The Fourth Calamity

Since that night, Fugo has had insomnia.

The light in that person's eyes was really dazzling. For rats like them who are used to living in the gutter in the dark, they were even dazzling to the point of being a bit dazzling.

But I don't know why, but a feeling of respect naturally arises in my heart.

This idea of ​​change will undoubtedly set off a huge storm in Italy. Although ordinary people have not noticed it yet, sooner or later, as the person said, they will ignite the flame of resistance in their hearts.

Once this time comes, things will become irreparable, and the mafia who are the source of violence will not let it go, they will definitely go to the root and find out the source of this attempt to interfere with their rule.

Does Mr. Pandora not know what will happen in the future?

No, he must have known it, knew it without wavering, and accepted the challenges of the future without fear. Even though he might be crushed by huge waves, he insisted on giving the people a chance to resist.

Undoubtedly, Bugarati is a good person, and so is Mr. Pandora, but one of them chose to 'follow the rules' and became a member of the rules, protecting the people in the dark.One rebels against the rules, like a moth to a flame.

The so-called great men in history books are probably like this.

Fuge couldn't help thinking of himself. A large part of his identification with Feng Zhu was due to the similarity of 'genius', but the fate of the two was completely different. When he was in college, he resisted the obscenity of his respected professor and resisted 'Order', so he was expelled from the university, expelled from the family, reduced to a punk in the trench, and finally joined the gang.

And what that person is going to rebel against now is this society dominated by the mafia, which is far greater than his "order". If he fails, his end will definitely be much more miserable.

Smart people always have a lot of ideas, the more they imagine, the more they assume the position of Feng Zhu, the more despair Fuge feels, and the more amazed and longing for Feng Zhu's courage.

Of course, he couldn't sleep that night.

The next day, Fugo came to the restaurant staring at a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and was surprised to find that not only him, Mista and Bugarati also looked tired.

"Buccarati and Mista, why are you also...?"

"Aren't you the same, how can we sleep after hearing those remarks?" Mista propped his chin and weakly poked the pie with a fork.

Bugarati also nodded, rubbed his temples with his fingers and smiled wryly: "Although I don't want to admit it, I feel a strong 'will' from his words."

"Although I don't agree with his actions, because of the heart-readers, there will be riots in Italy in the future, but I start to look forward to what he will do. Mr. Pandora is a good person. He must have thought of a place farther in the future. just made the decision.”

It's a surprise that Bucciarati admired this man so much.

It seems that he was not the only one who was shocked by those remarks.

Fugo was unexpectedly relieved by his discovery.

Mista yawned, pursed his mouth, and motioned him to look at Naranja, who was eating like crazy: "At this moment, I am very envious of this kid, he doesn't seem to have any troubles."

"Huh?" Nalanja swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, "What? You all look so ugly, are you admitting to the bed? Are you still admitting to the bed when you are so old? Pfft~"

"You better shut up." Fugo said weakly, and then looked at Apache, who also looked like a normal person, "What about you, is it possible that you are also as empty-headed as Naranja?"

"Don't confuse me with you." As the only reliable adult male, Apache wiped his mouth disdainfully, "Being interfered with by other people's thoughts only shows that your worldview is still too young, brat us."

Although Apache is more practical, he used to be a policeman, and he has seen a lot of guys who set up great ambitions at the beginning but then succumbed to reality... such as himself, so he has a skeptical attitude towards Pandora's remarks , will not be shaken until the results are seen.

Mista was upset: "Huh? Do you want to fight, you bastard?"

Naranja also reacted from the conversation just now: "Who do you say has an empty head?!"

"Ah~ it's started again." Fuge rubbed his forehead.

"I told you guys, it's breakfast time, if you want to make a fuss, you can go out later." Bugarati persuaded the fight as usual.

"ciao~" Qiao Luno walked over briskly, with a sunny smile on his face, his already handsome face was perfectly displayed, and his whole body seemed to be glowing, "Everyone got up very early, eh, Where is Mister Pandora?"

"Mr. Pandora is still in the laboratory." Red Queen's electronic loli voice suddenly sounded.

"Really? Then I'll call him. Can Miss Red Empress temporarily grant me permission to enter the laboratory?" Giorno looked at the electronic screen in the restaurant, his big green eyes filled with a request.

"It's not in my program."

"But I remember that Mr. Pandora didn't eat at the restaurant last night, so he probably didn't eat after that." Giorno frowned slightly, "I'm very worried about Mr. Pandora. Doesn't Miss Red Empress think so?"

"...Your authority has been temporarily raised to A-level."

"Thank you, Miss Red Queen~" Giorno blinked, the smile on his lips became more charming, and he left the restaurant without looking back.

It wasn't until he left the restaurant that the Bugarati team, which had been in a state of mysterious silence, suddenly broke out in discussions.

Apache looked in disbelief: "This is Giorno? That stinky brat who always has no expression on his face and doesn't know what he's thinking?"

Nalanja covered his eyes: "Damn it, the handsome guy's light is so dazzling, I'm going to go blind when I see this in the morning!"

Mista: "Go ask Mr. Pandora to eat? When did his relationship with that Pandora get so good?"

Fugo: "Speaking of which, why does he seem to be in such a good mood today, but he feels a little sick instead."

Even Bucgarati was troubled: "Did something good happen? Giorno..."

Giorno Giobana didn't know why his teammates were complaining about him behind his back, and he walked briskly to the laboratory on the second floor. This time, when he came to the door, the word "pass" flashed on the glass wall, and he automatically opened the laboratory the door.

That person was working on a high stool inside, surrounded by several holographic three-dimensional light screens, flashing various data that Giorno could not understand.

Giorno didn't call him in a hurry, but watched the work of sealing candles.

It is said that men are the most attractive at work, Giorno felt the correctness of this sentence for the first time.

Scattered silver hair slightly curly, the same green eyes focused on the mechanical device in his hand, nothing else.

That young face was actually the same as what he remembered.

That's why Giorno felt hesitation at the beginning, and also suspected that the previous person was actually a relative of Pandora.

But what he said last night, he is sure, although there is no evidence, only a ridiculous intuition, this person is undoubtedly the person he met ten years ago, the person who once appeared in his world, another word People who don't leave.

Then, there is no need to hesitate.

"That, Mr. Pandora." Giorno whispered beside him, and after a few seconds, he didn't get a response. The other party's eyes didn't even move away from the work at hand, and his pupils didn't waver at all.

What a terrifying concentration.

Giorno remembered the conversation he had heard on the roof with the AI ​​Red Queen, automatic coping device?Maybe it's true.

The corner of his mouth suddenly curled up, isn't this a chance at your door?

"Pandora... No, Mr. Feng Zhu." Giorno approached slowly, taking advantage of the gap, completely breaking through the basic distance of social etiquette, "Now it's time for dinner."

Feng Zhu didn't raise his head, and didn't even realize that it wasn't the Red Queen who was talking to him: "I'll talk about it later."

"But Spana and the others are already waiting in the restaurant."

"Oh."

"Mr. Feng Zhu really likes research."

"Ah."

Giorno slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and Tu Qiong saw: "Mr. Feng Zhu...have you ever been to Naples ten years ago?"

"It seems to have been here before..." Feng Zhu suddenly felt the heat coming from his ear, he woke up with a jerk, and when he turned his head, he saw Giorno's approaching face, subconsciously got up, tripped over the wire by his feet, and lost his balance by the way.

"Be careful!" Giorno quickly stopped Feng Zhu's waist with his eyes and hands, and helped him stand upright, "Please be careful."

"Whose fault is it all?!" Feng Zhu immediately came back to his senses, looked around guiltily, and pushed Giorno's chest away, "By the way, why do you have permission to enter the laboratory? Where's the Red Queen?"

"I'm here. Mr. Giorno is here to invite you to dinner." The Red Queen's voice sounded.

"Tsk, I'm not hungry."

"But Mr. Pandora hasn't eaten since last night, right?" Giorno tilted his head, "Miss Red Queen and I are very worried about you, that's why Miss Red Queen gave me permission to enter the laboratory."

"..." Sooner or later, he will upgrade the Red Queen's system again!

"By the way, Mr. Pandora hasn't finished answering my question just now." Giorno approached again, persistently wanting an answer, "Mr. Pandora seems to have said it just now."

Too, too close!

In those persistent green eyes that seemed to be expecting some answer, Feng Zhu always had the illusion that he had been seen through.

"I seem to have been here... and I don't seem to have been here!" Feng Zhu immediately reacted, and walked out of the laboratory decisively, "Didn't you say to go to the restaurant for dinner, let's go, I'm starving to death."

Giorno looked at his back with a smile on the spot, and actually got the answer.

The question is not at all whether you have been to Naples, but the name.What he called just now was not 'Pandora' but 'Seal Candle'

Mr. Feng Zhu didn't seem to notice that his real name was exposed.

Human beings are always slow to respond to pseudonyms, but subconsciously respond to real names.

Giorno raised his footsteps, the corners of his mouth curled up, following Feng Zhu's pace: "Please wait a moment, Mr. Pandora."