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The cemetery caretaker watched Reagan walk away with a burning look in his eyes, but didn't say anything. He just sighed, shook his head and left. Reagan walked into the cemetery and mumbled continuously to himself as if he was trying to calculate something.

The huge cemetery was like a chessboard and had pieces on a grid.

Reagan took a few steps, stopped, and had to choose whether to move forward, backwards or turn left, or turn right.

He continued to walk like this as he calculated the route and the distance. This was obviously the code of the cemetery that he was talking about.

After a long time.

Reagan stopped in front of a gravestone and looked down. He knew the person buried here.

"I'm surprised it's with you."

Reagan looked at the gravestone, then poured a bottle of wine in front of the gravestone as a way paying his respects.

"You've contributed greatly to ensure the Salo clan's prestige, stability and peace within the Third World. Even though you're dead, you're still contributing towards this goal. I thank you on behalf of the clan." "So now, it's time for you to continue your contributions."

There was no reverence on his face at all as he said these words. Once he finished his spiel, he took his tools and went behind the gravestone.

The grave itself wasn't too large, and it was very solid since it had been cemented.

a hole in the four corners of the burial plot before putting in something to expand the holes. With the press of a button, the expanders forcibly made

so familiar with doing this, it was obviously not his first time doing it, and his degree of familiarity

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finally gave way with a

pushed the concrete away. His eyes slowly lit up when he saw

"It's really here."

to the directions of the cemetery's code. The last

to make sure that there was nobody around. He quickly cleaned up the cement around him, then found the combination lock to the metal box and entered a series of numbers The metal box

to find another wooden box. This wooden box was antiquated and

wooden box out when suddenly he felt a sharp pain

BAM!

clutched his head and collapsed onto the ground before

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frantic when he saw the fresh blood on

holding something that was very frightening. Anxiety, panic, terror and a paleness covered his

cemetery caretaker loudly in a crazed voice as he clutched the wooden box tightly and

After some time.

touched the back of his head. He yelped in pain and trembled when he saw the blood on his

"Damn it..."