Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

She said helplessly:

“I didn’t even tell her the truth about this, because if she knew, she would definitely go after Sherlock at all costs.”

“For the past three years, he has been completely out of contact. Even I can’t reach him. The child always thinks it’s her fault, that her father hates her…”

Dia listened quietly, without interrupting the other person.

Just about a month ago, Keedo had told him about this, and what he said at the time did indeed match what Mrs. Yorkshire had said.

"But that girl doesn't even consider that there's no father who hates his daughter."

Mrs. Yorkshire looked somewhat disappointed; she didn't want to see such a conflict between her daughter and husband.

Actually, this is nothing serious. Qi Duo has both parents, so the little conflict is nothing to worry about.

"So, Mr. Sherlock has returned?"

"Dia asked uncertainly."

If Lady Yorkshire's account is true, then Chido's father, the hunter named Sherlock, has undoubtedly been missing for three years.

Do you remember what Mitchellston said? Before Pariston appeared, the disappearance of a hunter was a rarer phenomenon than death.

Wait, Pariston?

Dia narrowed her eyes, recalling that at noon earlier that day, when Qiduo and Pariston were arguing, they had mentioned Qiduo's father.

"No, he's still missing, but a few days ago, his exclusive black gold credit card suddenly showed multiple payment records, located in the Dentola region of the Republic of Padokia."

Mrs. Yorkshire shook her head, indicating that Keedo's father was still missing, just like King, who had been missing for many years.

Republic of Batochia?

Dia leaned back in her chair, stroking her chin, and muttered the name of the country in her mind.

Most people are probably unfamiliar with this country because it is neither one of the five major powers nor does it have any special political situation.

But if you mention one name, everyone will know this country—

The Zoldyck family.

Yes, Dia had specifically looked up information and found that the Zoldyck family was located in the Dentora region of the Republic of Padokia.

There, there is a high mountain called Kukuroku, where the Zoldyck family has lived for generations.

"Could this region... be related to the Zoldyck family?"

Dia asked:

"It shouldn't matter, I've already confirmed it."

Mrs. Yorkshire shook her head and said something that surprised Dia.

Confirmed? This can be confirmed?

Curious, Dia asked Mrs. Yorkshire directly how she had confirmed it.

“It’s simple. The Zoldyck family doesn’t do business with the same person twice. I had someone disguise themselves and find one of their family members to ask how much it would cost to assassinate Sherlock Yorkshire.”

Mrs. Yorkshire picked up her teacup and casually uttered the words of the Hakka people:

"The result that followed was a normal quote."

I see, that's indeed a very clever way to test the waters.

Dia seemed thoughtful; this result illustrated two points—

Firstly, it's possible that the Zoldyck family either didn't take on the task or was currently undertaking the mission to assassinate Kito's father.

Secondly, since the Zoldyck family's assassins have made an offer, it means they should be able to find him with certainty, or at least they should be able to confirm that Sherlock is still alive.

As a terrifying family of assassins based in the Republic of Padokia, the Zoldyck family's intelligence network for killing is definitely more comprehensive and extensive than that of many professional hunters.

The things they confirmed are quite credible.

"Dia, I have difficulty walking, so I can only ask you for this task. This is my personal request, and the reward will be calculated as a B-level mission."

Mrs. Yorkshire pleaded earnestly.

This request was also within Diya's expectations, because finding her father is the underlying code of the Hunter world, an indispensable part of it.

"No reward is needed. Consider it repayment for all the help I've received from Chido. I'll take my leave now, Mrs. Yorkshire."

Diya stood up, rejected the offer, and turned to leave immediately!

"Wait, little Dia, remember no matter how much Qiduo asks you, don't tell her about this. You know her personality..."

Lady Yorkshire quickly stopped Dia and instructed him:

"She has always been used to suppressing her emotions and bearing all the pressure on herself, but this is really not her fault, and she should not continue to sacrifice herself for it."

Dia nodded seriously, said nothing more, and left the Qi family's villa.

The night continues.

After he left, Mrs. Yorkshire sat quietly alone in the gazebo, gazing at the distant stars in the sky for a long time.

A tree-man with stiff limbs brought over a pot of hot water and refilled her teacup with red tea.

Then it tiptoed back into the bushes...

Inside the departure hall.

Dia booked a ticket to the Republic of Batochia overnight and sat down to wait for the airship to arrive.

He was currently looking through the clues Mrs. Yorkshire had sent him on his phone.

It was an ordinary small town address, and it was there that Qiduo's father's credit card had multiple transaction records.

Most of the records were for small expenses such as accommodation and meals, but apart from these, there were also some large expenses that appeared to be related to gambling.

Yesterday, the bank unilaterally froze the card because it had been unused for a long time and then suddenly experienced a surge in spending.

Although Mrs. Yorkshire discovered this and quickly arranged for someone to remotely unfreeze the card at the bank, there have been no further transactions recorded on the card since then.

After reviewing all the clues, Dia had given up hope of finding Sherlock in person.

"Most likely someone found his card, tried swiping it, and then, finding there was no PIN, just used it. Later, the bank froze the card, and he probably stopped using it for fear of being caught."

Diya pondered how to find the credit card fraudster.

He had originally been thinking that if he could find Sherlock, he could ask him to become his collaborator.

At that time, we can conduct the assessment while also helping the father and daughter reconcile, killing two birds with one stone.

But now it seems I was being too optimistic...

Chapter 171 Killua Zoldyck × No Picky Eating

Kukuroku Mountain is an internationally renowned tourist attraction.

At the foot of the mountain, through a deep tunnel, a clearly aged green train slowly pulled into Zorro Town.

This is a remote but rather clean and pleasant town.

The house decoration style and street facilities are somewhat similar to some European-style towns in Dia's previous life.

As I stepped off the train, it was still quite dark, around five or six in the morning. There were only a few scattered people making phone calls in the station.

'That must be Mount Kukuro.'

Diya looked up at the majestic mountain in the distance.

According to the information, that mountain is 3722 meters high, and the Zoldyck family has always been based on that mountain.

From that mountain to the vast primeval forest at its foot, an entire area much larger than the town itself belongs to the Zoldyck family.

The Zoldyck family, which possesses such vast assets, only has ten members according to publicly available information: great-grandfather, grandparents, parents, and five children.

There is absolutely no other information about this family; even a single photo of a member of the Zoldyck family can fetch an astronomical price on the black market.

'Actually, utilizing the Zoldyck family's intelligence network would be the most efficient approach and the optimal solution at present.'

Wearing light casual clothes, Diya walked out of the station without pursuing the idea any further.

This assassin family is no pushover; in terms of influence, it may even be stronger than the governments or royal families of some small countries.

Diya arrived on the street. Since it was early, most shops were not open except for some breakfast shops, and there were hardly any pedestrians.

"Young man, what would you like to eat?"

An uncle who runs a breakfast shop greeted me.

Hearing the sound, Diya walked towards him, glanced at the breakfast items in the shop, and pointed to a palm-sized bun, saying:

"Uncle, give me 30 of these buns to tide me over. Also, uncle, do you know how to get to Auchan Hotel?"

This is the hotel where Sherlock's black gold card was used, as mentioned in the intelligence report.

Based on that number, the cardholder must have booked a room for at least a month and might still be staying there now.

"Young man, you're joking. Thirty buns are enough for seven or eight people."

The uncle smiled, assuming that Diya was probably buying breakfast for her companions, so he packed 30 buns while saying:

"Here you go, young man. Oh, by the way, Auchan Hotel, right? It's on this road, turn left..."

After receiving the steamed bun, Dia ate it slowly and deliberately, walking in the direction the uncle pointed.

The town was really small. Dia made several turns and soon arrived near the inn.

At this point, he still had five or six steamed buns in his hand.

The fountain on the street sprayed water and began to make a tinkling sound, while melodious violin music came from the speakers hidden inside.

"Uncle, do you know where the Auchan Hotel is?"

A child's voice suddenly came from behind Dia, and he instinctively turned his head to look—

White hair, blue eyes, a little kid.

The young boy, wearing a light purple hooded shirt, casually asked Dia a question with his hands in his pockets.

"Who are you calling 'uncle'?"