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"Hurrah..." Dio's eyes were dull, he instinctively opened his mouth to breathe, his chest heaved rapidly and then began to slowly regain his composure.

"I... I survived."

"Sunshine, sunlight killed this man who turned into a monster."

Dio's eyes seemed to be dreaming. He walked to the side of the fangs monster man in a daze, and then reached out to pick up the knife and the stone ghost mask.

He re-determined the plan on how to kill JOJO.

Chapter 26 The first generation commentator, debut!

"Butler, why did you turn off the lights in the mansion?"

Dio returns to Ser Joestar's mansion with the Stone Mask and the knife.

He opened the door, but found it was pitch black inside.

"Whoosh~" With a very small sound, a match was lit by friction.

The faint fire light exudes a slight light.

"Dio, I've found your demonic evidence."

In the darkness, Jonathan Joestar's calm gentleman's face emerged.

"JOJO." Dio frowned immediately.

'I didn't expect you to be as lucky as me, to come back alive from the Ghoul Street where you escaped death. '

"I've already got the antidote, and I've let my father take it just now."

JOJO lit the candle with the match in his hand, and then put it on the table next to him.

Although Dior's eyes seemed to be a bit unfavorable for his return.

But Jonathan Joestar didn't care.

His face was as calm as a calm lake.

After glancing at Dior, he sat down on the chair next to the table.

"Dior. My heart is heavy now, like a rock falling into a lake."

Jonathan Joestar said that his eyes began to dim here.

"You are my partner who spent seven years of youth with me, you and I grew up like brothers..."

There was a hint of melancholy in Jonathan Joestar's eyes.

Father is fine now.

The body began to turn around gradually, and the effect of the medicine was very fast. The poison is a chronic medicine and the toxicity is not very great.

Recovery is only a matter of time.

"But..." Jonathan Joestar looked at Dio, and then took a deep breath, "Now I have to hand you over to the police and send you to jail."

"Forgive me..., Dio."

Dio sat opposite Jonathan without saying a word, and sighed for a long time.

"It's really your style to be so gentle."

Dio turned his head around at this time, the look in his eyes was indescribable.

Jonathan opened his mouth slightly at this moment, "Dior, your hand..."

Because the hall was pitch black and there was only faint candlelight, he turned around to reveal his gauze-wrapped left hand.

"Ha." Dio looked at his hands, and then couldn't help showing a bitter smile.

"It's nothing, I accidentally fell when I went shopping."

At this time, Dio lowered his head and did not look at Jonathan.

"JOJO."

"I know I'm headstrong, but I still can't help myself..."

"I have something to ask of you."

Jonathan didn't say a word, his eyelids were pulled down, and he brought back from Ghoul Street these days, and knew that poisoning was some of Dio's suppressed emotions.

Time was so quiet for two seconds.

Dio, who bowed his head, couldn't help but speak.

"This is the last time." Dio's voice was not as good as usual, and it seemed a little weak at this time.

When saying this, Dio still lowered his head, not looking at Jonathan.

A kind of depressive and dramatic mood spread in the dark hall, with only faint candlelight around the table.

"Speak." Jonathan, who had been watching Dior quietly, opened his mouth slowly, paused for a second, and then spoke.

Hearing this, Dio was a little moved, and he looked up at JOJO.

The voice was penitent and a little emotional.

"Can you give me some time?"

"Give me time to surrender to the police!"

Jonathan opened his mouth slightly, a little dazed.

So unexpected.

He thought that Dior must be like a dead end beast.

But unexpectedly at this time...

The situation in front of him was beyond Jonathan's expectations.

Jonathan was at a loss, and being gentle, he began to think in his mind whether to give Dior a chance to surrender.

"I regret my past life!"

At this time, Dior continued to speak excitedly, even with a hint of crying in his voice.

"Because I grew up in a poor environment, I have boring ambitions."

"I did such a stupid thing!"

"Poison the benefactor who raised me, and want to seize his property!!"

The more Dior spoke, the more excited he became, and the crying became louder.

There were even crystal clear tears around the eye sockets.

"My return and surrender is evidence of my remorse."

"If I wanted to escape, I would have fled to a foreign country."

Dio said that there was more grievance in his voice here, and the tears around his eyes flowed down.

Watching the video some people have a much different view of Dior at this point.I'm at a loss.

This guy...has he really repented?

In the darkness not far from Dior.

George Joestar opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak.

Gentle, he even thought that it would be fine.Dio just repent.

There is no problem with his body, so it might be a good choice to just let Dio go.

If you give it to the police... Maybe he will...

Seven years of relationship, George Joestar still can't forget.

So did Jonathan.

He widened his eyes when he heard this, "Indeed...Indeed."

'If he wanted to escape, then Dio would have already escaped. '

"JOJO." Dio, who still had tears on his face, looked at Jonathan, "I want to make up for my sins."

Jonathan looked at him.

Dio slowly put his unbroken right hand into the inner pocket of his clothes.

"Dior." Jonathan said slowly, with a look of bewilderment in his eyes.

Dio also took out something from his arms.

But also at this time.

A voice came, interrupting Dio's casting forward.

"Mr. Joestar."

"Don't believe what that guy says."

He held a match in his hand, and a faint light shone on Spitwagen's face.

Dio didn't know the man.

"Seeing you look like 'who are you', let me introduce myself to you."

"I'm nosy Spitwagen."

"Because I was worried about Mr. Joestar, I followed from Common Street in London."

Spitwagen said here with a slight bow to Jonathan.

"Sorry, I followed here without your permission, and I hope you can forgive me."

Jonathan was still in a daze.

"Mr. Joestar, I really like you, a bad guy, and I want to tell you something."

Spitwagen looked at Dio, then a smile curled up on his lips.

"I've been living in dark neighborhoods since I was born."

"I have seen many villains."

"So, I can tell the good from the bad by smell."

Shi Bitwagen looked at Dio and frowned, showing displeasure, "This guy's body is extremely stinky, and he keeps emitting a smell that is more disgusting than vomit!"

"I've never seen such an evil person!!"

Speedwagen slapped the candles on the table away.

"Changed because of the environment??"

"wrong!"

At that time, Bitwagen stretched out his index finger and pointed straight at Dio's face.

"This guy's evil is born!!"

Chapter 27 George, Flash Can't Hand It Over

"Do you remember this face?" Spitwagen reached out into the darkness, and then pulled a man out.

The man appeared to be relatively small, only half the height of Spitwagen and Jonathan Joestar, just below the chest of the two men.

Dio's heart skipped a beat when he saw that person.

Spitwagen looked at Dior.

"This Oriental man has testified that he sold you poison."

Dio gritted his teeth slightly.

"I heard what you said." At this time, George Joestar appeared in front of everyone with a gentleman's stick.