Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

night.

living room.

Chef Dior was in a good mood tonight, adding cheese to the meatloaf to make some idiot smile.

After dinner, the two packed up their things and prepared to set off to the dangerous Ghoul Street.

Looking at the mask in her hand, Mia's mouth twitched with a very reluctant expression. Dio, who was wearing a mask, stood nearby, very impatient.

Dio pushed Mia: "Bring it on quickly, what are you thinking about?"

Mia glanced at Dior secretly, her shoulders shaking a little: "Can I not wear it?"

"Definitely not." Dio rolled his eyes at her, "If we don't cover our faces, wouldn't others know that we want to poison Dario?"

"But, you can change it to another one..." Mia couldn't help it anymore and burst out with a barbell-like smile, "Dio, are you serious about this deep dark fantasy♂ mask?!"

I saw that Dior was wearing a pure black ball mask, covering only the upper half of his face, very philosophical.

Beauties are very recognisable. She believed that with Dior's appearance, as long as the person facing him was not face-blind like in Conan, he would definitely be recognized through the mask.

"I really...hahahahaha, your taste is really weird sometimes..."

Mia was laughing so hard that she was out of breath, completely unaware that Dio had clenched his fists.

boom!boom!

In the end, poor Mia not only received two punches, but her mask was also not replaced.

late at night.

Outside Ghoul Street.

Ghoul Street is some distance away from home, so Mia and Dio chose remote paths to avoid attracting attention. Compared with normal conditions, this will take one-third more time, but it is better than concealment and safety.

In order not to reveal their identities, the two wore black robes with hoods covering their hair, masks covering the upper half of their faces, and a piece of cloth covering the lower half of their faces.

In addition to looking unusually suspicious, the camouflage effect is pretty good.

"Machete, iron rod, rag, money to buy medicine..." Dio counted the things and looked at the dilapidated and ancient streets in front of him, his heart beating faster.

"Don't be afraid." Mia hooked Dior's neck and pretended to be serious, "It's just a little bit of wind and frost."

"It's almost done." Dior took Mia's hand and led her forward, "Let's go."

The stone floor stretches slowly, and is surrounded by buildings of different styles, which are messy and weird.

There are no street lights on the street. It seems that the British municipal construction has not benefited here. Only the faint light from the buildings shines along the way.

Mia and Dio held lanterns and cautiously moved forward while alerting their surroundings.

after an hour.

Looking at the cobweb-like stone roads extending in all directions, Mia felt a little desperate: "Dior, is this really this road?"

They walked around here for a long time and 250% were lost.

Dio took the map and looked at it again, wondering: "Should it? That's what it says on the map I got."

"Should?" Mia felt like she was about to burst. "You didn't come here without checking?"

"That's all that can be investigated outside."

"Then we can't just come in like this. Can't we find another way?"

"The roads are all made by people. It's okay, let's try this way." Dio retorted confidently and led Mia to change directions.

"Damn, that map of yours is a Gaode map, right?" Mia grinded her back molars and followed him helplessly.

Although Dior is smart, his character as a gambling dog who cares about his head and body is really annoying. I always feel that sooner or later I will be tricked to death by him.

Suddenly, there was the sound of deliberately gentle footsteps behind him.

Mia secretly observed with her peripheral vision and found that it was the Mediterranean Sea with malicious intentions.

She squeezed Dio's hand and told him to be careful.

Dio also pinched her, then looked at the map, pretending to turn casually, and walked towards a deserted alley.

Seeing this, Mediterranean paused for a moment and then followed.

The alley was a dead end and it didn't take long to reach the end.

Mediterranean sneered, and the curve of his mouth was full of malice: "Give up, there is no way ahead."

Mia and Dio stood there, as if they were petrified.

With a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes, Mediterranean took out his knife and approached slowly like a cat teasing a mouse.

When the Mediterranean Sea was only five meters away from them.

Mia moved.

Taking the iron rod she brought, she turned around and rushed towards the Mediterranean Sea, as agile and swift as a bird flying across the sky.

call--

The iron rod cut through the air, reflected cold light under the lantern, and hit Mediterranean's knees.

boom!

Mediterranean's face turned pale, and before he could react, he fell to the ground under Mia's surprise attack.

Mia took advantage of the victory and pursued him, hitting him with "bang bang" sticks all over the ground and making him unable to get up. At the same time, he blocked his mouth with a rag.

Looking at the moaning enemy lying on the ground, Dio stepped forward, stepped on his fingers, and crushed them hard.

With their fingers connected to their hearts, Dio used a lot of force, making Mediterranean tremble in pain.

It wasn't until Mediterranean's eyes were pleading and tears were streaming down his face that Dio let go of his feet and Shi Shiran took out the map.

"Sir, please show us the way."

The boy's soft and clean voice sounded like a devil's whisper in the Mediterranean. He nodded hurriedly and diligently helped Dio modify the map.

It didn't take long for Mia and Dio to set off again with the correct map with the help of kind people.

And because of this experience, this kind man did not dare to rob Chapo for two and a half years.

After walking for a while, the two stopped in front of a Chinese-style building.

It is a shop owned by an Oriental merchant. It has a plaque with traditional Chinese characters and a hanging roof made of tiles. It is a bit like a Chinese medicine shop in a Republican drama.

Dio took a step forward and wanted to open the door, but was pulled behind him by Mia.

crunch--

Mia gently pushed open a crack and carefully looked inside.

The room was full of candles and very bright. There were all kinds of strange utensils on the cabinets, and I didn't know what they contained.

At the back of the room is the shopkeeper standing in front of the counter. He is about forty years old, wearing a Tang suit and has two long, thin beards like rat whiskers.

Mia observed it and found that there was nothing suspicious, then she opened the door completely and walked in with Dio.

The shopkeeper lazily raised his head and glanced at them without any change in his eyes. It seems that their suspicious appearance is not new to the shop owners.

Dio walked up to the shop owner, lowered his voice, and tried to change his tone: "Blood evil powder, one pack."

The shop owner had no expression on his face, took out a small paper bag from his sleeve, placed it on the counter, and pushed it over.

Dio opened the bag with coins and threw it on the counter, took the paper bag, turned around, and was about to leave.

The inertia of turning around caused the hood to float up a little, revealing the three moles on Dior's left ear. They are arranged diagonally on the earlobes and are not very conspicuous.

A trace of surprise flashed across his face, and the shopkeeper spoke up to break the silent transaction.

He pointed to Dior's left ear: "Your ear has some interesting moles."

Hearing this, Mia was wary of the shopkeeper and moved her eyes to Dior's left ear.

Dior's moles were there since she was born. Sometimes she would touch them because of her poor hands, but they seemed to be very ticklish and Dior wouldn't let her touch them every time.

The shopkeeper stood up straight and said with great interest: "Divination is popular in my country. I also saw someone there with a mole like yours. His life was full of troubles and he lived to be 183 years old."

Mia looked at Dio, wondering whether she should accept this nagging words.

Dio thought for a while, shook his head slightly, and pulled Mia's clothes to take her out.

The shop owner chuckled: "It's just an ordinary divination, don't mind."

crunch--

Dio opened the door and led Mia into the darkness.

Behind him, the shopkeeper's advice came.

"Although I don't know who you are going to give those medicines to, I hope this is the last time you do this."

boom.

The store door closed, and Mia and Dio returned to the dark and cold street.

Mia held Dior's hand and teased: "Sometimes your appearance is quite clever. Dior, you might be successful and live a long life."

Dio held Mia's warm little hand tightly and led her home according to the map in his mind: "I don't believe in fate. People create their own future."

Their trip home was uneventful.

Until, it was almost time to leave Ghoul Street.

A group of hooligans rushed out from the corner and happened to encounter Mia and Dio.

"Stop!"

The gangster boss with a beard took out a revolver, pointed it at them, and asked loudly.

"What is your relationship with Spitwagen?!"