JOJO hiding in the hunter world

"Hey, what exactly did that vice chairman of the Hunter Association want to ask you? Tell us about it."

This old man wasn't naive; as a veteran politician, his words had layers, hiding his true thoughts being the most basic skill.

Is he suspecting me? Jon looked at the old man but couldn't discern anything. For politicians, acting and brawling were compulsory courses.

"I have a secret, and the vice chairman wants to know this secret."

"Oh? Young man, tell me, what kind of secret is it?" Kutaku also got excited.

If a secret is revealed, would it still be a secret? Jon glanced at Kutaku, but he seemed completely oblivious.

"I can't say the specifics, but it's related to something that happened when the chairman was young. Now the chairman wants to prevent others from knowing something, but the vice chairman wants to know."

"What exactly is it? The way you put it makes me want to know even more!"

"Unspeakable, unspeakable." Jon waggled his index finger mysteriously, with a meaningful expression.

"But do you know who the most dangerous person in this prison is?"

Jon still took Pallastown's words seriously. According to Pallastown, there was a dangerous person in this prison that even the chairman found troublesome, and Jon wanted to try asking them about it.

"Don't know, haven't heard of that. There are many dangerous people in the prison, but I haven't heard of the most dangerous one."

"Should have been here for decades." Netero's enemy, and someone whose situation Pallastown didn't know, must have been around for at least a few decades.

"Those are all old guys, I don't know."

As expected, these things couldn't be easily inquired about.

"Hey, did you hear something?"

"No, I'm just asking casually."

"Don't change the subject, what exactly is that secret? I promise I won't tell anyone."

"I already said it's unspeakable." Jon pushed them away.

These were all within the scope of the oaths and covenants he had signed with the chairman. If he spoke, according to the oath, he could forget about improving his Nen for the rest of his life.

Jon narrowed his eyes and walked towards his bunk, intending to take a nap.

It was said that there would be a blizzard tomorrow, and the temperature would be too low, so they wouldn't have to participate in labor reform, which was one of the few humane measures in this prison.

This prison was built in a cold current zone, and the cold wind from the southwest constantly ravaged this place, with little rain and a lot of snow. The temperature could drop to over thirty degrees below zero, so the prisoners in this prison had a relatively long winter vacation every year.

But actually, it didn't make much difference to Jon. Ripple breathing was very useful in winter, making his whole body feel like it had a heating pad, super warm and much better than a down jacket.

This way, he could sleep for another day. Jon had even borrowed a book from the library to pass the time tomorrow.

The entertainment industry in this world was underdeveloped, smartphones were not yet popular, and Jon didn't have any entertainment outside, so being in prison or not didn't make much difference to Jon.

Jon narrowed his eyes, preparing to sleep.

The old man wanted to say something but then felt it was boring and withdrew his hand, casually picking up the book he had borrowed and looking at it absentmindedly.

Kutaku was giving Ambrose a look, Jon didn't see it because he had closed his eyes, but even if he had seen it, he probably wouldn't have been able to tell anything.

The bald Ambrose had been staring at Jon ever since Jon mentioned the vice chairman, as if trying to see something. The fist in his hand was clenched, ready to beat Jon up at any moment.

Jon's attention had been focused on the old man who was talking and the white-haired Kutaku who was observing with a smile, not noticing Ambrose resting on his bed.

It wasn't that he hadn't noticed, but mainly Ambrose gave Jon the impression of being a brute.

The implications and subtext in the previous words were clearly not something he could understand. Jon's full attention was on the expressions of the old man and Kutaku, if he had been distracted to observe Ambrose, he might have seen something interesting.

If he had observed carefully, Jon might have noticed a thin layer of purple mist appearing on Ambrose's fist when he mentioned the chairman's affairs decades ago.

After a round of eye contact, the two closed their eyes one after another, pretending to doze off.

After about an hour, Kutaku rolled over and got out of bed, tiptoeing towards Jon's bunk.

Jon's sleep had always been bad since his previous life. He needed at least half an hour to fall asleep every night, and even after transmigrating, this habit remained.

Moreover, because of the stimulation and news brought by Pallastown today, Jon was restless, and he hadn't fallen asleep for such a long time.

He had just started to feel sleepy when he sensed someone approaching, and he woke up completely in a jolt.

"Quick, tell me! What exactly is that secret? I can't sleep!"

The sudden sound woke up everyone in the room, and the old man looked at Kutaku with shock.

"Even the chairman doesn't dare to kill you, what exactly is the secret that the vice chairman came all the way to find out!"

Jon was disappointed, he thought it was Ambrose, or that they would suspect him of being a spy, but he didn't expect it to be for such a boring reason.

But maybe it was because he was mentally unstable that he killed so many people, committed so many sins, and came here.

He seemed to want to lift Jon up directly.

But Jon was prepared, summoning Magician's Red, which he had prepared in advance, and grabbing his hand.

Magician's Red's ability is to control fire, but the Stand itself has decent strength even without fire control, it should be around a C level.

The so-called C level is the strength level of a professional boxer, still within the scope of normal people. B is the strength beyond human mechanics, the level from a normal adult to the limit of the human body.

It's not that he didn't want to use Stands with greater strength like Stone Free and King Crimson, but King Crimson's endurance was too short, making it unsuitable. Stone Free was Jon's signature move, and he couldn't reveal his identity while using Jotaro's persona.

Would it be appropriate for Jotaro to use Jon's Nen beast? So, he had no choice but to use Magician's Red, which wasn't particularly outstanding in terms of strength.

Magician's Red's muscles weren't fake either, its strength was only not outstanding relative to its fire control superpower, it was more than enough to beat ordinary people.

Magician's Red's strength was probably at the strength level of a normal professional boxer. It's not that he didn't use fire control, but mainly the place was too small to use it, and he was still on his bed. With a squeeze of both hands, the huge force made Kutaku let go.

In fact, the moment Magician's Red appeared, Kutaku unconsciously let go.

Ambrose's eyes were also shining, as if he had seen something incredible.