The voice coming through the walkie-talkie had nothing to do with Illumi.
But Moyu had immediately identified the speaker as Illumi, which was why he had so swiftly dug such a huge pit for Hisoka.
Of course.
Moyu's little trap wasn't simply meant to screw over Hisoka. He had other plans.
Illumi, on the other end of the walkie-talkie, had no idea what was happening at the scene. The moment he heard Moyu's words, he could no longer restrain his killing intent.
His sickening little-brother complex was plain to see.
"Hisoka, what did you do?"
Illumi stared at the walkie-talkie, dense killing intent surging in his abyss-black eyes.
On the grassland.
Hearing Illumi's utterly undisguised killing intent, Hisoka did not answer immediately. Instead, he slowly looked toward Moyu, who was smiling at the moment.
Used Nen to attack Killua?
That was right.
He really had used Nen Ability on Killua just now. That was an indisputable fact.
As for whether he should admit it to Illumi...
What Hisoka cared about more now was something else.
"I didn't do anything."
Hisoka raised the walkie-talkie and answered Illumi without changing expression.
But Illumi did not believe him. Or rather, he had heard Hisoka concealing something and bluntly asked, "Then what are you 'concealing'?"
"Just as expected, I can't hide anything from you."
Hisoka readily admitted it, then said in an airy tone, "But it has nothing to do with what you care about."
"..."
Illumi fell silent for a moment. He knew Hisoka had no reason to beat around the bush over something like this, yet the killing intent rising from the depths of his heart did not diminish.
"Then, I need to confirm something."
"Ask whatever you want, but be quick, because right now I... screech, screech, screech."
Halfway through speaking,