Outside the city, in an abandoned warehouse, the Phantom Troupe had gathered.
The Leader sat on a pile of stones, quietly flipping through the book in his hands.
The surrounding members were busy with their own things, and the atmosphere was slightly heavy.
Until Shalnark quickly walked over.
"No abnormal information has been found, and there is no trace of them in the various transportation networks. Everything seems normal."
Just then, footsteps came from outside.
The members who were collecting information outside had returned, including the injured Feitan.
Feitan is not a Strengthening System ability user. Although his physical fitness is good, his recovery ability is clearly not as good as Wo Jin's.
But he was only injured by Kevin, not by Mito who was supported by Post-mortem Nen.
At this time, he was still running around outside with injuries, despite his companions repeatedly advising him to rest, he completely ignored them.
He only wanted to find the guy who ambushed him and kill him cruelly. Only then could he ease the hatred in his heart.
However, seeing the dejected look on their faces, one knew that this operation had not yielded any results.
Seeing Feitan walk in, Shalnark couldn't help but say, "The commotion you caused was too big. This is likely to disrupt many potential clues and make it more difficult for us to obtain information."
Facing Shalnark's complaint, Feitan just clicked his tongue and didn't say anything.
"We didn't find any useful information. Maybe the other party didn't come back here at all."
"I think it's very likely that the other party is in this city," said Nobunaga, who was still feeling unwell, leaning against the wall.
"Why do you think so?" Shalnark asked curiously.
"Intuition," Nobunaga replied briefly.
Shalnark did not refute, but seriously took Nobunaga's point into consideration.
"Even if the other party is really here, it's not easy to find them.
This is a world-renowned metropolis. It's too difficult to find three fugitives in a vast sea of people.
If someone is providing assistance, it's almost impossible to find them."
Just as everyone was talking, the Leader, who had been listening quietly, closed the book in his hand.
The sound of the book closing attracted everyone's attention.
"Tracking failed. This operation ends here. Now we need to deal with the problem of the grudges."
The Leader said calmly.
Feitan gritted his teeth, obviously unwilling, and his mouth opened and closed, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
Because the problem they were facing before was getting more and more serious now.
Although Wo Jin is a Strengthening System user and has the strongest recovery ability among them, the arm that was injured by the attack has shown obvious weakening.
A grudging Nen is circulating within his arm, hindering the exertion of his strength.
If Wo Jin is like this, let alone the others.
Moreover, they are all combat personnel, and they are all restricted. At this moment, their combat power is greatly weakened.
Even if he had hatred in his heart, he had to think for the team at this moment.
Phinks, who was standing next to him, patted him on the shoulder.
After all, he was also one of the affected members.
"Let's go. He saved those two guys and will definitely not let it go. He will come to us for revenge sooner or later. We just need to wait patiently, and the other party will definitely come to our doorstep."
"Haha, I'm really looking forward to it!" Wo Jin laughed heartily and said loudly.
Then he grimaced and twisted his arm, feeling very annoyed by the blockage in his shoulder and his entire arm.
Feitan stared at Wo Jin with burning eyes, his tone firm and unquestionable: "That's my prey."
Wo Jin looked at Feitan, sighed helplessly, and shook his head: "There's nothing I can do. If he comes to me for revenge first, I won't just sit back and wait."
"Hmph," Feitan snorted coldly.
On the other side, Light Nostra, with his daughter, family members, and mafia subordinates, arrived at Tengu Airport.
They boarded the airship they had reserved in advance. The entire airship was chartered by them.
Except for the necessary operating personnel and service personnel, all the rest were members of the Nostra Family.
It wasn't until the airship slowly took off and gradually left Yorknew City that Light breathed a sigh of relief.
He really didn't expect to have endured such immense pressure these past two days.
If he hadn't seen the prophecy beforehand and had some idea of what to expect, he probably would have shown flaws and fled in panic long ago.
The group of people who came after Kevin and the others were indeed reckless, searching for all sorts of information everywhere, leaving behind a large number of corpses along the way.
Even though he knew rationally that there wasn't much danger, Light still tossed and turned every night, unable to sleep.
It wasn't until the airship took off at this moment that he truly relaxed, feeling that he had finally moved away from the source of danger.
"It's been a real trouble for you these past few days," Kevin said with a smile, sitting opposite him.
He knew the pressure the other party was under.
Light waved his hand and took a small sip of the tea in front of him.
After spending these past few days together, the two had become much more familiar than before, no longer as distant as they were at first.
"After this, you can stay at my place for as long as you want. This is the friendship of the Nostra Family," Light said sincerely.
Kevin looked at Light, quietly took a piece of paper from his Arms and handed it to the other party.
A portrait of a young boy was drawn on the paper.
"This is a young boy named Kurapika. He might come looking for us in a few days.
If he comes, don't stop him. Please bring him to me."
Light took the paper curiously, glanced at it, and instantly understood a few things in his heart.
He thought to himself, this young boy should be the last "bird" mentioned in the prophecy, the person who turned from a "crow" into a "dove."
After handing out the paper, Kevin had been carefully observing Light's reaction.
After seeing the change in Light's expression, Kevin became more certain of the guess in his heart.
This guy definitely knows something, but how does he know?
His gaze towards Pairo and Rosana before was strange, as if he was familiar with them.
He not only knows about the existence of the Kurutas, but does he also have some special connection with this tribe?
Kevin couldn't be sure for a while.
He knew that he had too little information to make a more accurate judgment, so he could only observe carefully.
But during this time, his observation made him sure that Light definitely knew something about them.
At this moment, the television on the airship was broadcasting the news.
Kevin subconsciously looked over.
The news was reporting a tragedy: hundreds of bodies were found in the forest of South Zha City, dozens of which were decapitated and their eyes gouged out.
Some notes were also left at the scene.
The information on these notes clearly pointed to the group that had committed major crimes repeatedly in recent years.
[Phantom Troupe]
It seems that it can be completely confirmed that it is them.
"How tragic. Who on earth did such a cruel thing?" a mafia member said, looking at the news.
He couldn't help but sigh.
Such things were considered cruel even by them.
"Looking at this situation, it seems like the members of a tribe were all killed, and the methods are too ruthless. At most, our mafia only deals with a family, but this--" Some other mafia members nearby also started discussing.
At this moment, Pairo, who was watching the news, couldn't help but have his eyes turn red.
Even Rosana's eyes changed. Fortunately, they had both put on special colored contact lenses in advance, so they didn't attract the attention of others.
Although a few days had passed since the tragedy, it was clear that neither of them could forget the tragic scene of that day.
And Kevin was still paying attention to Light's reaction at this moment.
Light's face showed no signs of familiarity, doubt, or any other unusual emotions, as if he was just watching a normal news report.
This was inconsistent with Kevin's judgment.
"Light, are you hiding something from me?" Kevin suddenly asked.
This sudden question made Light turn to look at Kevin, and a drop of cold sweat unconsciously dripped down his forehead.
As expected, could it not be hidden anymore?
In an unknown city, a blond young man in a ribbed outfit strolled down the street, his face filled with novelty.
He looked here and there, and occasionally chatted enthusiastically with the people around him, exuding a sunny and bright aura.
As he walked, he passed by an electronics store.
The television at the entrance of the store was broadcasting the news, and some passersby gathered there, watching the news and talking in low voices.
"South Zha City, I remember it's not far from here, right? It's the city where the forest mentioned in the news, where the tragedy happened, is located."
"Yes, I didn't expect such a terrifying thing to happen."
"What's going on with these police? So many people died, but the murderer hasn't been caught yet?"
"They're all tax thieves, all useless."
"Are you stupid? For such a big case, the murderer must be a group. How could one person kill more than a hundred people?"
Kurapika, who was passing by, heard these conversations and couldn't help but frown.
He followed the gaze of the crowd and looked at the television news.
At this time, the news was reporting the details of the tragedy, and the familiar clothes of the victims appeared on the screen.
"Hey, what are you pushing?" A passerby was accidentally bumped by Kurapika and snapped impatiently.
However, when this person turned around and saw Kurapika's expression at this moment, he immediately shut his mouth.
Kurapika's expression was like that of a demon, his face full of disbelief, and his eyes instantly turned red.
"Impossible, this is impossible!" He instinctively resisted the reality before him.
"This is the news, and the news says--" The person who originally wanted to refute saw Kurapika's appearance and also silently closed his mouth.
The people around all noticed the abnormality, because Kurapika's clothes were exactly the same as the clothes of the victims in the news.
"No, I don't believe it!" Kurapika shouted, turned around, and ran away into the distance.
"Hey, hey, look at the clothes he's wearing--
"It's exactly the same as in the news. Could it be his family?"
"What a pitiful child."
In an alley in the distance, a figure holding a portrait looked at the running Kurapika and muttered in a low voice: "It should be him."