stand-in creed

"Huh?" Apache was taken aback.

"What about you?" Nero was a little confused.

Bugarati looked serious:

"Right now, there are all kinds of stand-in envoys located in the various regions of Italy! We are just ordinary traitors, and only the gangsters in these regions are chasing us; but you are different, not only holding the organization's arrows, but also investigating the whereabouts of the boss!

"The real elite of the organization will definitely go straight to you, such as the legendary "Pro Guards" and "Assassination Squad".

"If we merge, the elites of the organization and the gangsters from other regions may also join together, causing multiple substitute messengers to attack at the same time, and the danger may increase exponentially!" If this is the case, it is better to divide the troops into two groups.

"The miscellaneous soldiers from all over Italy who want to carve up Naples are handed over to us, and the real confidants of the boss are handed over to you. In order to investigate the whereabouts of the boss, Apache's ability is indispensable!"

The corner of Nero's mouth twitched: "You think so highly of me?"

Bugarati nodded: "I believe you have such strength, Nero Zeppelin!"

Nero nodded, and immediately strode out the door.

"Then let's do this—Leo Apache, keep up!"

Apache glanced at Bugarati and nodded.

"So, the job with an annual salary of tens of billions of lire has officially started?"

"Although I think your former boss may not be worth the amount, but—yes, the work of tens of billions of lire has begun!"

"Let's talk about it first, you have to solve the new jobs of Bugarati and the others together! The famous SPW consortium should not be short of this money, let alone drive the stand-in messenger out?"

"no problem."

"In that case, you are my "boss" from now on, Mr. Zeppelin. "

"Boss? Funny title."

Speaking of it.

Nero, who had already reached the door, turned his head to look at Giorno who was sitting there.

"Giorno Giovanna.

"Although I don't know whether you simply think that the Mafia is cool after watching too much "The Godfather", or there are other deeper reasons for your desire, but——I look forward to your next development."

"..."

Giorno said nothing.

After Nero left these words, he strode away and left with Leo Apache under Naranja's bewildered eyes outside the house.

Apache rubbed his neck, feeling a little uncomfortable with the new working environment.

"Then boss, next we are going to the library to investigate the clues of "Bellikero"? "

"Yes."

"Then which library to go to? Just to remind you, no one knows how many substitute messengers are currently operating in Naples, and if you go to other cities, all roads will be monitored by the organization, we..."

"Have you forgotten my abilities, Apache?"

"Ok?"

Apache was taken aback.

Immediately, Apache felt an ominous premonition.

"Could it be..."

"Is that the one?"

next moment.

Before Apache could react, the 1.9-meter-five new boss directly carried the 1.8-meter-eight former police officer on his shoulders and went straight into the sky.

At the same time, a stand-in messenger who was enjoying dinner in an apartment somewhere in Italy received a call.

"Carney.

"The time has come for you to sacrifice your life."

Diablo's voice came to his ears leisurely.

Carney held the phone in his left hand, and slowly put down the fork in his right hand. His originally calm eyes instantly became as firm as steel.

"Leave it to me, boss."

Chapter 32 The Notorious BIG Part II

The Apache in the air was carried on Nero's shoulders like rice, feeling the wind pressure like a jumping machine in an amusement park climbing at a high speed, watching the farther and farther land, but couldn't help swallowing.

To be honest, a little scared.

"Hey, hey, boss! Can you tell me before you take off next time, so that I can prepare myself a little bit?"

"Scared?" Nero called.

"...No! I'm just worried about the shoes falling off!"

Apaki yelled like this.

At the same time, Apache noticed another figure floating beside Nero.

The figure of Suzumi Sugimoto.

The pink girl stood beside Nero, holding her arms open in mid-air as if she was sitting on a deck chair, and said something like "Yahho" out of her mouth.

"By the way, boss, where did she come from?" Apache said in a daze, "And boss, can't you let me fly like her? And who is she?"

"I'm sorry Apache, Suzumi didn't use my ability to make her fly, but her own "characteristic". "

"what?"

Apache blinked.

Suzumi Sugimoto said hello: "Hi, Apache, I'm Suzumi Sugimoto. I used to be the earth-bound spirit of Morio, Japan, and now I'm the spirit behind Nero. He died at the age of 16. Advise!"

"...?"

birthday?

Apache was a little confused.

Nero said: "Have you read Japanese horror novels or urban ghost stories? For example, ghost upper body or something... Suzumi is almost similar. As the spirit behind her, she is like a double, and she cannot be more than "two meters away from me." "distance. "

Apache took a deep breath: "Let me tell you, if you don't want to introduce yourself, you don't need to introduce yourself, there is no need to make up this..."

Suzumi Sugimoto said it as a matter of course, and then pointed to Nero's finger: "The problem is real. Because sometimes it is not convenient to show up, I often hide in Nero's body, so even my wedding ring is in Nero's body." Lu's finger is on.

"Look, it's like this."

Whoosh.

As if the double returned to the body, Suzumi Sugimoto got into Nero's body.

Then got out again.

The eternal body of my heart gradually emerged beside Sugimoto Suzumi.

"It's not a stand-in ability, is it?

"My ability is to "display the map within a radius of ten kilometers and the life reactions in it" and "lock people who know their appearance", just like Bugarati and the others on the map. "

"...So, that guy Mista is really right?"

Apache's expression gradually became frightened.

The fearless former police officer pointed at Suzumi Sugimoto tremblingly.

"So you...are you really a ghost?"

"A real ghost!"

"This!"

Apache is a bit cowardly.

Nero immediately comforted: "Don't be afraid, Apache. There are even such unscientific things as doubles in this world. It's nothing unusual to be a bit of a vampire or a ghost, right?"

Apache was shocked: "There are still vampires?!"

Nero pointed to the portrait of Giorno on my heart forever: "Our little Brando... Isn't Giorno Giovanna the son of a vampire? His father, Dio Brando, was born in the Victorian era. England, around 1868? Silverware, garlic, and toon nails may seem useless, but there are genuine vampires who both feed on blood and fear the sun"

"..."

Apache felt that his worldview had collapsed a bit.

Taking a deep breath, Apache tried his best to calm down, and then looked at Suzumi Suzumi's disappearing double.

"Is that why you're investigating Bellickroe's 'appearance'?As long as you can confirm the appearance of the other party, you can directly find the other party's body.But the question is what are you doing with that old guy who doesn't have any abilities? "

"According to Polpo, that guy is in charge of guarding Trish Una, the daughter of the passionate boss, and if you find him, you can find the girl.After finding this girl, you can find a passionate boss... probably. "

"perhaps?!"

"Polbo said that this girl doesn't know about her father's information, anyway, let's try first. After all, the enthusiasm is to send pursuers to find us, and it's not a loss to kill a few more pursuers during this time."

Apache took a deep breath: "Shouldn't it be to avoid fighting as much as possible?"

Nero asked back: "Shouldn't it be a vital force to destroy the enemy as much as possible?"

For a moment, Apache fell silent.

Hearing Nero's confident words, Apache felt as if he had boarded a terrible boat.

So the question is, where is our time machine?

With an annual salary of tens of billions of liras, I'm afraid I have money to earn but not to spend my life!

two hours later.

Nero and Apache landed in Rome and went straight to their destination——

National Central Library of Rome.

Walking into the library, Apache was alert to all suspicious eyes around him.

Nero patted Apache on the shoulder.

"You don't need to look for it. With such a large crowd, the problem we have to face is not whether there are enthusiastic eyeliners, but "when" will the enthusiastic pursuers come to us.Pay attention to all targets that may be within "ten meters" of us, and be careful not to suddenly jump out of a close-range power substitute messenger like an ordinary passerby and kill us with a punch. "

Apache nodded.

Nero went straight to the library's reference desk.

"Good evening, fair lady. I would like to know where to borrow the Corriere della Sera last October..."

Apaki glanced at Nero's movement, and then continued martial law.

Pretending to be flipping through the magazine in his hand, he looked at the pedestrians around with his eyes hidden behind the sunglasses.

Crowds of young students.

A solo intellectual girl.

A sweet-talking couple in love.

"What are you thinking, Apache?"

Nero seemed to have finished his question.

Apache said: "When I was a policeman, I asked a senior how to spot suspicious people in the crowd, and the senior told me a trick - if someone is not paying attention and looks at you, he will There is a problem."

Nero nodded, then looked around.

A long-legged teenage girl with brunette hair and freckles.

A thin, blonde girl with small breasts.

A young girl with brown skin and black hair.

……

Whether they are in a group or alone, they will glance at themselves from time to time, and once they meet their eyes, they will quickly withdraw their eyes, or whisper with their companions, or trot shyly and embarrassingly leave.

There was even a red-haired girl who took out a post-it note and a ballpoint pen and started writing, then rushed to Nero, blushing and handing the written note to Nero without saying a word. Give it to Nero, and run away quickly.

After a closer look, it was a string of mobile phone numbers.