[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

The sound of flipping through the papers echoed in the silent warehouse, reaching the ears of those kneeling on the ground, as if the heart had been cut bit by bit by thin and sharp paper.

Under the dim light, the woman stepped on the rickety chair with one foot, turned over the documents on her knee with one hand, and grabbed the hair of the kneeling guy with the other hand.

"How can you find these things?"

The voice was full of sarcasm, and as she spoke, her hands tightened a little, and the guy couldn't help but groan.

After turning over the last page, Diablo casually threw the document into a greasy bucket beside him.

The lighter ignited the cigarette she held in her mouth, and after being thrown into the barrel by the owner, it completed its mission in life.

The face that was originally dim and invisible was illuminated by the fire, not only hers, but also the terrified face of the other party.

"Don't worry, your few mice who slipped away will go back to accompany you soon."

Blood splashed onto her face along with the words, Diablo raised his hand to wipe it away.

"Oh! Boss..." Without the support of the other party, the man fell to the ground weakly, and he only had time to spit out this word before he died completely.

There seem to be more and more people in the organization who are ready to move... Diablo blew out smoke rings, turned and left.

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"Huh?! Aren't we the assassination team? Why did the boss entrust us with the task of disposing of the corpse?!" Jiaqiu yelled dissatisfiedly looking at the email in the computer.

"Gaqiu, calm down." Risut over there said.

This is indeed very strange. After all, they never take the initiative to dispose of corpses when they kill people. Even if necessary, they are done by lower-level subordinates, and...

Or the email sent by the boss himself.

"No matter what the boss is thinking, complete the task first." Risut looked at someone who was teasing the cat, "Hormaggio, you and Illuso, your abilities are more suitable."

"I can't help it..." Holmaggio complained, pushed the cat aside, and stood up helplessly.

"Tsk, I'm going to form a team with him again." Iluso curled his lips and tied up the remaining braids.

Although the two complained, their mobility was not bad. Watching the two leave, Risut was thoughtful.

"Risut, what do you think boss means?" Proxiet was also thinking.

Rarely, Risut shook his head with a serious expression.

"Brother, is there any danger..." Bessie who was sitting next to Proxieter whispered worriedly.

"Don't be crowed, what's the danger in disposing of some corpses!" Proxiet glared at him, and Bessie's words were too easy to make them think too much.

"Don't guess randomly, the distance is not very far, you will know when they come back."

As Risut said, they came back before dark. They didn't have any injuries or signs of fighting, but their faces were extremely ugly.

"What kind of beating expression do you guys have?" Jiaqiu, who was going to the toilet, just bumped into the two of them coming back when he opened the door.

When he shouted in such a loud voice, the people behind heard it and looked over quickly.

"How about the mission?" Risut looked at them and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"...It's just an ordinary cleaning of the corpse." Iluso walked into the door and choked out such a sentence.

"What, that's really boring." Jiaqiu, who thought there was something important to do and stopped, rolled his eyes, turned around and was about to go out.

"Hormaggio, you should have something to say." Just by looking at the expression, I knew something was wrong.

As soon as Holmaggio entered the door, his cat couldn't wait to jump into his arms. The fluffy feel made him feel better. "It's true that the corpse is disposed of, but it's not that simple..."

"Gaccio, close the door." Risut motioned.

After debating for a while whether to continue listening or go to the toilet, Jiaqiu closed the door from the inside, "Speak quickly, and finish in one breath."

"Those corpses... are from Gazola's team."

What Holmaggio said made Risut frowned. Did he deal with the corpses of people inside the organization?

"How should I put it, even their closest people may not be able to recognize it..." Iluso couldn't help but speak while sitting on the sofa, but the coffee that Meloni pushed in front of him couldn't drink at all, " But only their captain's body is relatively complete."

If it weren't for the need to report, he wouldn't want to recall that scene at all.

The first thing they went to deal with was Gazola's body, but it was just ordinary signs of fighting plus fatal injuries... No, it was more like a one-sided beating than a fight.

Although I don't know Gazola's stand-in ability, it's too unbelievable that he doesn't have any resistance ability at all.

According to their experience, these scars were all caused during their lifetime, and the contents in the oil barrel seemed to have been burnt. It didn't take long, and Gazola's death time was about the same.

It shows that the person who did it has talked with Gazola, and the suppression is extremely strong.

These are nothing, the focus is on the other side - the members of Gazola's team.

The mutilation of limbs and internal organs has become the norm. Holmaggio and Iruso are sure that the person who did it is a pervert who loves to kill. Even people like them who lick blood with the tip of their knives will be horrified when they see it.

"...I've heard of it." Just as everyone was silent after listening to their description, Gerald, who was sitting on the side, spoke with a disturbed expression.

"Gazola... is secretly investigating the identity of the boss..."

"What?!" Everyone was shocked, finally knowing why their team died so badly.

Sensing Gerrard's emotions beside him, Solby hugged him a little tighter.

In fact, it’s not just what Gerald said. Gazola once hinted that he invited the two of them. Many people know that Solbey loves money. In the case of the assassination team, it’s normal for Solbey to be a little cautious, while Gerald De is stuck with him again.

"I heard?" Risut stared at Gerald, and he could see through his mind at a glance, "Is it that simple?"

"Captain..." Gerald looked away, not daring to look directly at him.

"Captain, let me tell you." Sorbey sighed. "A week ago, Gazola found me and lured me with money to help him investigate the boss, but I didn't directly agree at that time."

"After all, no one has been able to find out the true face of the boss for so many years, you still want to wait and see the situation first... Is that what you think?" Proxiet said breaking his mind.

"what……"

Risut closed his eyes. He now understood the purpose of the boss's assassination team to dispose of the corpses - to make an example of others.

If Sorbey had agreed then, he would only be able to see their corpses now... No, maybe the corpses are incomplete.

But even if they didn't agree, it doesn't mean they didn't have the intention, so the boss used this trick, no matter whether his members were shocked or not, at least he, Risut, would say 'no boss investigation' for their lives The command.

I want to think about it, but actually doing it is another matter. If they don't do it, the boss won't attack them.

They are outlaws, and where they congregate is home.

At least, before the boss made the most ruthless move, as the captain, he had the duty to keep his subordinates alive.

"Dia..." Even though he gave such an order, Risut still thought about it from time to time, and even lost his mind when doing things.

Calling the people under him by their names, Risut thought, what would he do if one day the boss really didn't need them and did something he couldn't forgive?

Betrayal?This road is very difficult to walk, and it will take the lives of many people he values.

"Oh!..." There was a pain on his lips, and he lowered his head to meet the dissatisfied expression of the woman's frowning.

"Thinking of other women in front of me?" Diablo ran his fingers through Risut's hair, squinting his eyes to lick off the blood oozing from Risut's lips.

"Sorry, I...just thinking about work." Risut subconsciously licked his lips, apologetically.

"I didn't accuse you." Diablo ignored his explanation, "You can think about women in front of me, and think about anything."

She moved her hand to Risut's face, and her fingertips brushed the other's long eyelashes intentionally or unintentionally, making him half-closed his eyelids, like a well-behaved pet.

"However, it's another thing to think about it and actually do it..."

Hearing such a sentence from the opponent's mouth, Risut's eyes widened. He was a little dazed, and the hands that were originally on both sides of the opponent's head turned to hold the opponent's face.

Diablo parted his lips slightly in surprise, somewhat puzzled by Risut's actions.

Risut watched Diablo for a long time, and only recovered when the other party caused (harmony——————).

"Sorry, I was thinking too much..." I seemed to be a little sensitive, how could Diya be metaphorizing something.

"I still say what I said just now." Diablo pulled Risut's head and kissed him on the lips.

"Well, I know." He also kissed back, "I only have you as a woman."

Diablo smiled lightly, really honest.

"Can I...can I ask for a reward?" Risut buried his head in the crook of her neck, and the hair brushed her a little itchy.

"certainly……"

The author has something to say:

I voted in the group before, whether the assassination team is cruel or sweet.

11 votes for abuse, 17 votes for sweetness, an overwhelming victory.

So let's be sweet.

The proprietress is the sponsor of the captain, so the money is not less, and the salary is good.

In this chapter, I wrote about Segoni, hey Yazi!

One day there may be an episode of abuse of the IF line (?)

Great review, let me pass it QAQ