[Comprehensive] Pass me the fire

When I saw Doerr, he was lying dying in the intensive care unit, wrapped up like a freshly baked mummy.

He's missing an arm and a leg, with multiple internal injuries and organ failure, and Varian's crew thought he was dead when they found him, but he still has a weak heartbeat, which he has barely kept up until now.

It happened very suddenly.Dull left Varian alone a day ago, and was found lying in a remote alley in Venice near dusk. He was only breathless when he was found, and what happened in the intervening hours? people know.Even Vongola's top intelligence personnel went to investigate and knew nothing.

However, the most surprising thing is that there are almost no clues left at the scene.There are not many people in this world who can seriously injure Sword Emperor Durr without leaving any traces. If there is, it must be an extremely terrible enemy.

There are really too many enemies for the leader of Vongola's independent assassination force, but this is the first time that he has been severely injured and on the verge of death like this.

I stood outside the intensive care unit, staring at the figure through a thick layer of glass for a long time.

In my impression, Duer has never been so weak, lying motionless on the hospital bed, breathing as if there is nothing, and can only barely maintain his life with some expensive medical equipment. The ward is full of huge, suffocating The silence, like a dead sea tide, drowned him soundlessly.

I politely asked Varian's men if they could hand me Dull's broken sword.

The long sword that he never left his body had been broken into two pitiful pieces, as if he had endured unimaginable pain like the owner of the sword.

Because I have practiced for a long time with Doer, the Varian members who are familiar with me acquiesced that I am a student of Doer, and did not hesitate to face my request, and immediately cut off the two blood-stained pieces The sword was passed to me.

According to them, when Duer was found, the dilapidated broken sword was still firmly grasped in his broken hand, and it took them a lot of effort to get the broken sword out.

The leader of Varian is a man who will never give up his sword in desperate situations, even in life and death.

In the next few days I was not in a hurry to go back to Naples, but stayed at Toure's house.

Although Duer is the leader of the Varian assassination force, he usually does not live in the Varian headquarters. He himself has said countless times that a real Italian must know how to separate work and life-even though I have never seen him work However, he's always playing around with the baby while he's at work — so he has another property in Sicily.

Dull was a bachelor who never brought a woman home overnight, and it was clear from the mess in his house that he had made up his mind to live with his sword for the rest of his life.But I am a well-adapted person, I don't care about these things, I can live even under a dirty bridge hole.

I scoured Doerr's home for any information left over from him.

Although there is no direct evidence, I always feel that his serious injury this time is related to the [Enthusiasm] organization. Duer has been tracking this organization secretly, hoping to find out the whereabouts of his friend by tracking this organization.He said not long ago that he was about to find his friend, and the time difference was a bit too coincidental.

I quickly searched out the information Dole was looking for before, but what I found was only some remnants of information. The important content has been erased verbatim, and the rest is some irrelevant information.However, such deliberate behavior made me more sure of my guess.

Although I didn't get much, I saved all of Toure's intelligence progress and brought it back to Naples.

It was already late at night when we returned to Naples, I took my belongings, jumped onto Giorno’s window sill, and knocked on his window lightly twice.

Seeing that the lights were on but there was no movement, I blinked, stretched out my hand and opened the window, just in time to see Giorno coming out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth and a little white foam on his lips—I I have never seen him look so full of life. After all, in my heart, he has always been a Disney princess (?) who does not need to wash his face and brush his teeth to sleep. I stared at him curiously for a while.

Giorno probably didn't expect to see me at this time and place. He looked at me, was stunned for two seconds, and then quickly returned to the bathroom.

About five seconds later, Giorno came out again, but this time he returned to behave as usual.

Facing the questioning eyes of the other party, I pointed to the open window and said calmly, "I have already knocked on the door, but you ignored me."

"...That's not the question," Giorno asked after a moment of silence, "Why are you here?"

"It's too late now, the dormitory is locked." As I spoke, I jumped into Giorno's room and took a quick look around - the furnishings here are no different from the ones I've seen before. The owner who left the dormitory lived the same life every day, perhaps just regarded it as an ordinary resting place.

I withdrew my gaze, looked at Giorno, and continued: "My window is locked four times, and it is locked from the inside. It would take me three hours to open it myself."

Giorno: "..."

Giorno stared at me quietly, his emerald green jewel-like eyes clearly conveyed the meaning of "why do you do such an unnecessary thing".

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but I interrupted him before he could say anything.

"Giorno," I looked at him carefully, although my slightly raised tone seemed to be asking him specifically, but I was very sure, "Did you kill someone?"

Hearing my question, Giorno neither affirmed nor denied it immediately, but asked me back, with a bit of subtle curiosity in his voice: "Can you see it?"

"You can tell at a glance," I said, tilting my head and carefully examined Giorno from top to bottom, as if looking at a prisoner who voluntarily pleaded guilty and concealed tricks, "although there are no clues or traces. , but the eyes and breath will be different after killing someone. Who did you kill?"

"A person who came to trouble me." Giorno said briefly.

I asked him again: "What about the corpse? How did you deal with it?"

Giorno was slightly taken aback.

Looking at his reaction, I can roughly guess what happened. After an "oh", he said to himself: "Let's think about it, the reason why that person came to trouble you is probably because of the protection fee." Well, you only managed the airport staff at the airport, but you didn't pay the protection fee."

"I have dealt with that gangster at the airport. His name is Luka. Although he is just a low-ranking gangster, he is also a member of the organization. You killed him but did not dispose of the body. It is likely to attract other members of the organization... To deal with students like you, there shouldn't be too many people coming, maybe only one or two, but you are standing here without dying, which means that either you killed them, or..."

Having said that, I paused for a moment, and then said the conclusion I guessed: "You joined the organization, right?"

Giorno: "......"

Giorno looked at me suspiciously that I had taken the script.

"To be honest, I used to think that you were not very smart," Giorno said blankly, a taboo sentence that must never be said to girls, "I was wrong, and I apologize to you."

I frowned, a little unhappy: "Why do you think I'm not smart?"

Giorno replied bluntly, "You are the only one who failed this test."

I:"…………"

I was expressionless: "Giorno, you offended me."

"...As revenge," I said coldly, "I will use your bathroom. I will also occupy your bed."

"Please." Giorno nodded lightly, signaling me to please feel free, with a look of indifference.

I put all my belongings outside, and then went into the bathroom of Giorno's dormitory.There are very few things in it, just like a cold hotel bathroom, but fortunately there are brand new towels and toothbrushes (I really don't know why he has these things).I was just going to wash up briefly, when Giorno suddenly knocked on the bathroom door.

"Your phone is ringing." Through the thick door, Giorno's voice seemed dull and vague, "Do you want to answer it?"

While continuing to move my hand, I asked, "Who is it?"

Giorno replied succinctly: "Your cash machine."

I:"…………"

I corrected him righteously: "He is my guardian."

"Okay," Giorno immediately changed his words, and asked me again patiently, "Do you want to take it?"

This situation seems inconvenient now, but the consequences of dropping Mr. Naru's calls will be a bit serious, because Mr. Naru is a person who cares about in some inexplicable places. Even if he doesn't answer his call once in a while, he will He would block me for a month without saying a word, and then cut off my living expenses.

I thought about it, chose a more compromise method, and said to Giorno: "Please answer the call for me, and then tell him that it is not convenient for me to answer the call now." I paused, and said emphatically, "Remember to polite."

"Okay." Giorno agreed.

Giorno is standing on the other side of the bathroom, and he answers the call, and the ringing stops abruptly (by the way, my phone rings now with Squalo Jr.'s "you're sick of me" triple hit, so cute) .Because there is only one floor of doors apart, even if the sound of water is covered, I can still hear the sound on the other side of the bathroom clearly.

According to my request, Giorno was indeed very polite. He has always been a considerate person, and he always tries his best to do what others entrust to him.

"Hello, Uncle," Giorno said politely, with a gentle and steady attitude, "Your daughter is taking a shower in my dormitory right now, so it's inconvenient to answer the phone. I'll let her call you later."

I:"………………"

I shut my mouth and didn't speak, just stroked my wet hair silently twice, inexplicably feeling that the water flowing out of the shower suddenly became icy cold...Is it an illusion?

A second later, Giorno's cold voice came over: "He hung up."

Two more seconds passed.

"And blocked you." Giorno added and continued.

Although I couldn't see the expression on Giorno's face at this moment, for some reason, the other party's voice sounded a little light that was not easily noticed by outsiders... Is it an illusion? ?

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