stand-in creed

Puqi is very good at these, after all, he has seen and heard a lot.

That's how they colluded in the taxi and headed for the Rome police station.

After a while, reach the destination.

However, as soon as he got out of the taxi and saw the scene in front of the police station, Puqi realized an important problem - he was too out of place.

There are many people in the police station.

A quick glance reveals that they are all survivors or bystanders of the Pantheon's collapse and Katz's hunt.

The woman cuddled in the man's arms, the man sat on the stairs blankly, his eyes wide open, as if his consciousness was cut off from reality, the mother dragged the policeman's clothes and shouted the name of the child, and the reporter with the camera was like a dodger. After taking stimulants, I usually put the microphone in the mouth of the police...

Only myself and John Gerry were too peaceful.

If it is exposed because of this kind of thing, it will not be worth the loss!

"Get nervous, get scared, Enrique Pucci! Remember! Remember what scares you!"

"31, 37, 41, 43..."

Puqi spoke to himself in his heart.

The imagination spread rapidly, and Pucci began to think about what it would be like if Nero Zeppelin suddenly appeared in front of him at this moment.And imagined what would happen if Nero Zeppelin discovered his plot and decided to take action against himself and John Gerry.

Thinking of this, Puqi panicked a little.

While thinking this way, his face was full of tension and fear, and he and John Gerry walked towards the gate of the police station.

John Gerry didn't know that Puqi was full of drama, so he thought he was really panicked, so he whispered:

"Relax, Pucci. We're not suspects.

"Since we are not suspects, the most we can do is to be detained by the police...I don't understand Italian laws very well. 24 hours? 48 hours? Judging from the number of people who take notes at the level of the gate, let alone 24 hours, two Hours are enough!

"It won't be a problem.

"Furthermore, considering those who have already completed their transcripts and left, and those who have not yet completed their transcripts and are on their way...we are only one percent of these people!"

"Ah."

Pucci nodded.

However, just as Puqi and John Gerry walked into the gate of the police station under the guidance of the criminal police, Puqi saw a figure in police uniform on the back foot.

blond hair.

Knotted muscles.

Confident eyes.

A perfect figure like an ancient Greek statue.

Puqi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart started beating non-stop.

"Nero Zeppelin?!

"Why is Nero Zeppelin appearing here ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Chapter 8 Horror Night in Rome Part [-]

It was obvious that Nero was not idle tonight.

The collapse of the Pantheon, dozens of human skins drooping around the ruins, and the figures of "extinct animals" found in some Polaroid cameras carried by the dead... Everything made Nero curious.

Although the police in Rome, detectives from the Italian branch of the SPW consortium, and the former Zealous intelligence team are investigating, it is well known that Nero has been used to fighting alone over the years, even though Nero has become a new generation of Zealous Godfather, but it is obviously not his style to let him stay in the manor and wait for his subordinates to hand in the report.

Idle is idle.

Nero went out of his way, sneaked into the police station to investigate what happened at the Pantheon tonight.As we all know, if you want to investigate what happened to the Pantheon, asking the witnesses at the scene is the most natural solution.

At this moment, Nero has just finished questioning and taking notes on a frightened girl—it is more appropriate to say comfort than questioning.After seeing off the terrified girl, Nero just walked to the door and bumped into Enrique Pucci and John Gerry who were sent by other criminal police.

"Come with me, sir."

Nero waved at Pucci casually.

It's not because they found something special that they focused on Puqi, it can only be said that the double messenger and the double messenger will attract each other.If it is replaced by Dior and Pucci, then this coincidence is——

--gravitational.

"283, 293, 307, 311..."

Pucci counted the prime numbers frantically, and kept looking at his companion John Gerry.

Pucci panicked.

Not only because Nero was standing in front of him at this moment, but also because John Gerry had a severe cataract, commonly known as a blind man.

Little did John Gerry realize that the man standing before them was Nero Zeppelin!

'How should I remind him? '

Puqi thought about this question for a moment.

Also instantly had a plan.

'Directly ask Nero's name aboveboard?Seems to work...wait!

'If John Gerry suddenly changed his expression, heartbeat and other characteristics after hearing the name "Nero Zeppelin", would it arouse Zeppelin's suspicion?

'Most definitely!

' So even if I knew that the man standing before me was Nero Zeppelin, I couldn't tell John Gerry at all!

'Don't make a mistake...'

"353, 359, 367, 373..."

Pucci started to accelerate.

The speed of reciting the prime number table is getting faster and faster.

Nero also noticed Pucci's gaze.Following Pucci's gaze, Nero saw John Gerry leaning on a blind man's walking stick. He seemed to understand something just by glancing at his walking movements and those pale eyes.

"Sir, you don't have to worry.

"Your friend seems to have eye problems? This is the police station. Our police friends have all received professional training and will take good care of your friend."

"547, 557, 563, 569..."

Pucci seemed to have not heard Nero's words at all, and continued to recite.

The speed of reciting is almost comparable to the speed of Kishibe Rohan's painting, making Nero's eyes full of bewilderment and puzzlement.It was like seeing Xiao Lin Yumei self-mutilate in front of him, which made him feel that his brain was not enough.

"gentlemen?"

Nero was very confused.

This is scared silly?

A lot of people were frightened tonight. Dozens of human skins drooped on the ground. If they didn't go directly to the psychiatric department of the hospital, they would be regarded as mentally strong.But even so, it was the first time in Nero's life that he was so frightened of counting prime numbers.

All I can say is, ah, that's weird.

Listen again.

"433, 439, 443, 449..."

It's really weird!

Nero's voice was slightly louder: "Sir?!"

"467... Ah? Ah!"

Puqi finally came back to his senses, and looked at Nero tremblingly.

John Gerry, who was being led away by another criminal policeman, turned his head blankly, sensing Pucci's side, and was a little at a loss as to what kind of nerves his priest teammate had committed again.

"Sir, what's your name?"

"... McCartney."

But Puqi remembered his false identity.

Carefully took the fake passport out of the bag, just like a black man who was pointed at by the police and was about to take out the driver's license from his pocket. By the way, Enrique Pucci is really white.

Nero took the passport and opened it for inspection, but found nothing wrong - because this fake passport was made according to the process of the real passport, and the only fake point was the name.Even Nero's fiery eyes would not be able to see the slightest problem in this passport.

"...James Paul McCartney." Nero looked at Pucci's passport in confusion, "The Beatles?"

"Same name!" Pucci said quickly.

"Of course I know it's the same name... Please come with me, Mr. McCartney."

"Hey."

Pucci quickly followed.

Nero is in front.

Pucci is behind.

Watching Nero lead himself to his temporary office, and looking at Nero's back, Puqi suddenly had a wonderful idea.

' Nero Zeppelin is now "turning his back on" me.

'If we sneak attack now...can we succeed? '

However, this idea just came up one second ago, and Puqi vaguely saw a fleeting golden light in the shadow under Nero's feet the next second.

Stairway to Heaven!

Puqi's heart beat faster in an instant.

'Sure enough, you can't do it!

'Nero Zeppelin is always cautious, and his ladder to heaven is hidden under the ground at this moment!

' What's more, it's not like when I attacked Xiansan. At that time, I had discussed the secret signal with White Snake "in advance".But if I want to sneak attack now, I have to "tell" the order to the white snake, not to mention that the white snake is not good at speed!

'Before the White Snake strikes, I will be slaughtered by Nero Zeppelin!

'Can't do it.

'Not only can I not do anything, but no matter what Nero Zeppelin says or does, I can't show the slightest sign of a "stand-in messenger"!"Even if he punches me with the Stairway to Heaven in the next second! '

Pucci had a thought in mind.

Half a minute later, the chief’s office—the police system in Italy has been broken for a long time. The chief of the Roman police station grandiosely lent his office to Nero, the godfather of the mafia, to investigate at the scene of the Pantheon incident. The impossible truth to investigate.

"Mr. McCartney."

"……Um."

Puqi sat down opposite to Nero.

Nero flipped through the information in his hand, and said to Pucci: "When the incident happened tonight, you and your friend "two people" were playing in the Pantheon? "

"……Correct."

Pucci nodded obediently.

Nero also nodded: "After the incident, you went to the Rome airport and prepared to return to the United States, but the customs contacted the police stationed there and told you that you must come to the police station to cooperate with us in related work. Wrong."

"Yes."

"Then may I ask you a question?"

Nero took out two photos from the file, reversed the photos and pushed them in front of Pucci.

Pucci's heart tightened.

really.

That fellow Nero Zeppelin is a watertight fellow!

The first photo that caught Enrique Pucci's eyes was a photo captured by the "monitoring screen" of the airport customs.It clearly shows the "three people" of Enrique Pucci, John Gerry A and Xianzo talking and laughing.

The second photo is a "Polaroid" photo near the Pantheon.The protagonist of the photo is not Puqi, but an ordinary tourist, but at the edge of the picture, Puqi and Xiansan are vaguely photographed talking.

"Mr McCartney.

"Excuse me, where is your "third" companion? "