The strongest magician who started as a hunter

Milleston is a staunch "president faction" and will ensure the stable operation of the Hunter Association with President Netero at its core.

Now that there is such a major accident internally, whether it is true or false... he will definitely pay attention to it and take action.

only……

Milton looked at the worried expression.

He always felt that the acting president in front of him seemed to have made up his mind from the beginning that he would make such a decision.

Thinking of this, Milton couldn't help but feel conflicted. After all, the feeling the other party gave him was not inferior to that of a guy like Pariston.

The same danger, and it's impossible to figure it out.

But from a rational perspective...the acting president is indeed making decisions for the stable development of the association.

And right now, Pariston is the guy disrupting order.

After thinking for a long time.

Milleston agreed to investigate the matter.

And You also promised him generous rewards in the name of acting president... However, the details will depend on the actual results achieved.

The meeting between the two ended here.

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After seeing off Miloston, I still thought of Chiduo, Yinda and Potter in my mind.

"They are also the "president faction". As long as the problem is made clear, they will definitely actively participate in the investigation."

“But for now, Mildison alone should be enough.

Too many people taking action can easily arouse the vigilance of Pariston and others, which may lead to little final results. "

"Furthermore, Milostone is a two-star hunter after all. Coupled with the special nature of his abilities, I believe that most dangers and situations should be able to be solved by himself."

He was thinking anxiously, knowing that Pariston would not be idle at this moment, and would definitely be planning something behind his back.

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After the meeting.

Milleston still had doubts about the various information mentioned by You, but with a pragmatic attitude, he immediately began to collect information through his own channels.

But what he actually learned... was far worse than he imagined.

In the past few days, people from different departments within the association have voluntarily resigned, and the number of tasks that associate specialists take on every day has also increased...

Most of them deal with trivial matters, but the basic remuneration is not low.

And these are the results Pariston achieved even before he became vice president.

"What on earth is that guy going to do..."

The more Milton thought about it, the more headache he felt.

As the acting president said, Pariston's current actions are taking advantage of the president's rest time to use his authority to hollow out the association.

But as the investigation continued, Milton could not find any trace directly related to Pariston.

Even if the suspects involved in the operation were finally tracked down, after the interrogation...the answers they got were not helpful at all and they just detoured into a new alley.

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Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.

Mildredstone's efficiency was astonishing, and he could find new clues every day. But the more clues he collected... the more the results deviated from his expectations.

"These suspicious people have nothing to do with Pariston in any way... That guy doesn't seem to be involved at all."

Mildredstone sat in his private car, flipping through his tablet, and fell into deep thought over the clues he had compiled over the past few days.

Mildredstone thought of other possibilities.

Maybe Pariston has helpers, that is, through a person or organization that has nothing to do with the association, to carry out these operations alone...

Pariston only needs to use his power and brains to build a path for those people that will not be noticed.

"Associated expert..."

Milton muttered to himself, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

In addition to associate professors and ordinary jobs, Pariston also placed many people with unknown origins.

But even now, Milton has found some of these people. From their resumes and corresponding investigations, there is nothing suspicious at all.

Only Dou Mianren, Pariston, and the acting president, who are aware of the personnel transfer within the association, can have the opportunity to see the overall abnormality.

Thinking of this, Milton felt that things were a little difficult to control.

"You have to contact President Nitro as soon as possible...and it's best to tell him in person."

But before that, Milton felt that it was necessary to discuss it with the acting president.

After all, if it weren't for worry, he might not notice these things until a few years later.

And when that time comes.

Even if any evidence was found, it was completely useless.

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In the ward.

A young medical staff came to Nitro's bedside with a phone and said: "President, there is a guest who claims to be an acquaintance of yours and hopes to come and visit you."

"It's really strange...someone actually cares about this old guy like me."

Nitro answered the phone with a smile, and then heard a familiar voice: "Yo! Old man, I'm here to visit you."

Hearing this, Nitro's face suddenly became serious.

He didn't reply, but said to the medical staff in front of him:

"Let him in."

After a while.

The tall Biande followed the medical staff to the ward. Within a few steps, he saw Nitro, who was covered in scars and half of his hands and feet were wrapped in plaster.

Seeing the two people's posture, everyone in the room got the idea and left.

After confirming that there was no one around, Bi Yang Decai smiled and said, "Your injury is much more serious than I thought."

"It really makes people curious, who can hurt you to this extent..."

Nitro stared at Biande, frowned and asked, "What is the purpose of coming here?"

"I'm just here to visit the wounded as a son. If you don't trust me, I will leave soon." Biyande said with a smile.

Hearing this, Nitro snorted coldly and said sternly:

"Do you think I can't see it?! I still haven't given up on that stupid idea until now!"

"It's a rare meeting. I don't mind repeating the agreement between you and me today... Until I die, you will never set foot on that land!"

"Hahaha! What a stubborn old man! No matter how often I see you, you are still the same as before!"

Biyande smiled and said: "However, I am really not here to talk to you about that matter today. I just want to check on your situation."

"Humph! Are you so anxious to wait for me to leave?" Nitro said coldly.

Biyande smiled: "You look like this now...if you mess around again in the future, you will probably be ahead of me."

"That's hard to say."

Nitro said thoughtfully: "Besides, even if I die of illness tomorrow, wouldn't there be a suitable candidate to take my place..."

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