[JOJO] They all say that there is no such disease as juvenile dementia!

A beautiful morning—it would be even more perfect if there wasn't someone yelling loudly at the door. Thinking of this, I opened the door with what I thought was the most proud expression, and what greeted me was a fist the size of a sandbag.

"Pfft—" My nosebleed splashed onto Mista's face, I couldn't bear it any longer!I slapped Mista on the face: "Don't go too far! I opened the door for you in the morning and you hit me?"

Unexpectedly, Mista didn't pull out his gun to let me see how powerful the gangsters are. He lowered his head and muttered softly: "You opened the door too suddenly...I didn't react."

I saw the two people behind Mista, and thought to myself that he brought his accomplice, so there won't be some torture to extract a confession, right?As far as my own memory is concerned, extorting a confession is useless.

"Buggarati." The man with the younger sister came in and sat across from me, and said, "We just met yesterday."

In fact, I don't remember him anymore, but I am very familiar with this kind of stranger saying that he knows me, so I nodded: "Yeah."

Another long-haired man came next to me. To be honest, I am most afraid of this kind of person. He exudes a dean's breath without speaking.He said three words coldly: "Apaki."

Mista was standing behind me, and I had reason to suspect that if I waited for my answer to be unsatisfactory, Mista could give me a blow in the back of the head.

In order to grasp the current situation, it is necessary to know whether these two people are stand-in messengers. I smirked and said: "Nice to meet you..." Then I raised my hand to shake their hands.

But Bugarati just looked at me and smiled without saying a word, Apache just pretended not to hear it like a tool man, Bugarati gave Mista a look, and Mista's hand stretched out from behind took my hand.

"..." Gangsters are gangsters, and they are not easy to deal with.

Bugarati raised his legs and said, "Miss, I heard that you are also a stand-in messenger. I am not easy to trust others. Do you mind if I use some special means?"

Mind if it helps?I mind if you quit?I mind if you tell Apache to hold me down and Mista breaks me down, I thank you for being so polite!

"Don't mind." I almost said it through gritted teeth.

As soon as the words fell, Apache who was sitting next to me stood up.

"MoodyBlues! Change the time to last night."

So I just watched Melancholy Blues become me, and restored the situation where I ran over excitedly after hearing the gunshot, and deliberately headbutted him when it hit Mista.

"..." I can't speak, is this going to come out completely?Although I have discovered in the past few years that I cannot die due to various reasons, disability, vegetative state, etc. are not considered dead!

If something goes wrong, I will spend the rest of my life in a hospital bed!

I was having a fierce ideological struggle in my heart, and Bugarati, who had read the incident, had already said: "As long as you can tell the truth, we won't embarrass you. Why are you here?"

"Can... can you shake my hand?" In the end, I decided to grasp the current situation first, and I must know the information of these people, and I cannot rashly reveal the secret.

Bugarati didn't know if he wanted to see what my abilities were, or if he really thought I was just trying to ease the panic. He reached out and shook me lightly. I took the opportunity to sit down and pretended not to stand still. , grabbing Apache's forearm.

Probably because I got in touch with three plot characters at one time, the content in my mind suddenly enriched. I knew all the members of the Bugarati team, their abilities, and even... my impression of them?

In the image, Bugarati is a warm and caring person? ? ?Isn't he a ruthless gangster?

But since the information does not reflect my malice towards them, it means that they are very likely to belong to... the right side like "Oula"?

At this moment, I breathed a sigh of relief, so at least I won't die... Let me tell the secret half-truth.

They seemed to be surprised at why I suddenly relaxed, and they all squinted their eyes and stared at me. I slowly said, "My name is Lixi, and I'm an American. A year ago, I suddenly got a disease. I have even forgotten the ability of my substitute... Now I am traveling around the world to find a substitute who can heal me."

"Then your stand-in ability?" Bugarati probably knew what I meant, but he still asked me this question.

"Copy." I think it's okay to tell him, because I have to borrow his substitute later: "But other people's abilities will change when they come to me, just like yesterday when Mista's substitute came to me. so..."

I called out the Eastern Garden of Eden, and he still looks like an enlarged version of Mista's stand-in, it's really annoying to see...

I don't know if they believe me or not, and I don't dare to act rashly... But what kind of life am I living?I have to keep getting closer to danger. If I don't rely on those plot characters, I can't live alone.

And I can't die...as if I have something to accomplish...but no one tells me what to do...

"Alas..." Thinking about it, I sighed aggrievedly.

"How old are you?" Bugarati suddenly asked me this question.

"About 18/9 years old..." I'm not in the mood to think carefully about how old my body is. Anyway, it hasn't changed since I was 15 years old. Even my hair has a fixed length, which can only be short or not long.

I don’t know what Bugarati felt from my performance, he put away his sharp breath, handed over a note and said: “I see, if you need help, you can contact me, don’t violate it in Naples. The gang thing..."

I raised my head in surprise, and while taking the note, I replied: "Okay...okay." Maybe it was because the contrast between his front and back was too great, and I didn't realize it all at once, which made me speak intermittently.

They were about to leave, and I hurriedly called to Bugarati: "That! Mr. Bugarati!"

"Ok?"

"Can you promise me something?"

He didn't speak, but motioned for me to continue.

"Can I borrow your ability..." I whispered more and more, after all, who would be willing to take the initiative to expose his double ability to others.

But I still had a little luck: "Because... Mista's substitute is not suitable for me..."

"You bastard, don't push yourself!" Apache yelled at me.

"can."

"Huh?" I couldn't believe it.

"I said yes..." Bugarati repeated.

"Buggarati!" Apaki looked at Bukgarati anxiously.

Bugara reminded him to be quiet, and continued: "But you must send me a text message to tell me what you do with your ability every day, as well as the important things to do."

Bugarati was probably afraid that I would do tricks behind my back. Forget it, it’s not that I can’t agree. Anyway, I will replace it in three days, so I agreed to Bugarati’s conditions.

So I discussed with Bugarati about the method of copying the ability. In the end, Bugarati chose to hit the head, and I said ~ people will choose to hit the head. The method I came up with is perfect!

"In that case..." Mista looked at Bugarati and me, touched his chin and said, "Is it okay to kiss?"

"???" I froze for a moment and said, "No! Head bumping is the fastest way."

As I said that, I bumped Bucciarati's forehead, but I was thinking about the feasibility of kissing and how long it would take...

"Happily" sent off Bugarati and his group, and finally got Bugarati's StickyFingers, and now I can do whatever I want!Ha ha ha ha!

"Didi—" At this moment, the voice of a text message rang on my mobile phone, and when I opened it, it was actually Mista? ? ?When did this guy have my number.

"Dear Miss Lixi, Bugarati said that if you dare to do bad things with steel chain fingers behind his back, he will hunt you down to the ends of the earth~"

"..." Are Italian gangsters like this now?Chase and kill for a lifetime?I replied OK casually, so I didn't bother to care about them. Isn't it just a report... Tomorrow I will send text messages to Bugarati every day after I start work, I'm annoying him to death!

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"On the first day of work today, I used a double to help me carry the courier. On the way, I met an uncle who wanted to blackmail me, so I used a double to remove his head (PS: it was installed later).

I forgot to bring the key to the newly rented house, and I used a double to open the door to enter the room. I accidentally used too much force to open the walnut and fell downstairs. I asked them to go to Bugarati to ask for compensation, but they said no. "

———The above is the text message I sent to Bugarati today.

I rented a house on the edge of Bugarati's territory, because my work was assigned in the next area, and I was going to be monitored by Bugarati.

So I had to rent a house that happened to be on the edge. Speaking of which, there are very few express delivery in my area. It is estimated that there are few people living there. There is only one family living around one house...

"Lililili—", I was already asleep but was woken up by the phone ringing, now it is 03:30 in the morning!Who will call at this time?

"Who is it!" I answered the phone angrily, thinking that I would scold this person well later.

Unexpectedly, the person on the other end of the phone shouted even more fiercely: "You are the courier in this area! What the hell did you do to my courier? If you don't get my courier back, I will turn your head off and do it!" Ice watermelon!"

"???" I didn't realize it all at once, "Who the fuck are you! You're sloppy, can't you speak human language?"

"Huh? Do you still have the face to ask me? I am the recipient of today's 1-28! Didn't I tell you to leave the door? Now I can't find it! Others like me said they didn't see it? Who do you think I am?" ah!"

Oops, I have such a violent temper, I shouted back not to be outdone: "How do I know where your 8 is? I must have put it at the door. If you didn't see it, it means that you have a problem with your eyes! I trouble you to spend some money on glasses. ! Don't treat yourself badly!"

"..." There was a silence on the other end of the phone.I continued: "Hey! What's the matter? You really have bad eyesight? Don't be sad, do you want my sister to give you some money to buy glasses?"

"What did you say, you dead woman? I want you to pay me with your life, can you hear me clearly? Just say, don't let me see you again, or I will turn you into a human popsicle!"

When I heard that this person still has delusions, I couldn't bear it. I wanted to let him know what social beatings are. "The tone is not small. How long has it been since you brushed your teeth, little brother? If you have the ability, don't beep on the phone." Beep!"

"Okay you, you are still the first person who wants to fight with me, come to my door tomorrow at 12 noon! I will let you know who should be messed with and who should not be messed with!".

I didn't expect the other side to be so hot-tempered, but I just got Bugarati's substitute, and I insisted that this person know what evil in society is.

So I agreed straight away, "I'll see you when I see you, let's face it tomorrow! Sister, I'll teach you how to be a man!"

The person on the other side seemed very angry. I heard the sound of the phone falling to the ground, and then the phone hung up.

I took out my mobile phone and sent a text message to Bugarati:

Someone called me to provoke me, tomorrow I will go head-to-head with him offline!

(At this moment, I still don't know what will happen to me later. If I could know, I would definitely kneel on the ground and beg that person to let me go.)