Hero Tomie

"You are so beautiful." The young man sitting opposite looked at Fu Jiang without blinking and said, his tone was very sincere but people couldn't feel a trace of credibility, probably because of the twinkle in those violet eyes. The light is too cunning. "Want to eat?" The young man brought the snacks in front of Fu Jiang.

"No thanks." Fu Jiang politely refused, and the other party withdrew his hand impolitely, grabbed a handful of marshmallows and stuffed them into his mouth, his cheeks on both sides were bulging, and he chewed like a hamster .

The young man chewed for a long time before swallowing with difficulty. After drinking half a bottle of water, he let out a breath of relief and poured the remaining half bag of marshmallows into his mouth with a smile.

Fu Jiang suspects that he is going to choke himself to death with marshmallows.

After more than half of the snacks on the table were settled, the young man slowed down his eating speed, and talked to Fu Jiang again: "Little friend, are you going to Sicily?"

Fu Jiang was stunned by the name of the child, and his thinking stopped for a few seconds before he realized that what he was using now was not the body of an adult priest, but his own body of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. It is not impossible to call a child.

"No, I'm going to Campania." Fu Jiang flipped through the tourist map randomly drawn at the station, "You can speak Japanese well."

"Really? My roommate in college is Japanese, and my name is Bai Lan." Probably having found something in common, the young man said his name generously, squinted his eyes with a smile, and the air was full of sweetness.

"Fu Jiang."

"Fu Jiang?" The young Bai Lan repeated the name, and he read the ordinary name with a touch of exoticism, "It's a nice name, as beautiful as yours."

"I think so too." Fu Jiang nodded with a reserved smile.

Bai Lan froze for a moment, then burst out laughing, slapping the table like a child, attracting the attention of a group of people around, "You are so interesting, I like you a little bit. Do you want to go to Sicily with me? "

"Sorry, I have other things, and Sicily..." Fu Jiang saw the purple inverted crown tattoo on Bailan's cheek, and immediately thought of the beautiful legend of Sicily, Italy.

"It's not that exaggerated. The Mafia in Italy is actually very low-key. It's not everywhere on the streets like you foreigners think. If a country is too famous for something, it will become an inherent impression. For example, Japanese sushi and □□, when I went to Japan with Xiaozheng during my college vacation, I thought the Japanese would eat sushi for every meal.”

Prynne was an interesting man, one who was comfortable talking to, and the tedious journey on the train from Rome to Naples was quickly over.

"Naples? So you are going to come here, so be careful," Bai Lan said to Fu Jiang who was about to get off the car, "Naples is as famous for its chaos as its tourist attractions." Bai Lan lifted the curtain of the car and looked out , Turned his head and said to Fu Jiang with a smile: "Why don't I accompany Fu Jiang to play in Naples for two days. How about Fu Jiang going to Sicily with me after the end? Don't worry, your safety will be guaranteed."

"No, thank you for your kindness, I am not in Naples for tourism." Fu Jiang got up and was about to leave.

"Oh, that's such a pity. It's rare to meet someone I like very much. I really want to take Fu Jiang's big bag away." The violet eyes are full of regret, "Can you accept my last gift?"

Bai Lan spread out her palm, a white flame was burning in his palm, reflected in his purple pupils, shining beautifully.Bai Lan blew lightly on the palm of her hand, and the white flame floated up, and flew to Fu Jiang's eyes, wanting to stick his face intimately.

"Catch it, don't be afraid." Bai Lan said encouragingly, the bright white flame grew bigger little by little, Fu Jiang finally reached out to touch it, the flame suddenly burst into flames, and rushed into his palm.

Bang!

After a slight cracking sound, the bright white flame turned into a white rose in Fu Jiang's hands. The delicate petals were still stained with crystal drops of water. The palm was pricked by a small thorn on the branch, and a small rose appeared blood beads.

"Thank you for the flowers, I wish you a pleasant journey ahead." Fu Jiang nodded slightly to Bai Lan with the flowers, turned around and got out of the car.

After Fu Jiang left, new passengers soon took his place, a young man with long green curly hair and a little girl with aqua blue hair, all wearing long black trench coats.

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the surrounding passengers. They got up quietly and tried not to make any movement. They changed seats silently, stayed away from this area, and some even left the carriage. This train was soon empty.

Most of the mafia in Italy are very low-key. They are no different from ordinary people on the streets. Some even have a serious job. If they don’t suddenly pull out their guns, no one will know that they are gangsters.

However, there are exceptions, that is, those big families that have lasted for several generations, and their influence is so intricate that even ordinary people have heard of them.Such a family no longer needs to be low-key, and they all dress uniformly when they travel, so that people can recognize them at a glance.

"Master Bai Lan, the snacks are back." Kikyo put a bunch of snacks in his arms on the small table, Bai Lan took a pack and tore it open, grabbed a handful of marshmallows and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Jikyo, did you notice a particularly beautiful person when you came here?" Bai Lan looked out of the car window and saw the back of the child at a glance. It was so eye-catching that even in a bustling station, he could be found at a glance.

Kikyo recalled it for a while, shook his head and replied, "No."

"Where is there a particularly beautiful person? Lily of the valley didn't see it at all."

"It's Tomie Kawakami." Bai Lan said sweetly, "The age is also suitable, seventeen or eighteen years old, and she is very beautiful."

Lily of the valley and Kikyo froze.

"Tomi Kawakami?" Kikyo said the name tremblingly, "Is it really her?"

Ling Lan wrapped her windbreaker tightly, "Why? Since Bai Lan found her, why didn't she kill her? Are you also bewitched by her, Bai Lan?"

"Well, it's a bit strange. The Tomie Kawakami I met just now is a boy. No wonder we haven't found it after searching for so long, because men were excluded from the beginning." Bai Lan watched as Tomie disappeared at the exit "It's even more beautiful than Fu Jiang in my future memory, but none of the people in the car were affected. Most importantly, he is not afraid of flames at all."

"Perhaps something happened in the future made him look like the future, but no matter what, since we found him now, why doesn't Lord Bailan end the trouble forever?" Kikyo, who has accepted the memory of the future, has a deep fear of Tomie Kawakami , even hearing the name shudders.

"How could you let me do this kind of thing alone?" Bai Lan complained wrongedly to Kikyo, "Tomie Kawakami is so scary!"

Faced with Master Bai Lan's sudden desire to perform, Kikyo calmly grasped the point of Master Bai Lan's words: "Are you going to tell Pengo Lie?"

"I just found a Japanese who is suspected to be Kawakami Tomie. What is the specific situation, I still need Peng Gelie to investigate. After all, Kawakami Tomie broke out from Japan in the first place. Peng Gelie Judai is still studying in Japan now, right? Let Vengley handle this matter."

"I see, I'll inform Pengo Li immediately."

The train began to move forward slowly, the iron stop sign slipped through the window, and the words Naples were stained with copper rust.

"Naples," Bai Lan propped his chin with one hand, and stuffed marshmallows into his mouth one by one, "The boss of the organization 'Love' attached to Vengley seems to be from Naples, right?"

"Master Bailan, it's 'enthusiasm'," Kikyo corrected Master Bailan's mistake, "This organization is very mysterious. In the early days, almost no one knew who its boss was, and it developed very quickly. In the future, Mirufiore and Pengo Li After the war started, the enthusiastic boss Giorno officially sided with Vengley, it is said that he has Japanese blood and was born in Naples."

"It's enthusiasm, did I remember correctly?" Bai Lan said casually.

"Do you want to prepare in advance? Lord Bailan." Kikyo asked intimately, "I am enough."

"Ah! Lily of the Valley is going too!"

"No, that future has been abandoned, and it would be boring to trouble him again. And little Youni is already waiting for us in Sicily, so we can't keep the cute little princess waiting too long." Bai Lan licked one by one. She pointed her fingers, the soft tip of her tongue hooked away the remaining icing sugar between her fingers, and her violet eyes shone with joy.

"Do you need a taxi? You will only be charged 20 lire to the city center." A young man with blond hair stepped forward to ask. The neckline of the purple dress was unique, forming a heart shape, revealing two muscular chest muscles. "If you rent out the platform, you have to wait in line for at least an hour." The black car youth soliciting passengers kindly reminded.

Fu Jiang glanced at the long queue of taxi stands, and then at the black car of the blond young man.

"Well, I just happened to be going home on the way. It's cheaper for you, and I'll charge you 18 lire." Seeing the wavering in the other party's eyes, the blond young man lowered the price in a timely manner. "Of course, if you want to go shopping in Naples, it's best to find a local as a tour guide. If you charter a car, I can give you a lower price."

At first glance, he is a person who is very good at doing business.

At this time, a low-key luxury car rushed to the side of the road, came to a beautiful flick and stopped, after the door opened, the driver in a black suit and sunglasses got out of the car, looked at the photos on the phone, and quickly locked on the target .

"Hello, Mr. Kawakami, I am your exclusive driver in Naples. I will serve you for all your itineraries in Naples." The rough driver said formulaically, without much respect for the guests on his face. You have booked the hotel, please get in the car, and I will carry your luggage for you."

From the car to the driver, there was an air of don't mess with me. The driver gave a contemptuous look at the young man driving the black car, and was about to pick up the suitcase in Fu Jiang's hand.

"I don't remember ever ordering this service."

Before Fu Jiang was puzzled for too long, Atobe's phone call came. As soon as the exclusive ringtone that the young master forcibly set for Fu Jiang's mobile phone rang, he understood.

Sure enough, after the call was connected, Master Atobe severely criticized Tomie's unorganized and undisciplined behavior of leaving the team by sending a text message, and expressed deep concern about his unprepared going to Naples alone. The law and order situation is very distrustful.

"The car service I booked for you, don't just get into other people's cars. Robbery and theft often happen in that place, and it's not peaceful. If you have anything to say, you can tell the driver that his company is a chain in Italy, and he can only help if you pay. You do a lot of things." Atobe said meaningfully.

Fu Jiang understands that if he can open a chain of business in Italy, he is afraid that there is some shadow of Italian native products behind him, and he has information on the manpower. Master Atobe also generously gave him a large deposit. Deduct money from the deposit.

It feels like being taken care of by the young master.

"Mr. Kawakami, please." The driver has already put Tomie's salute into the trunk.

Fu Jiang gave the black car brother an apologetic look, and the blond young man was not angry at being robbed of his business, but returned a kind smile.

"Huh? What?!" The driver, who was about to start the car, was suddenly surprised in a low voice. He lowered his head and opened his chest pocket. Two butterflies flew out of the pocket, flapped their wings a few times in the car, and followed the car. flew out.

The driver was only surprised for a moment, and then skillfully told the beautiful legend about butterflies in Naples while starting the car.

Fu Jiang used the rearview mirror to watch the two butterflies entwined and danced around each other, and finally landed on the shoulder of the black car boy, turning into two banknotes between his fingers.

"...So this kind of butterfly that suddenly flies out of people's clothes will bring people good luck."

Fu Jiang thought to himself that the Neapolitans are really strange. Would it be considered good luck if money was stolen?

The car circled the town for half a circle along the coastal road, and the warm sea breeze brought the chirping of black-tailed gulls. The blue sea seemed to glisten in the sun, and there were patches of colorful buildings along the street, full of exotic flavor.As a famous tourist town in Italy, Naples has a beautiful scenery.

Master Atobe is rich and powerful, and the service he ordered is the most luxurious. Those who can be in charge of this luxurious package have achieved the ultimate in observing words and demeanor.The driver quickly saw that the passengers in the back seat didn't like to talk, so he stopped the introduction of Naples, shut his mouth and switched to melodious music.

Mr. Driver’s professionalism is admirable. Even if he found that his money was missing, he didn’t panic. He didn’t start looking for his pockets until the elevator door was closed after the guests were sent to the elevator.

Tomie did not disappoint Master Atobe's kindness. He borrowed the hotel's printer to print out the photo sent by Jotaro Kujo and handed it to Mr. Driver.

"Originally named Shiobana Haruno, her mother is Japanese, and she came to Naples after her mother married an Italian."

"I understand," the driver who was holding the photo said seriously, "We will find him and get rid of him. Do we need to bring back a part of him for you to see?" A finger precisely landed on the black in the photo Between the eyebrows of the teenager.

It took Fu Jiang a few seconds to understand the meaning of Mr. Driver, "No, you misunderstood, this is a friend of mine when I was young, we lost contact after he came to Italy, I just came this time to find him."

"Oh, that's right, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's a professional habit." Mr. Driver smiled.

Fu Jiang was expressionless, Italian souvenirs were everywhere, and he didn't want to know what the driver's other job was.

"Don't worry, we will find him for you as soon as possible. During the waiting time, please allow me to show you around Naples."

Fu Jiang refused, he didn't like being followed, so he asked the driver to rent a bicycle for him to tour Naples by bicycle.

"Please pay attention to safety. The scenery of Naples is the streets under the sun. Please try to avoid turning into dark alleys. Every city has its own dark side," Mr. Driver shrugged, "I don't know if you can understand. I I have prepared a cycling travel strategy for Mr. Kawakami, I have greeted all the shops on the route, and I will definitely let you have a good time.”

"Of course, if you encounter danger, please call me in time. Although this is not Gabrielone's territory, small things can still be resolved."

Fu Jiang thanked him, and didn't want to know what Gabrielone was, so he slid out with the wind as soon as he got on his bicycle.

Except for a few main roads in Naples that are paved with asphalt, the other streets are covered with small tiles, which have an old luster after being trampled countless times.The rich Mediterranean style is the main content to attract tourists.

Mr. Driver's worries are not superfluous, the chaotic side of this town is hidden in the dimly lit alleys.Even in the sunny streets, robbery, theft and fights happen from time to time.Many of them are aimed at tourists, but the locals are used to watching them coldly, and even the police are lazy and perfunctory when facing the victims.

Fu Jiang also encountered two gangs with malicious intentions. One gang tried to stop a car and rob, and the other tried to touch porcelain with a poor-quality glass product. This day's trip to Naples is quite satisfactory.

It would have been perfect if he hadn't chosen that coffee shop as a resting place.

"Thirteen times twelve, such a simple math problem, why did you figure out the answer of 25!!" The man in green at the next table angrily smashed a child's head on the table, and the strawberry cake on the table was mushy The black-haired child looked on. "Are you an idiot?!! This is multiplication not addition, why do you do it wrong?!"

Everyone around laughed, as if they were familiar with this scene, and the owner of the coffee shop started to prepare new coffee and snacks with a smile.

"Don't call me an idiot!" The black-haired boy who was pressed on the table held the fork tightly and pressed it to the throat of the man in green, "How do I know why I was wrong?!"

Fu Jiang, who has the same trouble, agrees very much with the words of the black-haired boy. If he knows why he made a mistake, he will not make a mistake.

This is a kind of deep confusion. If you look at the topic more than once, you will feel powerless. You just want to fill in the blank space. As for the result, I will leave it to others to judge.

This scene is similar to Atobu's tutoring for himself.

The only difference is that even if the Eldest Young Master is mad with anger, at most he will only smack his tongue, and will not actually do anything.Fortunately, the final exam is over, and the matter of studying has nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, even the coffee in his hand is extraordinarily fragrant.

The mathematics war at the next table continued to escalate. The master and the scum fought, one from the knife and the other from the fork. He overturned the table when he saw blood, and the cup jingled and shattered.The crumbled cake also flew out and landed on the peppermint ice cream that Fu Jiang only took a bite of, and a large piece of light green cream splashed on his neckline.

No calamity.

Fu Jiang just wanted to say to that teacher, why bother?Aren't you tired of torturing each other over a math problem?Let go of the other party and let go of yourself.

Fortunately, the younger sister who pushed the door and came in stopped the battle that showed signs of expansion in time, and politely apologized to Fu Jiang, pressed the black-haired boy's head to apologize to him, and compensated him for a new ice cream and laundry fees.

"Ah! That's the last peppermint ice cream!" The black-haired boy realized belatedly, howling in pain, his face covered with white cream looked funny, "Buggarati! Why should you pay him the mint ice cream?" Ah! That's mine! The boss said he would keep it for me!"

"Naranja." The young man with two hairpins called the black-haired boy seriously.

The black-haired boy deflated lifelessly like a punctured balloon.

Out of the friendship of fellow students, Fu Jiang gave the black-haired boy the mint ice cream in his hand, and did not accept the laundry fee.The black-haired boy jumped up happily, bit down half of an ice cream ball, happily praised Fu Jiang as a good person, and even boasted that if Fu Jiang was in trouble in Naples, he would definitely help solve it.

When they left the cafe, the two who had just had a big fight sat together intimately again, Xueba patiently taught the scumbag how to count thirteen times twelve, it was really a teacher-student relationship.

This city has a dark side as well as a bright side, such as the children who persist in studying in the coffee shop on Sunday, and the good young people who will apologize seriously. They are the sunny side of Naples.

What an interesting city.

Mr. Driver lived up to Gabrielone, a family name that sounds awesome, and sent the materials the day after Fu Jiang arrived in Naples.

Fu Jiang looked for that address, knocked on the door, and looked at the blond black-car boy whom he had seen outside the station.

"Xihua Hatsuruno?" Fu Jiang looked at the photo and then at the person in front of him, the first thing he questioned was not the drastically changed hairstyle, "15 years old?"

15 years old, should have just entered high school in China, three years younger than myself who is still traveling after high school graduation.

But this overly mature face made him uncertain, is it really the person Kujo Jotaro is looking for?But take a closer look, although the hair color is different, but the appearance is the same, "Are you Xihua Haruno?"

"That's the name I used when I was in Japan. May I ask you what's the matter?" Brother Heiche... no, it should be said that he is a young boy now, with one eye vigilantly peeking out from the crack of the door, "It is not convenient for my family to let you in now." When people come in, you can talk directly if you have anything to say."

"That's right, your blood-related great-grandson asked me to bring back some of your body tissue." Fu Jiang frowned slightly. Is this the right name?The chaotic seniority of Joestar's family is really a headache.

Sure enough, the 15-year-old black car kid who became someone else's great-grandfather showed a puzzled look, "Great-grandson?"

Fu Jiang saw the question 'Are you sick' from the eye in the crack of the door.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-2100:26:39~2019-12-2223:59:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 at the beginning;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Baiye Shengge; 5 bottles of drunk red dust; 1 bottle of Baicao Qianfen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!