Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"I completely forgot about that. Remember to remind me when you get back that I need to amend my will."

Delia thought to herself:

'That's right. If I die unexpectedly, my body will definitely be valuable, and it should be given to the "old forensic doctor." Otherwise, it would be a waste if it were mixed in with a pile of ordinary corpses...'

The soldier saluted, shouted "Yes, sir!" and then went to collect Chao Yin's body.

There should also be reports left behind by Chao Yin.

After searching around, Delia found a perfectly intact voice recorder behind the old television.

Almost every Kakin soldier has one of these military voice recorders; it's one of the tools they receive when they join the unit.

Beep.

Delia pressed the recorder switch.

Asahin's hoarse voice flowed out like water:

"It is now March 1, 1998 in the International Calendar..."

"The weather is sunny."

"I am Chao Yin, a senior colonel in the Ninth Army Group of Kajin..."

"..."

"..."

"For the people of Kakin..."

The voice recorder is of excellent quality; it feels as if the person speaking is right there in front of you.

Beep.

Delia pressed stop playback and turned to look at the conspicuous wall.

The lower half of the wall was covered with densely packed blood characters, which meticulously recorded the changes in Chao Yin's physical condition each day.

But upon closer inspection, it appears that a large portion of the blood-written words has been erased, as if they were written starting from the latter half of a page in a book, with the first half completely blank.

Delia realized something and activated [Concentration], gathering her Nen energy in her eyes.

From [Ning]'s perspective, the upper half of the wall, which was originally empty, suddenly has a large area of ​​[Nian characters].

Those words, when read aloud and combined with the blood-written words at the bottom, eventually formed a complete report from birth to death.

She stared at the blood-written letters, each stroke of which was made with her fingers.

The blood-red lettering finally stopped at the word "finished".

After writing this character, Chao Yin bled to death and exhausted his strength; there was nothing he could do.

"Ugh……"

Delia sighed almost imperceptibly, put the voice recorder into the storage box, and used a camera to record everything in the room.

Hopefully, this information can provide some inspiration for vaccine development.

……

68 hours until the city goes into lockdown.

"Your Highness Harkenbrug, please retract your order! A person of your stature should not be here!"

A soldier wearing a steel helmet stood in front of the Ninth Prince, Harkenbrug, and said righteously:

"The area ahead is heavily infected, and even wearing protective clothing cannot guarantee absolute safety."

Halkenbrugge was a tall, square-faced young man with a serious and earnest gaze.

Faced with the soldiers' obstruction, he said in a deep voice:

"Make way! Someone reported that the royal army is transferring supplies from the outer city to the inner city and even reselling them on the black market. I need to check the supply situation inside!"

The soldier refused to budge an inch, only saying helplessly:

"Your Highness, it is my duty."

Are you sure you don't want to?

Halkenbrugg frowned, his gaze growing increasingly serious.

"...Your Highness, if we let you in, all of us guards will be sent to a military court. Please don't make things difficult for us."

The soldier, steeling himself, whispered:

"Besides, they're just a bunch of lowly people inside; their situation isn't worth worrying about at all."

Is it not possible to maintain this policy...?

Halkenbrug glanced at the few soldiers guarding the gate.

Knowing that he definitely wouldn't be able to get in today, he had no choice but to give up.

On the way back.

He connected with his second sister, Camilla, to ask if she could transfer some control of the Unsustainable People to him.

The reason for this is that Camilla left Newderry a long time ago, which has resulted in the 120 million unsustainable people outside the city being completely left to fend for themselves.

A free-range approach will breed a huge number of problems.

"It's not just a food shortage problem; with restrictions on the movement of people, the 'short-term work mechanism' that the unemployed rely on for survival will be completely paralyzed, leaving nearly a million people without a source of income."

"Due to the Millennium Housing Act, all non-residential groups are not allowed to hold fixed properties for more than 30 years. As a result, the entire discriminated-against population has become accustomed to living in tents, resulting in a population density per hectare far exceeding that of ordinary communities."

Add to that poor sanitation, low average physical condition, low education levels, and a lack of medicine and money…

A shadow fell over Halkenbrugge's eyes:

It's practically a super petri dish!

Even more terrifying consequences lurk behind this...

Halkenbrugger didn't even dare to think about it.

Therefore, strengthening the management of the people who cannot sustain themselves is absolutely an urgent matter.

However, Camilla's answer was unexpected:

"Kami refused because he was returning to New Delhi!"

Halkenbrugg was taken aback. He went out and then came back?

Is this still his mean-spirited second sister?

That's a bit weird...

Under Harkenbrug's persistent questioning.

Camilla, the second sister, reluctantly revealed the real reason:

"It was Father who ordered Cammy to come back, along with my older brother and the others who ran away. They should all have been called back."

……

48 hours until the city goes into lockdown.

quack--

Carrion-eating crows, their scarlet eyes wide open, circled above the cold, deep alley, emitting mournful, mocking cries.

Saqiu squinted at the scattered corpses before him.

A rough estimate suggests there are eight victims, all dismembered. This is the sixth mass murder scene in five days, and conservative estimates put the number of victims at over 80…

This is a...

An extremely cruel and heinous series of massacres!

The horrific events that have just occurred have made Saqiu instantly abandon her original purpose for coming to Kakin and focus on investigating the perpetrators of these crimes.

Ultimately, a king is just a person.

Currently, tens of thousands of residents are facing the threat of a serial killer!

Saqiu examined all the traces on the body parts—

It was barely possible to determine the identity of the original owner of the corpse.

Gangsters, police officers, civilians, merchants…it covers almost every profession, with no common ground found.

Then it becomes impossible to identify the murderer based on their homicidal tendencies.

Saqiu rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought:

From armed gangsters and police officers to defenseless merchants, the killer showed no particular interest in the victims' physical strength; in a sense, the victims were very confident in their own abilities.

It's highly likely that this was a group crime.

'Furthermore, the deaths of Lu Pei and Bu Xidora are extremely suspicious. They were attacked and brutally murdered almost at the same time I left the middle level; the timing is too coincidental.'

Sachau thought about the deaths of her two colleagues.

He was cleanly and decisively beheaded, with almost no chance of fighting back.

It's normal for Lu Pei, who is not a fighter, to be killed, but while Bu Xidora is not strong, he is not weak either.

How could these two people have been killed at almost the same time?

And are the deaths of these two people related to the serial murder case that Sachs is currently investigating?

Saqiu couldn't be sure because the methods of killing were different.

One is beheading, the other is dismemberment.

But no matter what, he was determined to bring these people to justice!

……

There are 24 hours left before the city is locked down.

Finance Department.

A middle-aged, balding civil servant was grumbling as he processed the endless stream of work orders that kept popping up:

"Damn it, how come I'm the only one who hasn't been infected? Are they all faking illness to slack off? And aren't there controls on population movement? Why is the royal family still mobilizing so many resources?"