[ He can hear those footsteps approaching and he throws Jing Yuan a glance over his shoulder as he holds the phone up to his ear, but he makes no move to create distance between them. This is a signal of his own—this phonecall is unimportant, if Jing Yuan is someone trying to gain information on the Nostrade family. ]
It was 2.9 billion. [ There's an exclamation of surprise on over the phone, the voice of an older man, as he repeats the figure. ] Yes. The skinhead who was in the room with the assassins put up a fight.
[ The man on the other line curses. After a pause, Jing Yuan will hear over the line:
"Well, that's not a problem. Good job."
And then the line disconnects. ]
...
[ Kurapika stares down at his phone for a long, long moment before looking up to finally fully regard Jing Yuan. For just a moment, it seems like he's about to say something, when a woman opens up the double doors.
"The Nostrade family's auction item is ready."
Without wasting a second, Kurapika marches past Jing Yuan and into the auditorium. ]
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It was 2.9 billion. [ There's an exclamation of surprise on over the phone, the voice of an older man, as he repeats the figure. ] Yes. The skinhead who was in the room with the assassins put up a fight.
[ The man on the other line curses. After a pause, Jing Yuan will hear over the line:
"Well, that's not a problem. Good job."
And then the line disconnects. ]
...
[ Kurapika stares down at his phone for a long, long moment before looking up to finally fully regard Jing Yuan. For just a moment, it seems like he's about to say something, when a woman opens up the double doors.
"The Nostrade family's auction item is ready."
Without wasting a second, Kurapika marches past Jing Yuan and into the auditorium. ]