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279 HxH: The Strongest Assassin
🕑 Added 2025-02-01 06:01:01 +0000 UTC"Wendy."
"Kaizen, are you all right?"
"I'm fine."
"Where are you now?"
"In a hotel."
Kaizen gave her the name of the hotel.
Wendy let out a relieved sigh. "Good. I'm a little busy right now, but I'll contact you later."
"Alright."
The call ended.
As Kaizen had requested, Tessia was undergoing physical training, while he himself was investigating the human trafficking ring.
Previously, the clues had been too limited to uncover anything useful. Altan was like a super search engine—but even the best search engine needed keywords to work. Without them, there was nothing to find.
Now, however, they had a lead.
Silva had already identified the traffickers' group: Red Trang.
Using "Red Trang" as a search term instantly pulled up a large amount of relevant information—all crime reports. The organization had operated many times before. The number of kidnapped children was far higher than those sold. The price for each child was high, but considering the volume, the profit margins didn't seem substantial.
Strangely, Red Trang only targeted the children of nobles, wealthy families, and Nen users. They avoided lower-class civilians, even though that would have been a more profitable route.
This led some to suspect that Red Trang wasn't just about human trafficking.
It was about revenge.
Altan had already hacked into the middle-aged woman's phone, extracting her contacts, call logs, and messages. But so far, nothing valuable had surfaced.
Until now.
After realizing Tessia was gone, the woman had panicked. She searched frantically but, being an ordinary person, had no real means of tracking her down.
A few days earlier, a man had approached her with a deal. He had delivered Tessia to her and helped her apply makeup for disguise. He ordered her to bring Tessia to the Nirvana Conference venue and even provided VIP seats.
The reward he promised was generous—but failure would come with dire consequences.
The woman couldn't refuse.
Now, as she failed to locate Tessia, despair filled her eyes. A thought crossed her mind: running away.
But before she could act, her phone rang with an unknown number. She hesitated but ultimately ignored the call.
Altan, however, had caught it.
The number was a dummy, masked to look like hers.
Not long after, the caller tried again. This time, Altan answered, mimicking the woman's voice perfectly.
"M-my lord, I lost the little girl! There was an explosion at the venue... total chaos—"
The fabricated voice stammered, buying time as Altan injected a tracking program.
On the other end, the man hesitated but didn't hang up.
"Why didn't you answer earlier?" he asked suspiciously.
"I—I was panicked..."
A sudden scream erupted from the phone, then the call was cut.
Altan had successfully injected the program.
Kaizen had no further use for the woman or her phone. Analyzing her data confirmed she wasn't even a peripheral member of Red Trang—just a disposable pawn.
But the man who contacted her? He could be the real deal.
Altan soon extracted an address book, call logs, and messages.
"This guy doesn't clean up his phone," Kaizen noted, a glint in his eye. "Good. That makes things easier."
With this information, they could confirm many things.
"Altan, use this contact as a lead and dig deeper into Red Trang."
Kaizen wasn't in a rush. His goal wasn't just to investigate—he planned to hand over the intel to the Hunter Association. His main concern was ensuring Tessia didn't fall back into Red Trang's hands.
Even with Altan's hacking skills, uncovering everything would take time. The best approach was to expand outward, infiltrating the networks of Red Trang's members and associates.
Stealing data, eavesdropping on calls, recovering deleted files—it would be a long process.
But Kaizen had time.
Because of the Observer's Will, he would be staying in Fiora for a while. Within the Dragon Dojo, Red Trang wouldn't dare make a move against him.
In his research, Kaizen had noticed a pattern: Red Trang stole from the powerful, but they had limits. They didn't go after forces too strong to handle.
As long as Altan investigated steadily, they would uncover the truth.
In a dark alley, a young man regained consciousness, his body instinctively tensing. He blinked, scanning his surroundings warily.
No one was there.
"I was chasing a trafficker... I ended up here. Then—I blacked out."
"Who did this? One of their accomplices?"
"But if that's the case... why didn't they kill me?"
His head throbbed. His memory was slightly hazy—not completely, just enough to frustrate him.
"Damn it!"
As evening fell, things finally settled down.
...
Kaizen's phone rang.
"Dominica-sama."
On the other end, Dominica sounded uneasy.
It was Kaizen who had informed Fiora's royal family about the arrival of Nen users from the Kingdom of Taris. At the time, Dominica had dismissed them as non-threatening.
But now, things had escalated.
"Kaizen," Dominica said, "come to the Dragon Dojo immediately."
