Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

"The things in my head are yours."

Marge brought the topic back again, but her tone was no longer as strong as before.

"Well, what's in your head, I don't know."

Alvin picked up the teacup and took a sip, found that the tea inside was a little cold, and brewed another cup.

"As you can see, I'm just a professional, and I usually stay in the company."

"Unlike others, there may be tasks anywhere in the world, anytime, anywhere."

"I don't know what's in your head."

"But I think it's because you didn't get the boss's trust at all."

"Otherwise, how could they put something in your head?" Alvin put the teapot aside, looked at Marge, and smiled, "But you must have violated something."

"You brought these people to the company, that's proof."

Marge's pupils shrank. In fact, she didn't say anything to Chrollo and the others, but she acquiesced to Pike Norda's behavior of spying on her memory.

That in itself is a betrayal.

"Don't worry." Alvin noticed the change in Maggie's eyes and chuckled, "Since the boss didn't punish you, it means you are still useful to us."

With Alvin's words, among the members of the Phantom Troupe, Chrollo, Pikenorda, Feitan, and Finks all looked condensed, but Nobunaga and Wojin looked resentful.

"What is useful? Kill you!"

Wo Jin, who was pulled by the arms of the two, screamed fiercely.

"Bastard..." Nobunaga stared at Alvin, his left hand on the scabbard, his eyes narrowed, and he tried to suppress his anger, "Be careful, I'm really going to cut you."

Marge didn't speak, but her face calmed down.

"Oh~? You seem to feel more at ease?"

Alvin looked at Maggie's calm face, and smiled lightly.

"Look, the tea is cold."

Immediately, he reached out and picked up the tea cup in front of Marge, poured out the cold tea, and poured a new cup for her.

"Does Ilumi know about my return?"

Marge asked suddenly, and gathered the eyes of all the members of the Phantom Troupe.

"The boss already knew when you first got off the airship." Alvin took a sip from the cup and put it gently on the table, "While we were talking, and what we are talking about now, A picture of talking to us."

"It is presented in front of the boss as it is."

When the people of the Phantom Troupe heard the words, their eyes suddenly became erratic, and they were looking for surveillance in the room.

"What do you want Marge to do, and what's her use?" Chrollo finally asked, "Or, what's the trouble with you?"

"trouble?"

"Hahaha..." When Alvin heard the words, he looked at Chrollo with a surprised expression, chuckled, and asked, "What use does she have for the time being."

"But... why do you think we're in trouble?"

"Because you said that you have missions all over the world." Chrollo was calm, "There will be no less trouble."

"What do you want to say?" Alvin asked, smiling.

"If we help solve the trouble you're facing now, you're going to take the things out of Marge's head and set her free."

Chrollo said those words expressionlessly, with confidence in his tone. The rest of the Phantom Troupe had the same confident expressions as Chrollo.

Only Marge looked at Chrollo with a surprised expression. She never thought Chrollo would make such a compromising deal.

Chrollo's expression was still indifferent, and it didn't change because of Marge's surprised eyes.

"That's a good idea." Feitan narrowed his eyes and said grimly.

"Yes, no matter what the trouble is, we can help you solve it!"

Wojin broke free from Feitan and Finks' hands, rubbed his shoulders and came to Alvin's side, bent down and slapped his casserole-sized palm on the tea table, making the cups and pots on the table together. It was shaken, and many cups fell down, and the tea flowed out.

"you……"

Alvin glanced at the cups that had been knocked down by Wo Jin, reached out and picked up the cups one by one, put them back together, looked at the people in the Phantom Troupe, and glanced at their young and confident faces.

"You are just a group of beginners in the ability to read."

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some of you are gifted with extraordinary talents and progress rapidly."

When Alvin said this, he focused on Chrollo and Feitan. These two children had the strongest qi and probably the strongest strength.

"But, we don't lack talent." Alvin looked at Marge again, and the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, "Not to mention, let you solve the troubles that even we can't solve."

"Marge, do you understand a little bit?"

Everyone in the Phantom Troupe looked at Maggie, and Maggie opened her mouth slightly, just about to speak.

"Humph~!"

But as soon as she opened her mouth to speak, her expression suddenly changed, her eyes widened and she groaned in pain, her hands covering her head, her expression painful.

"Marge!"

Pike Nuoda took a step forward and looked at Marge with a splitting headache with a worried expression, and then with a "click", she pulled out a silver-white revolver and pointed at Alvin, saying coldly, "That's how you treat your own people. Is it?"

"Ah~?"

"I really put something in my head."

Alvin didn't care that Pike Norda pointed a gun at him, but looked at Marge with interest ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Pike, I'm fine. "

But after a moment, Marge put down her hands, looked at Pike Norda weakly, reached out and grabbed her arm, motioning her to put down the pistol.

"Marge..."

Pike Norda looked at Marge who looked weak, then looked at Alvin with a curious face, and slowly put down the revolver in her hand, but the revolver did not disappear.

"Oh~ I see, this must be that guy's ability."

Alvin suddenly clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed it into the palm of his left hand, as if he suddenly realized.

Chrollo's eyes narrowed, Feitan's eyes narrowed even more, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"That guy... who is it?"

"Ah, ah... This can't be said." Alvin looked at Feitan and glanced at the people present. "After all, it does not rule out that you have the ability to obtain clues to the parties based on their names."

"Then, follow the clues to find the person involved, and execute him..." Alvin said here, looking straight at Chrollo with a half-smile, "[Theft]."

"You... what do you know?"

At this time, the expression on Chrollo's face really changed. Compared with the expressionless face just now, there was a little more indifference and killing intent.

"Crollo, I didn't..."

"I know, Marge. I trust you."

Marge reacted instantly and hurriedly planned to explain to Chrollo, but Chrollo interrupted her directly and expressed complete trust in her.