[Zhongzhu jojo] Hanako's Bizarre Adventure

The other party came very quickly. I sat in the car with Giorno in my arms, and I had a relationship with him on the plane opposite, and then he sent me to the kind man Mr. Chuya Nakahara at the hotel.

Before confirming my guess, I still need to confirm a message: "Mr. Nakahara, you won't, you are a mafiya."

"Ah..." The petite and cute man covered his face.

Ha, it really is.

Then I can safely and boldly make a guess. Mr. Nakahara is a certain Japanese mafia that has business dealings with Italy. For some reason, he suspected that the conversation with the opposite party collapsed, or he was targeted by the opposite competitor. ——Anyway, the other party seems to be planning to kidnap a hostage and threaten him, because I used to be his car when I was at the airport, and this group of Italian mafia who don't know what shit is stuffed in their minds regard me as one of Mr. Zhongyuan's lovers Category.

I was just greedy for petty gain and took a free car, why should I be sanctioned like this.

"In short, I didn't think carefully about this matter..." Mr. Zhongyuan also seemed to have a very headache, "I can arrange for my subordinates to send you back to Japan as soon as possible."

"Ah, can we send this child back to Japan?" I pointed to Giorno who was sitting on my lap.

"...Is this a local kid you abducted from somewhere?" he said.

"Tsk."

"...You clicked, you just clicked once."

"What are you talking about, Mr. Zhongyuan, I am a good citizen who abides by the law, and this child is a child of my relative's family." I patted Giorno's head.

"Hmm...so sister, you want to abduct me, don't you?" Little Qiao Luno looked disappointed.

"... Giorno, please don't make trouble." Are you planning to frame me like this?Where did you have so many messy thoughts at such a young age? !

Mr. Zhongyuan's expression became subtler to the naked eye, and Risut's expression on the other side became even more subtle, "...I thought this child was your son." He said, "Hurry up and return the child to his parents. "

...Do you believe in my integrity a little bit? !I'm not, I'm not, this kid set me up!

"I said I'm not me, don't you believe me?"

"..." Mr. Zhongyuan coughed dryly, "This is your private matter, and I don't plan to comment on it. But if this is a local child, it would be better to return it to the parents earlier."

"I was on my way to 'return' this child when I was attacked." My face was expressionless.

"Ah..." He looked helpless again.

"Which mafia member is Mr. Nakahara?" I asked him.

He glanced at me, "Don't be so curious about everything." After a while, he sighed, "It's not a secret anyway..." He replied, "Does the Port Mafia know?"

Ah, the unscrupulous company that my spiritual pen pal used to work for.

I nodded, "I know, I know. The local snake in Yokohama. When I went to Yokohama last year, I happened to meet your anniversary..."

He covered his face, "No, please don't mention the anniversary again."

Mafiya in Japan is a very interesting organization. They help grandmas cross the street, dance on the street on Children’s Day, and give candy to bear children on Halloween... In short, if you don’t look at their tattoos and big arms or strange battles Flag, you'd think they were just a bunch of weird Ojisan.

Last year, the anniversary of the Port Mafia, I remember wearing a puppet costume and handing out candy in the street.

Pretty cute isn't it?

"I can solve it when I go back to China. What should he do?" I pointed to Risut, "He just drove me into the van in front of a lot of people."

"Don't worry about me, I can handle it myself anyway," he replied.

"Ah, I didn't say that, I think you also have a bit of a head." I crossed my arms, and suddenly felt that my life was full of all kinds of heads. "When you rushed out, you didn't even think that they might be Tracked down your family based on your car and retaliated against you?"

"I stole the car," he said. "There's no reason to track down my family."

"...Oh, then have you noticed that you have a very distinctive look?" I pointed to my eyes, "It's the first time I saw black sclera, this kind of distinctive appearance, you will know it when you ask on the street Who is it?"

"Are you saying I shouldn't meddle in my own business?" His eyes suddenly turned cold.

"No, I'm just reminding you to do things neatly and think of all the possibilities." I folded my arms and leaned back, "Since this is the case, there is only one answer."

"Huh?" Mr. Zhongyuan frowned, "Hey, what do you want to do?"

"Of course I'm staying in Italy and not going back." I said with a smile, "My tourist visa is only for one month."

"...Don't mess around, the world of the mafia is not something that ordinary people like you who live in an ordinary world can set foot in!" Mr. Zhongyuan's expression became serious.

"What's the name of the gang you do business with? Don't tell me it's called 'The Enthusiasm.'" I leaned forward and smiled expectantly.

"I really have no comment... who are you? What do you want to do?" Mr. Zhongyuan became alert.

"Tsk," I handed Gioruno to Risut on one side, crossed my fingers, and tapped my thumbs lightly, "Mr. Zhongyuan, isn't the answer obvious? What I want to do is naturally to help An impulsive, enthusiastic young man who might put himself and his family in a dangerous situation."

"...Are you an idiot?" Risut complained to me.

"No, with your troublesome eyes, I think you must think more than that." Mr. Zhongyuan complained, and then he muttered softly, "Why are these eyes so familiar..."

Yeah, you have a defected ex-colleague named Osamu Dazai, I also think we look alike sometimes.

In Naples now, the fastest-growing mafia must be Enthusiasm, but it does not mean that there is only Enthusiasm left in this place. There are some small families who are either attached to Vongola, or are not in line with their enthusiasm but do not intend to attach to Vengley. It can be said that good and evil are mixed, and the situation is changing rapidly.

People with drive and brains will probably be able to make a career in this kind of place soon, but "career" and "danger" are directly proportional.

"Let me say this one last time," Mr. Nakahara said, "If you want to go back, I can arrange for my subordinates to send you back to Japan, but if you don't want to go back, in fact your choice and safety have nothing to do with me." He picked up raised his arm, "Have you thought about it yet?"

"I thought clearly from the beginning." I spread my hands, "I won't go back to Japan."

He sighed, "Then I'll take you back to the hotel."

Yes, it had nothing to do with him in the first place, and it is a rare kind person to think about whether to send me back to Japan. If it was replaced by other mafia, it would probably be "you stupid x have nothing to do with me".

I was sent back to the hotel where I stayed in Naples. The room was turned into a mess. Fortunately, I took all the most important things with me, including my credit card and passport.

Risut ran away in a hurry as soon as he got out of the car, probably to check whether his small restaurant was still open.

"Are you going back today?" I asked Giorno.

He opened his mouth, and finally nodded, "I want to go back."

After all, even if it says "useless", the child will subconsciously yearn for the mother.

I sighed, "Then I'll take you back."

He nodded.

This time, no one rushed out halfway to kidnap me. I successfully brought Giorno to the door of his house, and he went up and knocked on the door.

The door was opened a crack, and a face with heavy makeup protruded from the inside, "Giorno, where did you go, I have been looking for you for a long time... Ah, now is not the time to talk about this, your father is in the hospital Well, I'm going to see him now..."

Her eyes moved from Giorno to me, "You are... ah, it's you!"

"Well, it's me." I nodded. "I came to Italy to play. I didn't expect to meet Hatsune. This kid recognized me at a glance. What a fate."

Giorno glanced at me, and I smiled at him.

Lying is instinctive.

Lying is a means to the road to peace.

"Ah, I'm really sorry for your trouble." Giorno's mother said, "The child's father suddenly felt unwell and was sent to the hospital just now. I'm in a state of desperation right now." She looked very haggard.

"Really, it's really hard work for you." I looked at her, and suddenly asked my question, "Did you know that Giorno's stepfather beat him?"

She widened her eyes, "Wait, wait a minute, I don't have time to tell you this now—"

"Did you know that your child, alone in a foreign country, was bullied by an older kid?" I asked her another question.

"What exactly do you want?" She finally realized, "I don't have time to talk to you now—"

"You know that, right? Knowing that your child is being abused, knowing that your child is being bullied...but you just pretend not to know, right?" I looked into her eyes.

"So what?! Do you want me to divorce? Do you want me to continue living in Japan? What are people who have never given birth to or brought up children talking about? Doctors make a lot of money, right? You don't have to worry about your own life at all Man, what qualifications do you have to say about me?" She took a step back, and suddenly accused me in a panic.

Giorno squeezed my clothes tightly.

"I didn't mean that." I suddenly wanted to laugh, and then took out a business card from my bag, "If you decide to divorce, then call the number on this card."

This type of woman will not have any unyielding love. When she finds out that this man can no longer be parasitized by her, she will immediately turn to other goals.

Ah, this is also a way of survival, it seems that there is no value in saying more.

"I'm living in a hotel now, and Giorno knows my address." I stared into her eyes with a smile on my lips, "If you have any questions, you can consult me."

She was taken aback by my attitude, and reached out to take the business card.

I patted Giorno's head, then turned and walked out.

I saw Risut at the intersection, "How is it? Is the family okay?"

"Fortunately, nothing happened." He seemed relieved, "You really are a nosy woman." He said.

I was silent for a while, then suddenly said to him, "Risut, do you want to kill someone?"

His eyes widened.

...Ah, sure enough.

"People who want to kill can be seen through their eyes." I pointed to my eyes and said, "It's as clear as salt on mercury. You'd better restrain your eyes, because it's too obvious. "

"What about you? Have you ever killed someone?" He suddenly turned against me.

"Hmph, what are you talking about?" I showed a harmless smile.

"I am a good citizen who is kind and law-abiding, and a doctor with a benevolent heart."

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