Hearing Argo's voice, Moro thought that her intelligence work must have made some progress.
As for Argo's somewhat unique opening line, he was too lazy to bother with it.
His silent reaction caused the call to fall into an awkward silence.
Argo scratched her greasy hair and could only get straight to the point to break the silence.
"Big spender, your situation is not good right now."
"I can see that."
Listening to Argo's reminder, Moro looked down at the corpse below him.
The journey from Yorknew City to the suburbs was probably about an hour.
The fact that Argo could gather some key intelligence within this timeframe was enough to prove her competence.
Thinking of this, Moro's gaze shifted, quickly glancing at the road in the distance.
Continuing along this road would lead to a wilderness area.
His privately owned shooting range, which he had paid for, was located in that wilderness.
However, it now seemed that the shooting range was likely no longer safe, so there was no point in going there again.
His daily training after this...
He would have to find another solution.
Argo initially wondered how Moro "saw" it, then quickly realized.
"You were attacked?"
"Yes, I almost let you earn two billion for free."
"That would be a shame... hmm, actually, I shouldn't say that. If you died too easily, not only would this money burn a hole in my pocket, but there would also be a risk of me getting implicated."
Argo seriously refuted Moro's statement.
She had just taken on such a big job, and the client died right after turning right out the door.
Then how would she do business in the future?
"Alright, let's get down to business."
Moro wanted to see how much Argo had found out.
Hearing this, Argo immediately entered work mode.
"The people tracking you are the Gambino family and a man named Clyde. Big spender, you must know about the Ten Elders, right?"
"I do."
Moro's eyes flickered slightly.
Argo continued: "Gambino is the surname of one of the Ten Elders."
"..."
Moro was somewhat surprised, but quickly calmed down.
The Ten Elders—
The ten supreme leaders of the world's underworld, each controlling the mafia forces in ten regions across six continents, and also the organizers of the annual grand auction in Yorknew City.
If it's the Ten Elders' business...
Then their ability to casually "issue" death certificates to others, and Morena's business dealings with them, made a certain amount of sense.
Moro remembered that at the time of the Yorknew City auction three years later, Chrollo would commission Illumi to assassinate the Ten Elders.
To eliminate the Ten Elders, Illumi at that time even specially called upon the family's old ancestor.
And to find the Ten Elders' meeting location within the time limit, he had to ask Kalluto, who possessed a person-finding ability, for help.
From this perspective, although there was a "race against time" factor involved, the fact that Illumi had to call upon Maha, that old monster, was enough to show that the Ten Elders were not so easily dealt with.
Moro suddenly wondered if Kalluto had already awakened his Nen ability for finding people at this point in time.
With his ability, finding Feitan wouldn't be difficult.
Also, Silva and Zeno of the Zoldyck family, he wondered if they accepted kidnapping requests in addition to assassinations?
And speaking of finding people...
Palm's image flashed through Moro's mind.
Her Conjuration ability, Lonely Deep Sea Fish, was also a very useful ability for finding people.
He just wasn't sure about Palm's situation at this point in time, and Palm's master, Knov, was quite wary about Palm using her ability.
Not to mention how to explain where he knew about Palm's Lonely Deep Sea Fish ability, just offering money would probably not be enough to get Knov to agree.
"However, according to the information I've found, this matter isn't being led by Gambino himself, but by his son, Nolan Gambino."
Argo's voice pulled Moro's thoughts back.
The son of a Ten Elder...?
Moro paused slightly, then heard Argo continue:
"Nolan, leveraging his father's influence, established a business called 'Menu' in areas protected by the Ten Elders' reputation."
"Ostensibly, he establishes hospitals in various regions, but secretly, he's involved in human trafficking."
"This so-called 'Menu' is about segmenting 'a person' into various commodities with transactional value."
"This way, buyers can choose the commodities they need from the menu, such as organs, blood, and other things from the human body. Some buyers even purchase entire people for use in... experiments."
"For this type of trade, the most important thing is matching conditions, and the clients this organization deals with are all quite extraordinary."
At this point, Argo hesitated, slowing her speech:
"Big spender... if there's no conflict between you and Nolan, then his subordinates tracking you, and even acting against you, is probably because you've been 'matched'."
"Is that so..."
Moro neither affirmed nor denied it.
Initially, it was probably because a certain buyer needed something from him, which was why he was forcibly put on the menu.
But tonight's attack...
It was probably no longer a simple buyer's demand, but rather that his act of killing the truck drivers had been discovered.
It's just that Argo wasn't aware of this, so at most she would think that some part of him matched a buyer's demand, which was why Nolan's subordinates would act against him.
But the problem here was—
At that time, Galle had helped settle those "piglets," so even if Nolan investigated the matter afterward, once it became clear that Galle hadn't specifically targeted the truck, but merely stumbled upon it...
Then anyone with a bit of sense wouldn't seek revenge against the Zodiacs over a truckload of "piglets."
After all, someone capable of growing a niche business like "Menu" into something powerful would surely understand how to weigh the situation and wouldn't lose sight of the bigger picture over small matters.
Unless the potential value of this particular truckload of "piglets" was enough for the "Menu" operators to hold onto them tenaciously.
Assuming that's the case...
Then Nolan probably first clarified the weight of Galle's involvement in this matter, and only then confidently continued to track down the escaped "piglets."
Moro believed it might be because Galle's accidental intervention prevented Nolan from tracking him down immediately.
In this light, once Nolan's subordinates found the other "piglets," the fact that he killed two truck drivers would be impossible to conceal.
"Argo."
"Hmm?"
"Help me investigate something now."
To confirm his speculation, Moro needed to know the current situation of the other "piglets."
He entrusted this matter to Argo.
Ten minutes later.
Argo sent a video.
Moro tapped to open the video.
Immediately, agonizing screams echoed across the plain through the phone's speaker.
This was footage of torture inflicted upon a living person.
Moro only glanced at it briefly before silently closing the video.
The person being tortured in the footage was one of the "piglets" who had been in the same transport truck as him.
Moro's face was expressionless, but when he turned his head to glance at the back of Vaughn's head, which was now a corpse, his gaze became particularly cold.
(End of Chapter)
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