Given the Zoldyck Family's resources, they could still uncover a few clues if they truly wanted to get to the bottom of it.
After all, some information could become known without ever being written down.
That was nothing unusual in the world of [Nen users].
But Silva certainly had no obligation to go that far.
After all, the job he had accepted was [help kill Pariston], not [help Dio win the election].
Gathering information for Dio just now had actually been a personal favor on Silva's part.
By the Zoldyck Family's long-standing unwritten rules, that already counted as [mixing business with personal affairs].
"If even the contacts I called on at short notice couldn't find anything, what others can uncover must be limited too, unless they're information brokers who specialize in using [divination-type] Nen Abilities."
Silva analyzed the situation calmly.
Dio nodded, largely agreeing with Silva's assessment.
Suddenly, he said with some regret, "Too bad Pariston vanished in the blink of an eye just now. Otherwise, we could have dealt with him right here."
Ten minutes earlier, the instant Chairman Netero dismissed them, Cheadle's team and Mizaistom's team had both chosen without hesitation to head straight to the airport.
He and Silva had done no such thing. Instead, they had quietly concealed their presence and followed Pariston.
As a top assassin, Silva considered concealing himself the most basic of fundamentals.
Even an expert on his level would have absolutely no chance of detecting his pursuit before he struck and revealed his killing intent.
Dio had it even easier. With Ripple protecting his body, he had simply used [Zetsu] to conceal his presence and followed Pariston without a sound.
But something neither of them had expected happened.
When they followed him into the underground parking garage, they discovered that he suddenly