'Sigh…'
'How did things evolve into this situation?'
Inside a luxuriously decorated restaurant, Moses glanced at Biscuit next to him, who was demonstrating the proper sitting posture of a lady.
Across from the rectangular table sat a middle-aged man in a black suit with a large flat-top hairstyle, looking energetic.
Not far behind the middle-aged man stood four burly men, also dressed in black suits.
Wearing sunglasses on their faces, they were so quiet that they didn't even make a sound of breathing, standing there like motionless pillars.
At a distance, both inside and outside the restaurant, there were at least a hundred people standing in formation.
'Such a grand setup… truly befitting a mob boss.'
That's right—
The client Lisha mentioned was the middle-aged man with the flat-top hairstyle, also known as Torlan Patrick, a prominent mob boss in Spice City.
Moses wasn't particularly interested in these matters, but Biscuit followed him shamelessly...
This made Moses, who was already a bit uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable.
"Lawyer Yorkshire, I appreciate your help with these trivial matters."
Torlan raised his glass to pay tribute to Lisha. His actions and words lacked the fierce and dissolute appearance commonly associated with mobsters. Instead, he seemed more like a gentleman.
Lisha raised her glass and calmly replied: "It's part of the job."
Accepting the commission and complete the job.
This is the core of the world for Pro Hunters.
Torlan smiled as he drank from his glass, sincerely praising in his heart: 'The existence of Pro Hunters is really...'
'Too convenient.'
'As long as the reward is enough, we can commission the other party to help us solve troublesome things.'
For him, any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem.
Setting down his glass, Torlan gestured towards the table full of delicious dishes, and said with a smile: "Have a try, these dishes are the masterpieces of the Gourmet Hunter I specially invited. Whether it's the ingredients or the preparation, they are all top-notch in the industry."
He then looked at Moyu and Biscuit, who were sitting next to Lisha.
'Why did she bring two children to discuss serious matters?'
Torlan only kept the doubt in his heart and did not show any of it.
Just because Lisha, who is sitting in front of him, is a Single-Star Pro Hunter, he felt that any action she took probably had a reasonable explanation.
Also, because of Lisha's identity, Torlan even felt that—
Those two seemingly weak children might be able to beat the top-tier bodyguards behind him.
In short, no matter how many evil deeds he did in private, the surface must be well maintained.
This is the code of conduct that Torlan has always adhered to.
Moses glanced at the well-mannered Torlan and felt a bit strange in his heart.
'Was this the style of the mob in Spice City?'
'Or was it because of the so-called legalization of G-Drugs, leading the mob to take a more business-oriented and presentable route?'
While pondering, Moses picked up his knife and fork, then added a piece of lamb chop to his plate, and began to eat.
He didn't understand why Lisha brought him to such an occasion.
Because by sitting next to them, even if he was not interested, he would be forced to listen to the conversation between Lisha and Torlan.
In Spice City, there was a legal drug called G-Drug, which had excellent anesthetic effects and no side effects in terms of its medical application.
However, at some point…
An improved version of the G-Drug appeared in the circulation channels, with hallucinogenic effects that could cause dependence on the human body.
The mobsters, who noticed this, flocked in like sharks smelling blood, making the improved G-Drug flourish.
Thanks to the 'legalization' label, the first mob to enter earned a considerable profit, so to the extent that even the leaders of the world's Mafia, the Ten Dons, couldn't help but be interested too.
And these huge economic benefits have also made Spice City's officials willing to become mobsters' helpers.
With the promotion of G-drugs, due to the addictive side effects of the drug itself, more and more people fell into it. In the end, they are unable to restrain their desires, leading to ruined families and deaths.
But the gangs, who only saw profit, did not care about the life and death of unrelated people.
Even if these desire slaves wanted to cause trouble, the mobsters could use the means of 'legalization' to settle it.
Hiring a capable lawyer was one of those methods.
And it seemed that because they tasted the sweetness of 'legalized profit', the mobsters in Spice City had adopted a business-style approach that had to consider appearances.
Don't be afraid of mobsters, be afraid that mobsters are educated.
This is Moses's perception of the Spice City's underworld.
However-
Moses didn't expect that Lisha would accept such a scumbag's commission.
But on second thought, since this city allows the legalization of G-Drug, as a Pro Hunter, there is indeed no reason for Lisha to refuse the commission within legal limits.
Pro Hunters are such entities.
Moses stopped thinking about it, after all, these things had nothing to do with him.
He then took a bite of the mutton.
"Mmm…"
The moment the tip of his tongue touched the meat juice, a taste he had never experienced before gently spread in his mouth.
'Delicious, very delicious…'
This is the first time Moses has tasted such a delicious meal.
Since crossing over, he had either been immersed in books or trying to improve his strength, completely forgetting that there was a profession in this world dedicated to discovering dream-level delicacies- the Gourmet Hunter.
Now, he had the privilege of tasting a masterpiece from a Gourmet Hunter, giving him a feeling of 'it's so good to be here'.
'After rescuing Hawk, I must travel to every corner of the world, experience unseen scenery, and fight against various powerful opponents...'
Moses quickly finished the lamb chop in a few bites, his eyes lowered with a little sparkle in his eyes.
Lisha noticed Moses's unusual behavior and moved the lamb chop she had just placed on her plate in front of Moses.
Moses was slightly surprised, but didn't hesitate.
He thought that since it was made by Gourmet Hunter, the selection of ingredients should be very thoughtful and could effectively replenish his energy.
Based on this idea, he wanted to eat a bit more and then go back to training all night.
'Is little brother Kester very hungry?'
Biscuit, looking at Moses who was wolfing down the food, had a strange look in her eyes, as if she had suddenly discovered an unknown side of Moses.
And Torlan also noticed Moses's increasingly unrestrained eating manner. To better fulfill the duties of a host, he made a gesture with his fingers, indicating to the restaurant kitchen to prepare more dishes.
This thoughtful hospitality immediately satisfied Moses's temporary needs.
After the meal…
Lisha bid farewell to Torlan, then left the restaurant with Moses and returned to Covariant Law Firm.
Opening the door of the law firm, Lisha turned back to look at Biscuit, who was following them.
Although she didn't speak, the meaning in her eyes was clear: 'Why are you still here?'
Pretending not to see Lisha's eyes, Biscuit continued to follow along.
Lisha was quite helpless about this.
Due to Biscuit's ability and reputation, she couldn't bring herself to drive her away, so she could only enter the law firm like this.
Moses then glanced at Biscuit.
The Stone Hunter aunt's persistent stalking skills exceeded his expectations.
As if sensing Moses's thoughts, Biscuit immediately silently swung her small fist towards Moses.
Moses immediately retracted his gaze and followed behind Lisha.
The three of them entered the law firm.
Suddenly…
Lisha seemed to have noticed something and stopped in front of the stairs.
However, Biscuit's reaction was faster than hers. She directly opened her Aura nodes, releasing her Nen to cover her body.
After she fully assumed a defensive posture, Lisha, too, released her Nen to cover her body.
'This faint and dull breath, disorderly and oppressive...'
Moses sensed a slight anomaly in the space and immediately opened his Aura nodes, allowing the maximum amount of Aura to circulate in every part of his body.
After reaching the threshold of Nian, he has experienced three life-and-death battles, which gave him the ability to recognize the lingering Aura from a fight, reacting to it.
But even if he didn't notice it, when he saw Biscuit and Lisha releasing their Nen reflexively, he would not hesitate to follow suit and put on a defensive posture.
"I'll go up and have a look."
Lisha looked back at Biscuit and Moses, who were releasing their Nen defenses, feeling it unnecessary to explain the situation.
Biscuit has no objection. Unless necessary, she was just here to watch and wouldn't intervene.
"Sister Lisha, I'll go with you."
Moses took two steps forward.
He was eager to take action.
Lisha didn't notice anything strange about Moses, and stated without any doubt: "Stay here. I know roughly what's going on, so just stay here and wait for me to go up and confirm the situation."
"…"
Moses nodded silently.
Biscuit, with her arms crossed, glanced at Moses with her peripheral vision, feeling a bit surprised.
Lisha didn't notice Moses's eagerness, but Biscuit noticed it.
'I really didn't expect…'
Biscuit thought with great interest.
Lisha went up the stairs and then came to her office.
The office door, which was originally closed, is now partially open, and there are bloodstains on the floor in front of the door.
Lisha shifted her gaze away from the bloodstains and looked into the darkness behind the partially open door.
At such a close distance, she could already clearly feel the Aura fluctuations in the office.
More precisely, the other party had given up hiding their Aura.
"I think you need to provide me an explanation that can convince me."
Lisha looked across the half-open office door and stared into the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers.
In a matter of moments-
A voice came from inside the office: "Sorry."
Without providing an explanation, the other party directly apologized, and the voice sounded weak.
Lisha frowned. She was mentally prepared herself before coming up.
Originally, she had thought that the Virus Hunter, who had been bothering her for several days, would leave without causing any trouble.
Looking back now, it seemed that she had been too optimistic.
"If apologies were any use, my law firm would have closed down from long ago."
Lisha walked past the bloodstains, pushed the office door fully open, and then turned on the desk lamp's switch.
The orange light projected from above the cabinet beside the door, creating a soft glow that was enough for Lisha to see the situation in the office.
Messy, bloodstains everywhere—
And a body lying beside the sofa in the reception area.
At the corner near the window, Sanbica leaned against the wall, covered in fresh blood, appearing quite injured.
"You must have stepped on a landmine, Miss Virus Hunter."
Lisha walked in, ignoring the existence of the body, and looked at Sanbica calmly.
"…"
Sanbica remained silent.
Lisha, after glancing at the body lying beside the sofa, coldly remarked: "Miss Virus Hunter, if you can make good use of the weapons you possess, you wouldn't have put yourself in such a dangerous situation."
"Viruses are not weapons…"
Sanbica's eyelids drooped as she weakly said: "I... won't use it for anything other than 'medical purposes'."
"…"
This time, it was Lisha's turn to be silent.
Although she didn't want to admit it, Lisha saw the shadow of her master in Sanbica.
"Explain the situation first."
Lisha sighed softly, motioning for Sanbica to explain the whole situation.
"Sorry… before explaining the situation…"
Sanbica, out of habit, apologized first and then weakly reminded: "I fell into an ambush... and now... there is at least one Nen user..."
"Say it clearly."
Lisha's gaze changed.
She wondered why the Virus Hunter hadn't cleaned up her mess properly after bringing someone here.
The lobby on the first floor of the office.
In the lobby on the first floor of the law firm, Biscuit looked up at the motionless stairs.
"Little brother Kester."
She suddenly spoke with her back towards Moses.
"Hmm?"
Moses looked at her, waiting for her next words.
Biscuit asked: "How long have you been learning Nen?"
"Less than a month."
Moses didn't hide it.
"Huh?"
Biscuit abruptly turned around, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes as she looked at Moses.
She didn't ask, but her previous estimate was that it was around half a year, but she didn't expect that it hadn't even been a month.
'I completely misjudged it...'
'Little brother Kester's talent was even more exaggerated than I expected.'
"Then you probably can't use En, right?"
Suppressing her surprise, Biscuit continued to ask.
"I can't."
Moses didn't know why Biscuit asked such a question, but he still answered truthfully.
En is actually not difficult to learn, as the problem lies in mastering it.
If you can't master it, then even learning it is of no use.
"Well, I really asked a stupid question. How can you, who has only learned Nen for less than a month, know how to use En…"
Biscuit shook her head and then raised her index finger, saying: "Then, let me give you some free information."
"Hmm?"
Moses looked at Biscuit with doubts.
"Outside…"
Biscuit looked outside the law firm, and then said with a smile: "There is a Nen user who comes with bad intentions."
Moses's eyes changed.
Immediately afterwards, he became a bit excited.
Seeing Moses's reaction, the smile on Biscuit's face became even stronger.