Chapter 265 Tracking

Five minutes later.

After the matter on the bridge was resolved, Jotaro and Polnareff immediately went to reunite with their scattered companions as agreed.

The distance between the two sides was not too far, so they quickly met up with Li Qing, Giorno and others who were in charge of the other direction.

The genius doctor Giorno is busy again.

Although the feeling of being "muddy" by the golden fist was still very subtle, Polnareff was very grateful to Golden Experience for providing him with such impeccable treatment.

After the injury was treated, everyone immediately started to solve another problem:

It was a corpse that Jotaro and Polnareff had brought along.

This is the body of a "child", whose entire body was burned black and unrecognizable.

But even though he was roasted into a ball of charcoal, Li Qing and others could clearly see that this "child" had sharp teeth that were definitely not something a human could have.

"That is to say..."

"This little monster appeared beside you inexplicably, and then was burned to charcoal inexplicably?"

Hearing this incredible story, Li Qing became more and more confused:

"What on earth happened..."

"Since it can sneak up here without making any noise, why doesn't it just launch a sneak attack?"

"We don't know either..."

Polnareff's expression was very strange.

Jotaro, who was standing by, also had a rare look of confusion in his eyes.

When they discovered the little monster, it was already a human-shaped torch dancing in the flames.

As for how this guy appeared before and why he hid in the car that was obviously leaking oil, these are completely unsolved mysteries.

And there has always been such a hideous little monster hiding quietly beside them...

It feels like suddenly finding cockroaches in a home that has always been clean. It's really creepy when you think about it carefully.

"I don't know what happened, but this guy looks like a stand in some way."

"But it's very strange - usually after a stand is defeated, it will disappear and disintegrate directly, but this one left behind a real corpse."

"I thought the situation was a bit strange, so I brought it here."

Polnareff explained carefully.

Then , he turned to Giorno with a hint of anticipation and asked:

"Giorno, if I remember correctly..."

"Your Gold Experience also has some kind of tracking ability, right?"

Although the two sides had only known each other formally for less than half a day, as formal companions, in order to better fight side by side, Li Qing and others exchanged information on their own Stands with Polnareff.

So Polnareff vaguely knew that the Golden Experience could transform a part of an object into an animal, and these animals would automatically search for and try to return to the original whole.

For example, the golden experience turns a tooth into a fly, and the fly will automatically track the human who originally owned the tooth.

And the Stand, in theory, is also a part of the Stand User.

The animals created using the stand's corpse as raw material may be able to help them find the stand user hiding in the dark.

"I see…"

"Mr. Polnareff is indeed thoughtful."

Giorno nodded in agreement:

"I can try, but..."

"This stand-in has been dead for several minutes. There is no way the enemy is unaware of this."

"Even if we can use the gold experience to track the enemy, once they realize they have failed, they may have already fled from nearby."

"The possibility of catching up is unlikely."

"It's enough that 'maybe' exists."

After hearing these words, Li Qing's attitude was quite optimistic:

"The enemy may not realize that we have such tracking methods--"

"Giorno entered the vision of the Passion Organization only the day before yesterday. Even if they got some information, the most they knew was that Giorno could create life and heal injuries."

"The enemy will definitely not know about the undiscovered ability like 'tracking the main body'."

"And if the enemy still thinks their whereabouts have not been exposed and they can still hide in the dark perfectly, then they probably won't be so anxious to flee the scene."

"If we seize the opportunity and start chasing them now, we should still have a good chance."

Li Qing's ideas resonated with everyone.

Polnareff, who was just trying it out, became serious:

"Well, let's get started now."

"The car is parked in the parking lot over there by the train station. I'll go back and get it now."

"If you just drive after them, the effect will be better."

Polnareff immediately volunteered to go back and get the car.

Li Qing's performance was even more radical:

"It will probably take some time for you to get the car."

"I'll just go ahead."

As he spoke, Li Qing tensed his muscles.

Indeed, his speed when running at full speed was amazing enough that he could quickly chase down his enemies without the need for a car.

Now, the longer we delay, the farther the enemy may escape. If we can really pursue them, then the sooner we start the pursuit, the better.

But it was obvious that Li Qing was the only one who could pursue the enemy with his legs without using a car.

"Is everything all right?"

Giorno used the Golden Experience to "mudify" the corpse of the baby-faced man into a small animal, and said to Li Qing with a little worry:

"If you go alone...will there be any problems?"

Although Li Qing's ability to escape is indeed extremely strong, everyone not only always trusts his personal safety, but also repeatedly uses Li Qing as a human mine-clearing device.

But the previous battle at the train station had already shown...

If you do stupid things too often, you might really die.

"It doesn't matter."

Li Qing was not worried at all about this.

Giorno was looking at him worriedly, but he was concentrating on observing the swallows that were transformed from the corpses of the baby-faced men.

As soon as these swallows were born, they began to flap their wings unconsciously and collectively pointed in a specific direction.

If Golden Experience hadn't caught them in time, they would have probably flown away in that direction.

"Very good, it seems that the tracking ability of Gold Experience is effective against the enemy."

"Then I'll set off right away!"

Li Qing hurriedly started the digitization mode.

He took a swallow from the Golden Experience that could be used to chase the enemy, and said to Giorno with a smile:

"Don't worry, Giorno."

"I was in danger at the station before because the enemy had a 'hard control' that could interrupt my movement ability."

"It's not easy to find someone who has the ability to naturally restrain me."

"As long as you are not restrained..."

He said very confidently:

"Can I flip over twice in one day?"

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Let’s go back to a while ago.

“Help! Help!”

"I... am... going to... be... burned to death!"

Meloni, who was hiding far behind the screen, finally received such desperate news.

In just a few seconds, the killing machine that was lurking and ready to deal a fatal blow to the enemy turned into a poor child who kept wailing.

Meloni had originally been looking forward to victory, but the sudden turn of events really caught him off guard.

“I’m going to be burned to death… Why did it suddenly become like this?!”

"What on earth just happened?"

After a brief shock, Meloni suddenly reacted and started typing on the keyboard quickly.

He at least had to find out what happened to Baby Face:

"What on earth just happened?"

"Could it be that the tall man's Stand ability is to control fire?"

"No... Kill me..."

"Not...the...tall guy."

Although I couldn't see the scene on the baby-faced side, the intermittent texts it sent were enough to explain its pain at the moment.

"Not the tall one?"

Meloni asked anxiously:

"Who did that to you then?!"

"I have no idea."

Baby Face sent his final message while in the agony of flames.

Then, no new messages came on the empty screen, only a lonely cursor flashing.

Babyface, Meloni knew, was dead.

Its death brought Meloni endless questions and even a lingering fear:

"Who killed it..."

"Could it be that the enemy is hiding some more mysterious and powerful fighting force?"

Thinking of this, Meloni couldn't help but gasp in shock:

It appeared again. A mysterious warrior who was not recorded in the intelligence appeared in Li Qing's team.

No matter how weak the baby-faced creature's personality is, its own strength is absolutely unquestionable.

However, the "mysterious man" was able to kill the baby-faced creature in just a few seconds, leaving it without any chance of fighting back despite its powerful abilities.

What a powerful force this is...

This time, they might have really offended someone they shouldn't have offended.

"Boss Risut..."

"What should I do now?"

When Meloni thought of the mysterious enemy who killed the baby-faced man in seconds, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if there was a lump in his throat, and there was no comfort in his whole body.

After being killed instantly, Baby Face didn't even know who killed him. As the real body, he had no way of convincing himself not to be afraid of such an incredibly strong opponent.

In desperation, Meloni could only cast a blank look at Risut beside him.

Risut has always been the backbone of the team.

Even though the situation had deteriorated to this point, his performance did not disappoint Meloni:

"Don't panic."

"Babyface failed, but at least the two of us are still safe."

"As for what to do now..."

Risut took a deep breath.

He seemed to have prepared himself for this outcome, so he was even calmer than when he discovered Prosciutto's defeat.

"Retreat, we lost this time."

"Before Jiaqiu and his men took action, we agreed to meet near the station after each of us won."

"So if we can't get through to them in five minutes and we don't see them anywhere near the station..."

"Then we'll just leave."

At this point, although the voice remained calm, even the flustered Meloni could hear the pessimism contained in these words.

"Leave directly" means that Risut has silently accepted the worst outcome in his heart that Jiaqiu and others will all be killed.

They are probably already like Prosciutto, sleeping forever in the sea breeze of Venice.

Meloni certainly didn't want to see this ending.

"Five minutes... Can you wait a little longer?"

He asked with a slight tremor.

"There's no point in taking any longer."

Risut's voice was cold and heavy.

Meloni was speechless, and he didn't know what else he could say.

He could only try his best to suppress the wave of despair surging in his heart, then silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket and began to try to call Gacho, Illuso and Formaggio.

The call was made, and all three people's phones were turned off.

If Jiaqiu and his men hadn't been idle and turned off the power, there would only be one possible result - these phones were damaged in the battle.

“Damn it…Damn it!”

Although I really wanted to tell myself that only the cell phone was damaged and my companions were fine.

But Meloni is not a fool, he can't deceive himself.

You have to know that the duration of the stand-in battle is always calculated in seconds.

The time it takes an ordinary person to make a bowl of instant noodles is enough for a Stand user to kill several people.

Jiaqiu and his men have been out for such a long time but have not sent back any news, which can only mean... they can't come back.

"Let's go, the time has come."

"There's no point in waiting any longer."

Risut's voice sounded coldly.

The tone was so cold that it seemed as if he didn't care about the death of his companion at all.

But Meloni knew that Risut was the most qualified team leader. He would always point out the direction for his companions in the most desperate moments instead of letting useless emotions affect the overall situation.

"All right…"

Meloni understood Risout's good intentions:

The assassination team had already been defeated, and he didn't want to let Meloni, his only remaining subordinate, die in vain.

"Let's leave."

Meloni started the car in frustration and despair.

The car started slowly, turned a corner on the street, and began to return in the direction they came from.

The atmosphere in the car was heavy, but at least the retreat seemed to be going very safely.

The car drove away from the station and out of the street, and there was no trouble along the way.

Soon, the car reached the cross-sea bridge connecting Venice Island and the European continent.

This bridge is the only way to enter and exit Venice Island. Previously, the assassination team came to Venice via this bridge ambitiously to pursue their dreams.

Unfortunately, no one could have imagined...

When they climbed onto the bridge again, this was what the situation looked like.

The island of Venice behind them was getting farther and farther away, and those ancient and beautiful buildings were becoming blurred and empty just like their ambitions and dreams.

It was daytime with the sun rising, but Meloni felt that the road ahead was dark.

Sitting in this still spacious carriage, he suddenly felt a little breathless.

Or perhaps in order to make himself more sober in this great despair and grief, Melonie couldn't help but roll down the car window, letting the cool morning sea breeze hit his face hard.

His grief seemed to resonate with nature.

Not only was the sea breeze very strong, but a bird even leaped from the sky and flew straight into the open window.

This little bird was like an angel sent by God to comfort Meloni.

As soon as it flew into the carriage, it flew onto Meloni's shoulder without fear, and even rubbed Meloni's cheek affectionately with its feathers.

It was as if it had been born to recognize Meloni as its master.

"Swallow..."

"It turns out there are such beautiful swallows in Venice."

Maybe he was too depressed, this perverted killer who always forced women to have babies was now expressing his feelings like a poet to a swallow.

This little swallow that fell from the sky seemed to be the only comfort he could find in this air of despair.

Then, just as Melonie was lamenting so sadly for Yan Zi...

Risut beside him suddenly shouted:

"Quick, Melonie—"