Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

But he always has his phone with him, so how could there be an extra message sent out of nowhere?

He continued investigating and discovered that it was actually a scheduled text message that had been stored in his scheduled mailbox for some time.

Because Dia never had the habit of sending messages on a schedule, she never noticed it.

But the text message had already been sent, and his timed mailbox couldn't see when the sent message was added, so Dia had no choice but to give up investigating further.

Perhaps later, when we have time, we can hire a hacker to check if any records have been saved...

At the very least, we need to find out when and by whom that text message was saved.

A host of questions lingered in Dia's mind, making him extremely agitated.

What kind of person would prepare a text message so far in advance just to save Poxon's life at a time like this?

This is definitely not something that can be accomplished through intelligence and planning alone. Neither Poxon's personal thoughts nor Dia's own whereabouts are predictable.

Ironically, all of this happened to be pieces of a puzzle, forming the scene we see today.

If someone had predicted today's events well in advance, without informing Dia's spies, and even figured out his habit of never sending timed messages, they would have left a text message waiting to be sent precisely on time today.

Such a person's precognitive abilities are practically indistinguishable from those of God.

"Really..."

Dia hesitated, then scratched her head in frustration, looking at Poxon lying quietly on the bed.

She lay there silently, her calm and beautiful face still bearing the tear stains from her earlier cries.

This guy looks much better when he's quiet...

Diya silently sat up straight, inwardly complaining.

All he does is chatter and yell, he's terrible at it but loves to play, he's always causing trouble for others, and he likes to pull my hair, he's such a headache...

thump.

As he swung his foot, it seemed he kicked something hard.

Dia bent down, grabbed it, and took a look.

It was that Greed Island arcade machine, still stained with blood...

"..."

Dia fell silent, placed the game console next to Poxon, and stared at it with a complicated expression.

'Do I have to do whatever I tell you to do? What's the point of that...?'

The wind and rain outside the window continued to howl, but the room was so quiet.

He reached out and wiped away the tears on her face, took off his coat and covered her with it, then fell silent again.

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"Master, we really have no other choice. Miss refuses to agree no matter what we say."

A man in black, looking distressed, was crying out, while a well-dressed middle-aged man sat opposite him.

"Hmph, a bunch of good-for-nothings. You've completely disgraced the Nosla family. Where is that bastard Dazo?"

The leader of the Nosra family, Light Nosra, snorted and inquired about the whereabouts of Dazo Nie, the professional hunter responsible for protecting his daughter.

"He's still trying to appease the young lady, but it's not working..."

Upon hearing this, Wright sighed helplessly, apologized to his partner across the table, and then got up and left the restaurant.

His daughter is usually quite willful. Although she can usually be coaxed into listening to him, if she gets stuck on something, he has to go to her in person to calm her down.

Wright walked down the long corridor and arrived at the room of his daughter, Neon Nosla.

Just as he was about to push the door open, a murmur came from inside:

"The dark city will become a breeding ground for evil."

The desire to protect will bring four kinds of disasters.

When death and the storm arrived as promised,

Never underestimate him.

And absolutely do not stay.

Chapter 303 Emergency Escape × Gang Assemble

Wright North paused for a moment as he opened the door.

He recognized the voice as belonging to his daughter, Neon Nosla.

She is the real reason why the Nosra family was able to rise to power—a divine fortune teller with unparalleled skill!

Niwen can write down what might happen in the next month on a piece of paper after learning the name, date of birth, and blood type of the person being divined, and present it in the form of a prophetic poem.

These prophetic poems often vary from person to person and are not fixed, but when an ominous prophecy appears, she will give a corresponding warning, and at this time, fleeing can avoid disaster.

This is actually the effect of her innate trait ability, [Angel's Auto-Notes].

As a limitation, this ability cannot be used on herself.

Since she demonstrated this amazing ability, Wright Nosra has used her to elevate the Nosra family's power to a whole new level.

Therefore, Wright had unwavering faith in his daughter's abilities.

The voice that came from behind the door was undoubtedly a prophetic poem with a warning, that is, a prophecy pointing to disaster.

'Whom is Neon divining for? Dazoni?'

Without a second thought, Wright pushed open the door with a serious expression and looked at his daughter:

"What's going on here? Neon, what was that prophetic poem you just recited?"

The blue-haired young lady, Neon, blinked in confusion, still in a state of temporary bewilderment after her ability had ended.

In a corner of the room, Dazoni, whose face was adorned with strange patterns and who was wearing a black sweater, quickly stepped forward and said:

"Boss, the young lady has been insisting on leaving Yorknews, and no one can persuade her otherwise. She won't listen to anything I say, so I wanted to know why she's doing this. That's why she did a divination..."

"Fortune telling? For whom?"

Wright roughly understood that Neon must have predicted a major disaster that might occur in Yorknew City in the next month, which was why she was in such a hurry to leave.

But the question is, whose prophecy is this?

"It was you, boss, the young lady who used your photo for the divination."

Dazoni pointed seriously at Wright.

When Neon's ability is activated, the person being divined must be present; if not, then a photograph of that person is required.

Upon hearing this, Wright remained silent for a long time.

These past few days, Youkexin's gang has been under some kind of pressure.

The reason is that the "Ten Old Men" have reunited at Youkexin, a rare occurrence.

It's important to know that the "Ten Old Men" usually only reunite on September 1st each year, during the ten-day auction.

This extremely unusual phenomenon, coupled with the fact that their gang had been searching the city day and night for the past few days, gave Wright a lot of unrealistic fantasies.

Originally, he wanted to see if he could take advantage of this opportunity to climb into the influence of one of the "Ten Elders" and thereby help the Nosra family rise in status.

But now that Neon's prophecy has come out, should all this continue...?

Wright shook his head and decisively said to Dazo:

"Take Nion with you, pack your things, we're leaving Yorkshire the day after tomorrow."

No matter what the opportunity, nothing is more important than life. As for the possibility that Neon's prophecy was wrong, he had not considered it at all.

The top floor of a building in downtown Yorktown.

On either side of the long conference table sat two rows of men in suits, each with a different air of power and wealth.

They are the "Ten Elders," who control the entire Yorktown and most of the world's criminal underworld.

"I said, the killer who killed Xiao and took the sick dog should have been identified on the surveillance footage last night, so why haven't I seen her body yet?"

A burly, middle-aged man with an explosive aura spoke in a deep voice.

His eyes seemed to be spitting fire, clearly showing extreme resentment.

This is normal, because Xiao is his subordinate, a partner he has worked his way up from the bottom and has always trusted.

In the end, he was killed like a stray dog ​​on the roadside because of such a small act of robbery.

How could he not hate that!

"Calm down. This isn't a simple matter of one or two Yin Beasts being killed. The reason we went to all this trouble to call you all here is because the impact of this matter is extremely negative."

Near the head of the table, a scarred man with a fierce face calmly said:

“The dignitaries who attended the auction that day all saw Xiao’s body and the auction items scattered around him, as well as the staff who were massacred backstage. Now the whole world is spreading the story that we staged the whole thing to steal the auction items.”

"Yes, some people are saying that the sick dog killed the owl, and that we're just fighting like dogs. If this continues, the ten-day auction this year will definitely be greatly affected. Even the small gangs in Yorkshire are starting to get restless."

"Yeah, what's going on? Now the Ten Yin Beasts are short of members, and we have to choose again..."

A cacophony of voices filled the conference room. The scarred man frowned and roared:

"Enough! This isn't about money. The authority of the Ten Elders cannot be shaken. We must find the murderer immediately and execute him in public!"

"Easy for you to say. Where is that person? After searching for so long, have you confirmed their identity?"

One person scoffed, showing utter disdain for this kind of trash-talking.

The gangs there only say things like "I'm going to kill you" after they've already killed someone.

Scarface glanced at the man and said calmly:

"I have commissioned a professional hunter to investigate this matter, and we should have results soon."

ding dong~

As he spoke, his phone chimed with a notification sound.