In the colorful room, the TV displayed what the Prosthetic Eye saw.
Fighting, gun battles, a one-sided massacre...
A bunch of Tiger Claw Gang members sat together, silently watching the content on the TV—
It wasn't their turn to speak yet; the man who should speak was in the back, running his hands through his hair as he paced.
This guy was dressed in a white suit, looking quite honorable, but the purple and pink lights in this place made him look somewhat sinister.
Then a lackey came in: "Boss, the NCPD found out, it's someone called... someone called a Desert Husband!"
"What the heck?" Jotaro was stunned for a moment, "Say that again?"
"Desert... uh, Desert Husband."
"You... what else?"
"Er, this, this... there's also a rumor saying they are the same ones who caused trouble at Company Square..."
"Rumors, rumors... what the hell, why is he messing with me?
I have nothing to do with those high-tech companies, and this isn't a restaurant, is it?!"
