A sudden heavy rain drew a curtain for tonight's killing.
The sound of the rain was mixed with the sharp sound of the alarm. The heavy rain washed the dust from the Goude desert in Youkexin City, but could not wash away the blood around the cemetery building.
Too much.
Close to three thousand corpses of gang members lay on the streets in all directions.
The blood mixed with the rain into a river, and the car that exploded in flames was left charred black.
Law opened his domain and held up an invisible umbrella to shelter Ellie and others from the wind and rain.
Kurapika did not hide in Law's umbrella. He held the Fiery Eye of his clansmen and walked silently in the heavy rain.
The rain fell on him, rolled down from the top of his head to the hem of his clothes, turned into faint blood beads poured to the ground, and blended with the rain on the ground.
The blood on his hair and face was gradually washed away. Even so, the blood on his hands could not be washed away.
Law and his party watched Kurapika walk alone in front.
According to Kurapika, he needed to calm down, and the way to calm down was to be in the rain.
In desperation, Law could only follow Kurapika.
In this way, the group got rid of the center of the vortex of the cemetery building and returned to the hotel as if nothing had happened tonight.
Kurapika returned to the room wet, put the Fiery Eye on the coffee table, then sat on the sofa, clasped his hands under his chin, and looked at the Fiery Eye with no expression.
The lights in the room were not bright, and there were small lights in the wooden and glass jars where the Fiery Eye was placed, covering the Fiery Eye with a layer of shimmer.
That layer of shimmer was quietly reflected on Kurapika's eyes.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a figure turned into a little luster and shrank into the depths of his eyes.
Finally, the luster gradually faded away, and then slowly returned to darkness.
Law came to Kurapika's side, and without his consent, he put his hand on his shoulder and pulled out all the rain and blood from his body.
Kurapika did not respond, but looked at the Fiery Eye quietly.
Law took a look at Kurapika and went into the bathroom to drain the rainwater and blood.
After that, he didn't go out immediately. Instead, he took out his phone and sent messages to Machi, Woking, and Nobunaga.
The content of the message briefly described what happened tonight, and the main point was the destruction of the Phantom Squadron.
Woking and Nobunaga did not reply to the message. He did not know if they had seen the message.
After a while, Machi replied.
Law looked at the content of the message, without hesitation, typed a word to reply, and then walked out of the bathroom.
"I'm going out for a while."
After coming out of the bathroom, Law spoke to Kurapika but the latter did not respond.
Seeing this, Law opened the door and went out.
In the dining room, Ellie and Sa Ling were having supper, while Staji was watching soap operas in the living room.
Law left the presidential suite, took the elevator to the first floor, then walked out of the hotel and stopped a taxi.
"Sir, are you really going to Coconut Road?"
The driver was a young man. He looked at Law through the rearview mirror and spoke in a cautious tone.
Coconut Road was the junction of the Goude Desert and the entrance of Youke City. There was no one there.
At this time, plus the heavy rain, to be honest, the young driver was a little scared.
It was not that he had seen too much news about murder for money, but that he really panicked. If he really encountered something, it would be really bad.
"Yes." Law saw the driver's worry, but he was too lazy to explain. He just looked sideways at the water droplets falling from the window.
The young driver felt bitter in his heart. He wanted to refuse the ride, but he was afraid of being complained.
He thought of his newborn daughter, gritted his teeth, put down the handbrake, and stepped on the accelerator.
The car slowly drove out and began to accelerate on the road.
He thought that after this order was finished, he would hurry home.
There was no word all the way, and the car was very quiet.
The young driver panicked and turned on the radio channel.
Squeak.
A slight electric current sound passed, and a woman's voice with a steady and clear tone came out.
It was the news about the cemetery building incident tonight.
The young driver was not interested in the news. He was about to change the channel when he heard Law's voice: "Listen to this."
"Uh, okay." The young driver's hand trembled and he quickly took it back to concentrate on driving.
Law listened to the news on the radio and heard the more critical information.
There were only four survivors of the cemetery building incident. The auction items were looted, and the building and surrounding surveillance data were cleared.
"Four people … …" Law looked out of the window at the rain.
Although this matter was not worth paying attention to, there should be more than four people who escaped.
It didn't matter. The ten old men were most likely dead. At that time, the gangsters of the six continents and ten districts must be busy fighting for territory. How could they care about the mess of the cemetery building.
The taxi drove out of the city, the road began to become empty, and the number of street lights became fewer.
The light conditions were not good, and the car slowed down a few minutes.
There were few other cars on the road, and it was inevitable that people would feel a little cold.
Arriving at the destination, the driver's heartbeat slowly accelerated.
Finally, he arrived at the destination, and the driver was considerate to find a shelter from the rain before stopping.
There was almost no light around, and the sound of the wind and rain outside gave people a sense of security.
The driver looked down at the meter, his lips squirmed a few times, squeezed out a smile, looked back at the back seat, and his expression suddenly froze.
Where are they … …?
He saw a few banknotes on the back seat.
The muscles on the driver's cheek twitched several times.
He didn't hear the sound of the door opening.
Could it be … …
Suddenly, a chill ran through his body.
The driver didn't care to put away the money, stepped on the accelerator, turned the car around, and hurriedly left this place.
He didn't notice that in the distant desert area, a light lit up in the rain and gradually went away.
Law, with light algae on his body, headed in the direction of the red pillar area in the desert.
In the Goude desert, there were many towering red pillar-shaped rocks.
The place Law was going to was the top of one of them.
Soon, Law picked a place at random, after climbing to the top of the mountain, he dug a few holes on the ground and buried the bodies of Culolo and the others.
After that, he took the materials on the spot, carved the tombstone, engraved the name, and stood in front of the tomb.
After doing this, Law pinpointed the location, then left, walked back to the city, and took a taxi back to the hotel.
The request to bury Culolo and the others was made by Machi, Law didn't refuse, and immediately did it for Machi.
However, Finks and Caesar were not among the people buried.
Not to mention taking care of their funeral, that was impossible. On the contrary, Law wanted to exchange their bodies for money.
Although he didn't lack money, this was still something he should do.
After all, they were people who wanted his life, how could Law be merciful to them?
After returning to the hotel, Law found Kurapika lying on the sofa with a fever.
With Kurapika's physique, he wouldn't have a fever after being in the rain.
Thinking about it, it might be because of the spirit and the Fiery Eye.
Law took off Kurapika's coat, then carried him to the bed and covered him with the quilt.
The next afternoon, Jie and Qi Hua came to the presidential suite.
The two of them walked into the room, saw the Fiery Eye on the coffee table, and also saw Kurapika lying on the bed.
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