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Chapter 126 Jojo's Wonderful Metaphor

"Help me find someone..."

"..."

Although it was only a blond child who said this, Spitwagen didn't dare to underestimate the person in front of him... This child is definitely this [guy].

Spitwagen analyzed in his heart...

This guy has an aura that is different from ordinary humans, as if he is a born villain. He is just a child or looks like a child's age, but he is like a non-human, like a monster.

"who are you?"

As he asked, this Spitwagen wearing a gentleman's hat was the boss of the nearby poor street, but even so he was shocked by a special aura.

He was too scared to move.

"I am Dio, Dio Joestar...the adopted son of Sir Joestar."

Dio replied so simply, he looked at the character in front of him who caused him a lot of trouble in the future of the Bizarre Adventure called JOJO...but now he really can't hate this person in his heart.

Perhaps it is from Spitwagen that he found a little bit of the same feeling of [abandoning darkness and turning to light]...

"call……"

It was obvious that Spitwagen breathed a sigh of relief... If it was Sir Joestar, then naturally there would be no need to worry too much, and the adopted son of a well-known gentleman would obviously not be a bad person to the core.

With this in mind, Spitwagen rubbed his nose... Maybe there is something wrong with his keen sense of smell...

"You know my father?"

Facing Dior who asked this question, Spitwagen took off his hat and said, "Yes, Sir Joestar's benevolence and his help to the poor have always made me very grateful."

Spitwagen hated nobles very much, especially nobles whose eyes were higher than their heads, but Sir Joestar was obviously not in this rank...he only had respect in his heart.

"..."

It is worth mentioning that although George is a super standard gentleman, he also has problems that the nobles of this era have always had... For example, they look down on the poor. Although he has the etiquette and respect that belong to a gentleman, but...

Unless they are able to speak or help Joestar’s family, they will not do things such as offering food and drinking water, helping to solve life difficulties, and they also don’t know what is called [Growing reputation]...

But Dio understood, so he arranged for the butler to do it... It can be regarded as the reward for being taken care of all the time, and being regarded as a godson who is closer than his own son...

And in this way, it is easier to do things in the name of my father... It is not clear whether it is more of a "return" or more of a "convenience to do things in my father's name".

"Spitt Wagan, the nosy king of Dark Street, who does Mr. Dior want me to help you investigate?"

Looking at Spit Wagan who said so, Dio was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him... After all, he is not JOJO, and he has no interest in saving a lost soul at this time.

"My name is Lilian, she has golden wavy long hair, and it is said that her parents are both fruit farmers..."

Dio said so and looked at the thoughtful Spitwagen, although he didn't know what he was thinking, but he must have misunderstood, so he unexpectedly explained very honestly: "That's my brother, Jonathan Joestar's girlfriend, but I suspect that woman has some other purpose, so I ask you to check it out."

"..."

"So that's it. This is the warm brotherhood like getting out of the car and pushing a carriage stuck in the snow on a snowy day! Because you are worried that the brothers will not get along because of this, so even if you have doubts, you just entrust someone like me to help?!"

Spitwagen made a strange description, but his understanding was unexpectedly correct. He nodded very seriously and said, "I will let my gang pay attention, and I don't need any reward..."

"Take it,"

Dior said so and put his pocket money on the wooden barrel beside him. It was an unimaginable amount for the poor... But it was just pocket money, and it was only a small part.

To be honest, Dior doesn't trust others very much. Although he doesn't know that doubting others is not good for him, he still has doubts about other people's efforts and commitments...so he trusts the money in his hand more.

"If the investigation yields useful information, I will give you more rewards..."

Dio said, looking at Spitwagen who seemed not ready to accept, he turned the hat on his head and said, "It's just my admiration for you, and... a little help for the children in the slums."

"..."

Watching Dior walk out of this alley, leaving behind him...Spittwagen remained silent, and in the end he still didn't say anything to ask Dior to take back the money... After all, everyone really needed the money.

"By the way, Mr. Dior...the streets here are not very peaceful recently, there are murderers called [Jack the Ripper] wandering around, you better be careful."

Hearing Spitwagen's reminder, Dio stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at him, then nodded and continued to leave, saying: "By the way, help me pay attention to a white picture with fangs. mask."

"Well, I will care about it. Whether it is Lilian's information or the mask's information, how should I contact you after I understand it?"

"..."

Dio thought for a while, and then said as he left: "If it's Lilian's message, I will take the initiative to come to you to understand... the white fang mask, you can just destroy it."

"..."

Jack the Ripper?

Wang Qing?

Or is it someone else who took my stone ghost mask?Is it related to Lilian?Or, in fact, Lilian was just a coincidence... But what is the purpose?
hateful……

For the first time, Dio realized that even with overwhelming power, he would be restrained due to various reasons... Even power, even power itself is not omnipotent.

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Unmistakable... That guy is not only a real gentleman, but also a real villain gentleman.

Spitwagen thought so, until many years later, he would still think back to this day, this was the first time he met Dior...and he would never forget his impression of Dior at this moment.

That's the real villain.

Is [Savior of the Wicked]

A savior for villains like me (Spittwagen).

Just like the gangsters who hang out in school are beaten up when they walk out of the campus to become the king, and when they are silently licking their wounds, they meet someone who stretches out to you and wants to pull you up, with a knife scar on his resolute face Like Big Brother.

(End of this chapter)