stand-in creed

"It's impossible, my eternal heart can even deconstruct the map of the "three-dimensional space", even the ventilation ducts can't escape my detection, why is this? "

"Just ask the other party directly - Mista, be ready to shoot at any time." Nero ordered.

"Yes, boss."

Mista's hand rested lightly on the trigger.

Everyone cautiously approached the pitch-black meeting room.But when they approached, what caught their eyes was a young woman curled up in a corner, her eyes full of tension and fear.

Nero took a look at it first.

next moment--

"Ripple sprint-!!!"

Boom!

Nero punched the window and knocked down the wooden board sealed on the wall.

Sunlight from the clear sky poured into the meeting room, illuminating the dim room and shining on the woman.However, the woman didn't turn into ashes like a corpse, she just stretched out her hand to block it because she was in the dark and suddenly the sun shone on her face.

"It seems that at least you didn't lie about "not a corpse"—who are you? "

Nero will never let down his vigilance just because the other party is a lovely and pitiful woman.

Some people have said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive her.

Nero has never had a woman's way in his life, but it's not like he hasn't encountered a female enemy.For example, "Female Pope" Mitra, and "Goddess of Basti" Malaya, both of them are extremely beautiful women.

The woman opened her mouth cautiously.

"My name is Armaniu.

"This prison suffered a fire in the late 80s, and it was demolished and rebuilt in the 90s. And I was able to see the "ghost building" before the fire and use everything left in the building!This is probably the reason why you didn't discover me just now, this is my ability——

"—Set fire to the house!!!"

"Ghost...building?"

Suzumi Sugimoto blinked.

As a ghost, she had no idea what Ms. Armaniu was talking about.

Although she had seen haunted houses, they were only limited to those buildings in the alleys in Duwang Town, and she never thought that there would be ghosts in other buildings?

"Lingmei, you don't need to make it so clear about the substitute." Nero said seriously.

"Oh!"

Suzumi Sugimoto nodded her head half-understood.

Just listen to Ms. Armaniu continue.

"I just saw the figure of you when you killed the vampire! You... are you here to find the vampire priest? Although it is very scary, I think you are the ones who can help us, so I appeared in front of you before!

"Trust me, I'm not your enemy, I'm just a mother of a two year old.

"Please save us!"

"..."

Nero silently looked at the woman in front of him.

After thinking for a few seconds, Nero said slowly: "The "we" you just said refers to you and your child. "

"It's not just our mother and son." Armaniu passed the initial period of panic, gradually regained his composure, and slowly stood up from the ground, "And last night when the priest bloodbathed the entire prison and turned it into a hell for vampires. Some of the people I saved, they are now hiding in my ghost building."

"Where's your child?" Kakyoin asked vigilantly, "As a mother of a two-year-old child, shouldn't she keep her child by her side all the time?"

"Because I'm not sure whether you are the ones who are willing to communicate with me, and whether you will kill me the moment I show up, so I handed over the child to a "trustworthy companion".That would at least keep my baby alive. "

"Is he also a stand-in messenger?" Giorno asked warily.

"Yes."

As Ms. Armaniu spoke, she opened a non-existent entrance on the wall.

Standing in front of the entrance, Ms. Armaniu took a deep breath: "I know you won't believe me easily. You are probably guessing that what I said was a trap set by that priest. I don't have any evidence to show that our Harmless, but trust me—

"We have nowhere to go."

Ms. Armaniu said sincerely.

Kakyoin looked at Nero: "What do you say, Nero?"

"If it's a movie, maybe a few people guard the door, and one person goes in to have a look? But we're not making a movie, and our policy has already been decided when we entered the prison." Nero took a step forward and walked towards the ghost room "Go in together. If Enrique Pucci dares to set an ambush trap inside, we will defeat all our enemies! Let's go out together!"

"it is good!"

Everyone followed in Nero's footsteps, and followed Nero into the ghost room.

What came into view was not a deliberate encirclement, but a group of nervous and timid prisoners.There are men and women, old and young.A rough count is about twenty people.In addition, there is a piano in the center of the room, and a ghost-like man in a woolen cap stands by the window.

The man turned his head slowly, but Nero always felt that he had seen this man somewhere before, and his face looked familiar.

Ms. Armaniu introduced.

"He has no memory, because his alias is "Weather Forecast", so I usually call him——

"--weather."

Chapter 39 Weather Forecast Part [-]

Although the atmosphere in the room did not look like an ambush atmosphere, Nero and the others did not relax their vigilance, they just looked at the room where more than [-] criminals gathered, and the "Pleasant Goat" woolen hat by the window, like The ghostly man called "Weather".

Nero thought this man looked familiar.

Before Nero could speak, a little boy who seemed to be only one or two years old and couldn't walk very well walked over unsteadily.

"Mommy mommy……"

"Oh! My Amporio!"

The mother carefully carried the child into her arms and sat on the chair beside the piano.

Kakyoin could see that Ms. Armaniu looked at the child in her arms, the eyes that a loving mother would have, very clear and pure, and even reminded him of Ms. Holly.Thinking of this, Kakyoin lowered his vigilance a little, and spoke with a smile on his face.

"Is he your child?"

"Yes, Emporio. Amporio Armanuel."

Ms. Armaniu gently shook the child in her arms.

Immediately, he turned Amporio's body carefully, so that the child looked at Kakyoin and the others.

"Amanuel, please call Uncle."

"Uncle... Uncle... OK?"

Amporio blinked.

Nero squatted down, stretched out four fingers and shook lightly in front of the boy: "Amborio, how much is this?"

"This is... four!"

"so smart."

"clever!"

A pure smile appeared on Amporio's face.

Nero patted Amporio's head lightly, and Amporio didn't recognize his identity, just smiled and danced.

Nero turned his gaze to Ammanuel's mother: "Are all the living people here?"

"I don't know." Ammanuel had sadness in his eyes, "Maybe there are still people alive, and there are only so many people I can save."

"You are a brave mother."

Nero praised.

Setting fire to a house is not a combat ability. It is undoubtedly a brave move to save dozens of people from Puqi in such an environment.

Ms. Armaniu didn't say a word, but her eyes were a little sad, as if she was thinking about what to do in the future.

Nero looked at the weather forecast.

"who are you?"

"..."

The weather forecast didn't speak.

Nero continued to ask.

"Ms. Armaniu said you have no memory, to what extent do you have amnesia?"

"..."

The weather forecast remained silent.

He just approached Nero slowly on tiptoe, and then spoke slowly in a low voice.

"Sorry, I don't have any memory.

"Whether it's the memory from birth, or why I entered this prison... I don't remember anything."

"But you are a stand-in messenger?" Nero asked.

"Yes."

"intrinsic?"

"Maybe."

Nero felt something was wrong.

If it is amnesia, the biggest possibility is that the memory disc was taken by the white snake.

But if his memory was stolen, why would White Snake give him a substitute Disc?Or maybe this person was born as a substitute messenger, and the White Snake didn't take away his substitute?I always feel like something doesn't make sense.

Nero paid a little attention to this man.

And at this moment, Ms. Armaniu said cautiously: "Well, can I ask who you are?"

"us?"

Nero pondered for a moment how to answer this question.

Immediately Nero replied.

"At least for now, a vampire hunter."

"Like Van Helsing?"

"Almost? But it's obviously not the right time to talk about "Dracula". Tell me, how much information do you know about Pucci?" Nero cared more about the real Pucci than the fictional Dracula.

Ms. Armaniu shook her head.

"If it's what happened last night, I don't know much, after all, it happened too fast. But if it's previous information, I've heard a little bit about it. Once I quietly heard "White Snake" and " Pucci" dialogue. "

"White Snake and Pucci?"

"Pucci hid 'something' in 'the farm'! "

Ms. Armaniu said seriously.

Nero's mind instantly recalled the map of the Green Dolphin Street Prison.

"The farm...referring to the farm inside the prison?"

"Yes. Prisoners here must wear a bracelet called "Like a Virgin" when they enter the farm to work. Once they are 50 meters away from the prison guards, it will explode and blow their wrists away—but there should be no need to think about the bracelet now. up. "

"So, something you said was...?"

"I don't know, but it must be something very important to Pucci." Ms. Armaniu said seriously, "Besides, I think the weather can provide you with some assistance!"

Speaking of it.

The quiet weather forecaster spoke slowly.

"I want to know who I am.

"Follow you, maybe I can get the answer."

The voice fell.