[Comprehensive] My marriage partner changed again after rebirth

According to the area where Bugarati called me at that time, it can be found out that they were in Venice at the time... But it seems that the scale of the hunt is relatively small. After all, there are no major accidents near Venice, and the casualties of individual fights are as high as one. It's too difficult to check...

I did try to check something from the death list of the organization Enthusiasm, but considering the problem of information lag, there is still no reference.

The only consolation is that so far there has not been any news of the death of Bugarati's team, but other people in this organization have successively confirmed their deaths.

If it was to avoid pursuit...then definitely wouldn't use a way of advancing that would reveal his own information.Driving is definitely the safest way, but the speed will affect it... On the train, the action is not easy to carry out, and it is easy to implicate innocent people. It is not Bugarati's style... The same is true for the plane... Ah, no , There is also the option of a private jet.

After the scope of the investigation was expanded, it was even more difficult to investigate. Before I found any useful information on the traffic route, I found a key piece of information-the large-scale vicious infection that occurred in Rome the day before yesterday.

There was no reason, and the casualties were heavy.

And the ending is also very inexplicable.

This made me vigilant all of a sudden, and I began to list this incident as a key concern.

And that pattern of casualties... doesn't seem to be explained by science, at least I don't think the world's medical technology level can make such a freely retractable virus.

So... It is likely to be the special ability of a single person.

Is it the [substitute ability] that Jousuke and the others mentioned?

"Hmm...it looks quite troublesome." I drew the route on the map, shook the pen with a distressed expression, and muttered, "In this way... the final destination is Rome, right?"

But how to connect with them... If you reveal your identity without authorization, it will easily add to the chaos... Tsk, you should continue to investigate after narrowing the scope!

I took another sip of coffee, yawned, put down the cup and stretched my waist: "Damn it will make the efficiency lower... Go sleep for two hours and continue to work."

Anyway, now I have a general direction, as long as I think of a safe way, I think we can hit the head.

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But I really didn't think that I was not the one looking for someone, but the one who was found.

Or while going to a restaurant to observe the situation on a routine basis.

The restaurant was much quieter than before, which made me a little suspicious, but when I looked closer, there were hardly any customers.

My first reaction was that there was something wrong, but when I saw an acquaintance through the window, I was stunned for a moment, then rushed in, and yelled at the person in surprise, "Mista?"

"Ge, Miss Gloria..." Mista was stunned for a moment, and then cried out in a fuss, "Your hair—"

"Ah." I raised my hand and stroked my hair, "Well... After all, I also knew that it was a little dangerous when I came here at the beginning, so I changed it to black, which is a one-time hair dye. Is it strange?"

Mista laughed twice, obviously out of shape and "No! It suits you very well!"

Mista's overall attitude was a bit wrong, and my heart began to sink gradually.

After the other party finally couldn't maintain his smile, I asked, "Where's Bugarati?"

Mista remained silent and opened his mouth without making a sound.

I also slowly recovered from the initial daze, and realized what only Mista represented in this matter.

Logically speaking, if their matter is resolved, it should be Bugarati who came.If Bugarati can't come, and Fugo also acts alone, it should also be Nalanga, or Apache.At least one of them has a good relationship with me, and the other is more familiar with me and is better at speaking harshly to me.

It shouldn't be Mista, who I haven't known for long and is not good at conveying bad news.

"...Since Bucciarati is not here, what about the others?" I asked a knowing question.

Mista fell silent, showing a somewhat unbearable expression.

I looked at the other party's panicked appearance, but laughed out loud.

"...Miss Gloria?" The other party looked at me cautiously, "Are you okay?"

"It's nothing..." I raised my hand and rubbed my hair, still maintaining a smile, "I just think...you're right."

Mista didn't understand: "What?"

"Sure enough, it's unlucky." I sighed, trying to make a joke in a pretendingly relaxed tone, "The number four."

At this time, Mista did not follow suit as usual, but turned his face away.

"Why did you come here to find me?" I asked, "Ah, did I appear here to cause trouble for you?"

"No!" Mista finally responded again, as if eager to explain to me: "Miss Gloria..."

"Mista, let me talk about it." A strange voice sounded, and I turned my head to look at the source of the sound.

I haven't seen the boy standing in front of me before, even if I looked at the photos in advance, I almost didn't recognize him. After changing his hairstyle, the difference in people is really big.

He has a unique blonde hair, and the open-chested style of his clothes gave me a rare sense of familiarity. A pair of green eyes are clear and firm, and there is a ladybug badge on his chest that looks like his unique beauty.

The reason why he has a unique hairstyle... mainly refers to his bangs.He tucked his bangs into three side-by-side clumps, like donuts.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion and timing, I still kind of want to go up and ask the other party how to achieve the stereotype.

But now his hairstyle is not the point, the lily in his hand is.

After he finished saying that, Mista backed away sideways, with a vague attitude of respecting him, which made me stare sideways.

It seems that during my absence, more and more complicated things happened than I imagined.

"I met Fuge before. Although I asked, he didn't tell me exactly why you were hunted down... But now it seems that you don't have any worries about being hunted down, right?" I asked, my eyes fell on Mista, "Has the matter been resolved?"

"It has been completely resolved." The donut boy in front of him answered, "Miss Gloria, you don't have to worry, it's safe now."

"Don't talk about things like safety, boy." I laughed, and my eyes fell on the bouquet in his hand. "After all, people never know when accidents will come."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Mista seemed to be unable to bear such an atmosphere. When I looked at him again and met his gaze and asked if I could talk to this boy alone, he almost avoided me under my gaze. Walk at the door: "Okay! I'll go and guard the door!"

"Miss Gloria, do you have any questions?" Donut Boy asked.

"I originally wanted to ask you what's going on...but now I feel that it doesn't matter if I don't know." I raised my hand and stroked the broken hair by my ear, showing a helpless smile, "After all...if Knowing exactly what happened, I would have regretted it if I could have been a part of it. Regret is the most useless emotion I hate."

"Feel sorry."

"Why do you need to apologize? You didn't do anything wrong, did you?"

"But at this time, I need to apologize."

"..." I stared at the other party for a moment, hesitated, and asked, "Are you a cadre now?"

"No." Donut Boy said calmly, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "Now I am the boss of the organization."

Me: "..." Very well, the only solution to being hunted down is to kill the boss and replace him.It's Mafia.

"Giorno, you're only 15 years old, right? You really can't see it, but you're really amazing... Ah, by the way, do I need to call you BOSS?"

"I don't think this name is very good, you can just call me JOJO." Donut boy said, took a few steps forward, stood in front of me, and handed me the bouquet of lilies in his hand, with a tone of It is not like the calmness of a teenager, "Sorry, sorry."

I stared at the lily in the opponent's hand for a while, then raised my head to stare at the opponent, and slowly called out a name: "Xihua Haruno."

The other party was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't show any anger, but nodded to me after he came back to his senses: "Yeah."

"It seems that the information I checked is correct, and there is no change in the middle." I nodded, and after a moment of silence, I said, "You remind me of someone."

Giorno Giobana was taken aback for a moment, and at this moment he finally looked like a boy.

"That's all in the past... You have a similar feeling to him, so I think you should be a good boss." I reached out to take the bouquet, "Then...JOJO, excuse me for asking more, Of course, you can also choose not to answer... What do you want to do after becoming a BOSS?"

Giorno Giobana didn't mean to be perfunctory, and replied seriously: "First of all, all the drug routes of the organization will be banned."

I couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then I couldn't help laughing, my eyes softened a lot.

It is so...

Not only that, but suddenly there is a feeling of inheritance.

"Very good." I picked up the bouquet of lilies, took off the ring on my left hand and put it on the stamen of one of the lilies, and handed the flowers back to him, "I don't need this, please help me." Shall I hand it over to Bugarati together with the ring? After all, I came here to return this, and now I don’t know where to return it to him.”

Giorno hesitated for a moment, then took the flowers.

"Thank you." I thanked him sincerely, and after a moment of silence, I said, "I have nothing else to ask."

"I still have something to say."

I looked at him with some surprised eyes, blinked and signaled him to continue with my eyes.

"Miss Gloria, we could not have won the final victory without Bugarati. But for his death, I still need to apologize to you." The blond boy said, looking at me with green eyes, "Bugarati Mention that he has something to convey..."

I didn't hear clearly the last words of the young BOSS who called himself JOJO. It should be that when I heard the word [death], my consciousness began to become blurred, my body became stiff uncontrollably, and finally fell into darkness.

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"...Huh?" I opened my eyes, stood up, looked at the scene in front of me, and was stunned for a moment, a little dazed.

Here is... Huh?

I was in a small room that looked like a lounge, which was fine and normal.

It is also normal to have flowers and clothes in the room.

There is also a large floor-to-ceiling mirror, which does not seem to be worth mentioning.

but……

I look at myself in the mirror, and I can see my expression. If my unbelievable stupid look is seen by outsiders, it will definitely ruin my image.

But I can't help being a fool!After all, although the location has changed and the style of the wedding dress is different, it is still a wedding dress!

I remember that I was still talking to that Giorno before... this familiar feeling...

——It's over, I'm afraid my stand-in ability really has something to do with getting married!This substitute ability is really super cumbersome!

- I don't want to get married!Let me be alone forever!I want to be alone!One person dies!

"Miss Gloria, are you ready?" Along with the knock on the door, such a questioning voice sounded.

My first reaction was to pick up my skirt and run away, but thinking about buying time for myself to escape, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, and shouted to the door: "I'm almost there, I'll be here soon... Everyone else is ready Are you ready?"

There was a hesitant voice outside the door, with a bit of worry: "I just came to ask about this... Is Mr. Prosciutt here yet? Do we need to wait? But the time is almost over... Gloria Miss, can you contact Mr. Prosciutto?"

"About this... just wait a little longer." My voice was a little weak, and my heart was quite broken - who are you? !Who is Prosciutto? !

What's going on?Is my stand-in a full-time role for Lalang? !

The author has something to say: If you call JOJO directly and use the velvet from Ziyan... the only thing that Ziyan doesn't think is collapsed is probably the velvet (cheek)

That's right, San Zhoumu is the big brother!Can't think of it! (X)

In the third week, we can see Sister Bu again, are you happy! (you fucking)

PS: I have to go on a business trip!The next week is another week of draft box work!Thanks for the manuscript box! (X)

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When I saved the manuscript here for my friends, some things happened...

Me: I think the hero of my article should be Sister Bu!This is the most rio!

Jiyou: ...Tell me honestly, are you going to shovel hairy?

I:……

Me: You are slandering me!And Furry is not in the stock market at all!

gay friend:…………

Me: ......... I really can't slip this time!And if it's hairy, isn't it the widow line!It is impossible for me to do such a thing!

Friends: In fact, the atmosphere in Italy...

Me: I know!You shut up!Can't!

Jiyou: I didn’t say the text, it’s too sad, please give me an IF line.

Me: Shut up!calm down!He is only 15 years old!He is still a child!

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Thanks to Lu Sui, Iris_Tungtree, lime sugar, dreamsyu for mine