldyck Family was with Hisoka at the time.

Putting aside everything else, they have a good business relationship with the Zoldyck Family.

This Hisoka clearly has some connection with Illumi.

Therefore, if today's actions are revenge, then they are extremely unreasonable.

Unless the other party also knows that the uncle is missing.

"If that's the case, then Hisoka definitely knows that the Pharmacy business is related to his uncle."

Kurapika made his judgment because the Pharmacy had a very obvious redstone symbol.

Whether it's the connection with Illumi or a simple analysis of Hisoka, he doesn't believe Hisoka is unaware of the connection between his uncle and Red Stone Pharmaceuticals.

"If, as Basho says, he truly intends to spare Basho's life, then clearly, he has something on his mind."

Pairo agreed with this speculation.

I've figured that out.

A single phone call landed directly in Illumi's hands.

Illumi immediately sent Hisoka's phone number, clearly indicating that Hisoka had given prior notice.

However, the two did not make the call immediately.

Instead, they waited.

It's been less than two hours since the incident, Hisoka is using this method to give a warning, which means the other party is carrying out some action that cannot be exposed.

Although we don't know exactly what it is, it's best to wait and see to be on the safe side.

It wasn't until midnight.

Kurapika then dialed the number.

"Oh dear, I thought you guys weren't going to attack!"

That annoying tone came from the phone.

"Enough with the nonsense, Hisoka. If you don't provide a convincing explanation, we won't let this go."

Faced with Kurapika's forceful threats.

Hisoka was not surprised.

"Don't say that. I was forced into it too. Please forgive me since I intentionally reminded you."

His unpleasant tone didn't sound like an apology at all; instead, it sounded provocative.

So why do this?

Pairo asked directly.

He hated communicating with such a pervert.

"I joined a small team, everyone is so kind! My Chrollo is very interested in your potions---"

Well, they don't have the habit of paying, so--"

Although the words were not finished, the meaning was already very clear.

"How about we team up? I'll go undercover for you. If you get robbed and don't retaliate, you'll be very embarrassed."

"You're that confident?"

Kurapika asked, frowning.

Hisoka had witnessed Uncle Kevin's power firsthand, and he must have learned something about his uncle's strength from Illumi as well.

Does that mean they need Hisoka's help to catch the thief?

Etc.

Kurapika seemed to have thought of something, and his expression immediately darkened.

Pairo, standing next to him, seemed to have figured it out even faster; his expression changed somewhat.

He was completely unable to control the tone of his voice.

"You joined... you wouldn't happen to join the Spider, would you?!"

The criminal gang was notoriously difficult to trace, and this was the only one Hisoka could think of that gave Hisoka such confidence.

I heard the voice coming from the phone, and the undisguised anger.

Hisoka raised an eyebrow, a smug smile spreading across his face.

Could it be that they've found a really great partner?

"Oh, so you two know each other?"

Kurapika and Pairo jumped up from their stools in an instant, their eyes turning Fiery Red Eye as their uncontrollable rage erupted.

Where are you?!

Pairo's voice was somewhat distorted.

Kurapika was much calmer at this moment, and quickly suppressed his anger, grabbing Pairo.

At this moment Pairo was furious and turned sharply to look at Kurapika, who seemed to be trying to stop him from doing something.

When he saw Kurapika's serious expression and that his eyes had returned to normal, he froze on the spot.

Kurapika said very seriously.

"Now is not the time. What we should be doing now is... Don't forget, your uncle is the most important person."

"Hatred should come after my uncle's safety."

At this moment, Pairo was trembling with rage. Listening to Kurapika's words, he stared at him with bloodshot eyes, and only closed his eyes tightly after a long while.

He took a deep breath for a long time before opening his eyes and returning to normal.

Pairo's hatred for that group of scum far surpasses that for Kurapika.

His anger was also more intense, and he was more likely to lose his temper in such situations.

Fortunately, over the years, Kevin has intentionally trained himself to control his emotions.

"Yes, you're right. Revenge isn't the important thing now."

He sat down heavily, closed his eyes, and was no longer going to talk to Hisoka; he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.

Kurapika breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Pairo had calmed down again.

Now is not the time to lose your composure.

On the other end of the phone, Hisoka didn't hang up; instead, he listened with great interest to the sounds coming from the other end.

He is in a wonderful mood right now.