Team villains except me

Chapter 408 Extreme Hate

Endless hatred usually contains extreme resentment.

The dark sky was gloomy, as if there was a hole in it. The lightning that fell from the hole illuminated the muddy garden for a moment, and also lit up Irene's communicator.

Irene didn't know how to describe how she felt at the moment.

There was no body in the garden.

Did Garcia kill Adazi?

Adazi is a real person, not a figment of Garcia's imagination. So is Adazi still alive? If so, why hasn't he appeared yet?

Jerry squatted on the ground. He was not used to this weird atmosphere, but he felt the doubt in Irene's hesitant eyes.

He stood up suddenly.

"There's really nothing! There's no human tissue, not even a severed hand, not even an animal skeleton! I checked four or five times, there can't be any mistake!"

Irene groaned. She looked at Garcia, who was squatting in the corner, holding his head and thinking about the past. She felt that he was particularly... pitiful.

If what trapped him was just an illusion, then what was the point of all his suffering over the years?

Irene's communicator lit up again. Previously it was Otkester asking her when she would be back for dinner, but now the message was from Hught.

【Hugh: I found some information.】

【Hugh: You're not in Luyou. Are you at Garcia's house?】

[Erin: Yes! Hugh, I want to eat ice cream, strawberry flavor! It's so bitter here, I want to eat something sweet. Do you have an umbrella? It's raining heavily outside.]

[Hugh: You know everything? How many ice creams do you want? I brought an umbrella. But it probably won't help.]

[Erin: I know a little. I want three servings of ice cream. Jerry is here too. Mr. Garcia might not eat it, so I'll just eat two! It would be nice if Norvia was here, but I didn't tell Norvia what I found out...]

【Huett: Yeah.】

Conversation ends.

Irene looked at the rain outside with melancholy, and felt that it made sense for Garcia to be like this - no one would like this non-stop rain, and the damp air and gloomy weather made her mood involuntarily become very bad. If she survived in this kind of rain for a long time, she would inevitably exhale moisture.

Environment shapes people. Everything Garcia does has a traceable origin.

Irene always assumes the worst of people. She doesn't have any expectations of human nature. She herself is a gray wolf without bottom line. She has seen too many bad people, so she is not surprised by the ugliness and complexity of human nature.

Looking at Garcia now, Irene could easily see Adazi's malice towards Garcia.

After all, Adazi was already an adult at that time, while Garcia was just a child who was unable to adapt to the great changes in the world. Adazi could hurt Garcia at will.

Look, Garcia is in so much pain now.

If Adazi had a change of heart, he might have left when Garcia was in a trance and would not dare to come back because of guilt. If Adazi was an irredeemable villain, he would have pretended to be dead, so that Garcia would live in guilt and fear forever and would never dare to be happy.

Of course, there is another possibility.

Irene looked outside at the garden which was already somewhat flooded and felt that the heavy rain had soaked the loose soil.

With rain of this magnitude, even if someone were walking outside, they would only be able to see an unclear outline.

Garcia might have buried Adazi, or dissolved him, or hidden him somewhere else—but Garcia couldn't remember anything.

He could only remember his resistance, his struggle and his fear. He could no longer remember what he had done during those days when he was alone at home.

The mental trance, physical hunger and exhaustion made him unable to distinguish between reality and imagination, and he was not sure whether he had killed Adazi.

Irene asked Jerry to check the nearby land for signs of a dead body, and she took the medicine bottle on Garcia's dining table, poured out the medicine, then walked up to Garcia and leaned over to ask him.

"Teacher Garcia, was the medicine bottle you had similar to this one?"

Garcia raised his head, his dark green eyes were filled with thick emotions, tightly glued together. His voice was hoarse.

"… a little smaller than this."

Irene nodded, then she took the small flower umbrella and went out, fetched a lot of small stones from the garden and put them in the medicine bottle. She filled the bottle very full, then grabbed a handful of wet sand mixed with rain water and filled the gaps in the medicine bottle with sand.

Irene picked up the medicine bottle and went out to find Jerry.