[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

As soon as Diablo got the information on Trish's residence, he gave an order to Belikoro, the cadre who was closest there—to receive Trish and hand it over to Polpo.

Bellicoro is a veteran cadre in the organization, and his loyalty is unquestionable. The only pity is that he does not have the ability to stand in, so he does not have the ability to escort Trixie for a long time.

She knows Bolbo's ability. Black Sabbath has a super long range and can set specific conditions, which is very suitable for vigilance and protection.

However, with that guy's size, he couldn't get out of the prison at all. It is estimated that after setting the conditions with a double, he was handed over to his subordinates to escort him.

When Trixie came to her, she should know the purpose of the person who did this.

daughter?nonexistent.

Didn't she know if she was born or not?

But in other words, if this girl is really the daughter of someone who obtained her genes, or came from a parallel world, the fate of death has already fallen on her.

Bloodline is the most troublesome thing. According to Giorno, she once had murderous intentions. Although she hesitated at the time, it is still true.

Now Giorno lives in Araki Manor well, she just needs to visit it from time to time.

This is just talking about the rational side, if you want to talk about the emotional side.

Bloodline doesn't mean everything, she doesn't like Giorno because of bloodline, but because of the peace of mind he brought during that time in Egypt.

It didn't matter that Trish was related to her by blood, and she was just a strange girl she had never seen before.

Forget about ordinary people who have nothing to do with her, but it happens to be her daughter who is related by blood.

A girl whose rationality and sensibility are denied has no need to live.

……

"Well, are you Trish?" Polpo stared at the pink-haired girl outside the glass.

Trixie also stared at him unkindly. Uncle Bellicoro left after sending her to this prison, saying that the guy in front of him would bring her to her mother.

She has never seen such a fat person, how did he get in through that door...

"Don't worry, my subordinates will come to pick you up in a while." Popo took out a banana from the refrigerator and motioned to her, "Do you want to eat?"

"……no need."

"Really?" Boerbo just asked like that, casually pushed aside the banana and stuffed it into his mouth, he still kept a wait-and-see attitude towards the boss's daughter.

Of course, the task still has to be successfully completed.

Just now, he had let Black Sabbath be attached to Trishul's shadow, as long as someone took the initiative to attack, he would be protected by himself.

"Brother, is this huge guy really my mother's subordinate?" Trixiu was a little uncomfortable, and silently opened a small window voice with his brother in his heart.

"Don't worry, since mother handed you over to him, it must be guaranteed." Giorno was also observing Borbo, perhaps because he was the boss's daughter, the other party did not do anything unnecessary.

Not long after, there was the sound of an iron door from the other end of the corridor. It seemed that someone had entered through the prison guards, and it didn't take much thinking to know that it was Polbo's subordinates calling.

Polpo's room was at the end of the corridor, and Trixie couldn't help but look towards the corridor through the railing on the door.

It was a short-haired man in a white suit. Due to the light in the corridor, she couldn't see his face clearly.

Is this the person who will escort her next?

Although she proposed it herself before, using herself as a bait to lure her mother to meet them, but she was still a little timid to deal with these gangsters face to face.

Knowing that these gangsters would not do excessive things to her because of her mother's face, they were still worried.

There are not even any good props for her to pretend to be a young lady who is not easy to bully.

The cell door was opened, and a man with a curly hair came in.

Trixie looked at him with complicated eyes, and couldn't help but start talking to Giorno again, "Brother..."

"what happened?"

"Did you read the same fashion magazine as this person?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Are you all wearing topless outfits?" And they were all loving... She was very concerned, and couldn't help but look at this man's chest.

"..." Giorno was silent for a while.

"Terry Hugh, when I exchanged with you, if I dress too formally, won't the buttons or zippers on my chest collapse?"

Well, is that so?She thought it was her brother's interest...

In the past, most of the exchanges between the two were prepared to change clothes, but in this situation, it is impossible for Trixie to bring another set of men's clothes.

Next is Trixie's time. Giorno will only appear in emergencies, and it is much more reliable to protect himself than others.

Buccarati bowed to Polpo, not caring much about the girl next to her who was doing a disrespectful act of staring at the chest of a strange man.

"Mr. Polpo, you said that you have a task to hand down to me, do you mean...?"

"Buggarati, when you see her, you should have a clear mind..." Boerbo pressed half of his face against the glass, and the flesh on his face was squeezed together to make him look more chubby, "She It's the boss's daughter—Terry Hugh."

Bugarati was shocked when he heard this. Although he had heard the news circulating in the organization before he came, he didn't pay much attention to it, and he didn't get a photo of Trish like Risut did. .

"Boss directly gave me an order to guard Trish for about a week." Popo took out a notebook out of nowhere, and on the screen was the email sent by Diablo, "I will hand over this task to you now." for you."

"The boss must have issued new orders during this period. In order to avoid trouble, I have already sent your email to the boss. He...she will contact you directly."

Polpo didn't seem to get used to the fact that his boss was a woman.

"I see."

"Although the outside world doesn't know that the boss has entrusted me with the task, you should know how to do it." There are not a few people inside and outside the organization who want to take advantage of this opportunity to attack the boss's daughter.

What's more, it also broke out that the boss is a woman. Not everyone can accept that such a huge gang organization is ruled by a woman.

Anyone with a thought is guessing which cadre the boss handed over his daughter to, and there might be people with malicious intentions following him outside this prison.

Bugarati took over Trish, who was wearing a camouflage coat, a head scarf and glasses at this time.

After leaving the prison, she got into Bugarati's car.

"Don't worry, I will take you to the new stronghold. Several other subordinates of mine are waiting for us there." Bugarati comforted Trishul, seeing that Trixie kept his head down through the rearview mirror.

"I will circle around a few more times, Naranja, monitor the surroundings, and report to me if there is anything unusual."

After Bugarati said this, Trixie realized that there was still someone sitting on the front co-pilot.

"Buggarati, don't worry, no one is following you for now..." Although Naranja was observing the movements of nearby people on the radar, he still couldn't help but glance at Trish in the back row.

Buccarati didn't tell them anything before coming, and even Naranga didn't know that they were here to see Popo until they arrived at the prison gate.

As for the purpose of coming here, and who is that guy in the back row, Bugarati had told him not to talk too much, and he would explain everything clearly when he arrived at the stronghold.

The car had already detoured so many roads, and Naranja suddenly said, "Buggarati, although the radar didn't detect anything unusual around us, I always feel that someone is watching us..."

Bugarati applied the brakes, and Trixiu in the back seat almost fell down, "It's not your illusion, I felt it too, I was being followed."

'boom'

"Huh?" Feeling the shock of the seat behind him, Bugarati looked suspiciously at Trish behind him.

The other party still lowered his head, as if it wasn't her who kicked his seat just now.

"Buggarati, what should we do now, I didn't find anyone suspicious..." Naranja stared at the radar with a depressed expression.

So Buccarati's attention was attracted by the enemies that might appear soon.

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