The blackening value is being cleared

The time difference between the [-]th century and modern times is quite big. In the middle of the night, Bai Lan and others stood at the door of the basement of Araki Manor, studying how Ann and the others disappeared while waiting for others.

What they were waiting for was not just Jotaro Kujo, but Dazai was not too serious to watch the excitement. Apart from Chuya Nakahara, who had a serious business with the "Passion" organization, even Ango Sakaguchi, who was on a business trip to Italy, came.

He also hypocritically said: "Well, after all, Ango is a civil servant of Japan's Supernatural Secret Service Division. During the assignment to Italy, some Chinese people had problems abroad. You should come and see, especially Ango and he are the government's key stalkers."

"What's more, Chuu and I are here, won't you feel uneasy if you don't take care of us personally, Ango?"

Ango Sakaguchi with a numb face: No, no, I can't wait for you to disappear here, so that you don't go back to your country and harm others.

I thought so in my heart, but I couldn't really do it. In the modern age where people with supernatural abilities can be used as strategic weapons, even letting one go abroad may cause big problems.

Not to mention how Osamu Dazai and Zhongyuan Zhong also came here, they all used fake identities when they entered the Italian border, and the latter simply came here illegally, responsible for them not being able to enter the border at all.

An Wu said with difficulty: "So now, what is the situation?"

Bai Lan was about to speak when she heard a message from the housekeeper, "Mr. Kong Tiao is here."

The last person, Jotaro Kujo, arrived.

Unlike Osamu Dazai and the others, Jotaro Kujo felt a strange sense of familiarity as soon as he entered Arakisou. As for the wry sound echoing in the corner, it brought back long-lasting memories in his ears.

"Dior!" He subconsciously reached out to press the brim of his hat, and his heart sank.

Is Dio really not dead...

Among the group of people in Arakizhuang, Bai Lan had met Kujo Jotaro face to face, so naturally he was responsible for leading them to the basement.

There are too many collections in the basement, and it is generally inconvenient for outsiders to see them. In particular, there are some things in it that are evil at first sight and have something close to curses, but Bai Lan knows that Kujo Jotaro is a hero among heroes. One heart is hung on the villain Dio again, unless the collection in his house is an "arrow" that can awaken the substitute messenger, otherwise he will not take a look at it.

but……

Brando looked at the people around him, not to mention Mista and others who were worried about Giorno, just Brando's old enemy Kujo Jotaro, and the crazy peaceful men, it was a big show.

"...The situation is like this." Bai Lan said after explaining concisely, "Now there are several doors in front of us, and no one knows what is behind the doors, nor which one An He and Giorno entered. "

"My temporary suggestion is, let's go in and take a look, how about it?"

……

In the nineteenth century, Anhe, who went to London, settled down in the mansion in the west end of Joestar's family.

Sirs like Mr. Joestar, of course, have their own real estate in London, and his mansion is located in the West End, where land is very expensive.

London in the [-]th century already had a prototype of the future, like Ghoul Street where Dior lived in the East End of London.

After putting down the luggage, An He headed to Ghoul Street without stopping.

The reason why he went to Ghoul Street is also very simple. Even though he is a descendant of Dior who traveled from later generations, he doesn't know enough about his ancestor. Which university did you go to with good grades?

Oh, by the way, and he once poisoned his father to death.

From the above description, it can be seen that An He's understanding of Dior is superficial. They are teachers who shout to teach students according to their aptitude every day, which is basically the same as "know yourself and the enemy, and you will never lose a hundred battles".

An He has always felt that the native family and growth environment are really important to the future development of the child, and visiting the ghoul's house will help him increase his understanding of Dior.

By the way, Anhe also has another purpose, which is to find out where Dior's drug to poison his father came from and what the formula is.

It is hard for a person like Dior to trust others, especially when he wants to poison people who are close to him every time. Once he is identified as the murderer, the Scotland Yard police officers will definitely not let him go. hanged.

He still wanted to inherit the estate of the Joestar family, how could he die so easily?

It can be inferred from this that Dior must have been very cautious before poisoning, and I heard that the symptoms of Sir Joestar were exactly the same as those of his father when he died. It can't be the same person, even if it's not two people, there must be a relationship.

It's true that An and he are very cautious, but after all, people have to eat and drink every day. If Dio really finds an opportunity to poison him, then in order to protect himself, it is very important to prepare the antidote in advance.

Hey, fighting wits with Dior has to consider many aspects, after all, you are not an ordinary brat.

Thinking of this, An He sighed.

In fact, in terms of mind, the current Zi Diao is absolutely inferior to Dazai Zhi and the others. Even Anhe can't figure out what Dazai Zhi is thinking.

But, Dior has a very fast evolution rate, and what's more, he is completely untouchable, no matter how good you treat him, there is no way to attack him, this is his nature.

Strange to say the least, how come there are people in this world who cannot be moved?

Dio has become so hard-hearted and ruthless. As his character becomes calmer and his methods more sophisticated, even An He is not sure that he can guard against him.

Must be fully prepared.

Well, why don't you bury some eyeliner on Ghoul Street first...

The carriage is moving forward slowly. The United Kingdom has experienced the second industrial revolution. London is like a huge sewage dump. Not to mention the gray Thames River, even the sky is dark, with soot floating in the air Grain, walking outside for a day will inevitably make you feel ashamed.

During this period of time, not only the number of people suffering from lung cancer increased significantly, but other diseases transmitted by rats or mosquitoes also occurred extremely frequently. The middle-class people living in the West District were fine and often went to the countryside for recuperation. The environment in the East District was a mess and there were many patients.

As the carriage drove towards Ghoul Street, more and more people collapsed on the side of the road. There were drunkards and beggars, and some seemed to be sick.

An He thought for a while and asked, "Is there any epidemic in London recently?"

The coachman replied, "It's not the Black Death."

"It's summer after all, and there are too many mosquitoes. There are always malaria patients being carried out in the East District. To prevent mosquito bites, citizens wear long-sleeved trousers and rarely go out."

Malaria is a disease transmitted by mosquitoes. In recent years, London has had outbreaks in bursts, and summer is the peak period.

malaria...

……

Spietwagen was lying on the side of the street, his brain confused by a high fever. He knew he had malaria, and he knew he was dying.

Spietwagen's past experience was even more bleak than the other children of the ghoul family. He had no parents since he was born, and he was able to grow up by relying on his wild dog's hard work and strong desire to survive.

No matter what, he didn't want to die, he thought so.

But for the people in the slums, disease is their great enemy. They have no money to see a doctor, and no one to take care of them.

After the summer began, the plague returned, and Spietwagen was also caught. He vaguely knew that he would not have a few days to live.

But he is not reconciled!Spietwagen doesn't want to die, he hasn't met the man who is destined to make him a commentator!

So when he saw the shiny leather shoes that were incompatible with Ghoul Street, he desperately grabbed the other's trouser legs.

"help me……"

"Let me do anything..."

"Can I ask you to do anything?" The boy's voice rang in his ears, and he hadn't even passed the voice change period, but for some reason, the alarm bell in Spietwagen's mind was buzzing, just hearing the other party's voice, He felt the almost chaotic evil hidden in the human body.

If you owe him a favor, it's like making a deal with the devil, selling your soul to the devil...

But now that he had no choice, Spietwagen immediately said, "Yes, you can do anything, I swear by Spietwagen's name."

"Your name is Spietwagen?" An He was a little surprised.

"Okay, I'll save you."

"You have to remember to repay me."

Hearing the above words, Spietwagen fainted.

……

An He never expected that he would pick up the founder of the SPW consortium while casually walking around Ghoul Street.

Yes, that's right, unlike villains like Dior who died young, the most famous person in their generation in the world is definitely the oil tycoon Spitwagen.

An He didn't know enough about this person, but he knew that he knew Jonathan in his early years and participated in the early battle against Dior.

Hey, it sounds like a just person, and he will definitely repay his kindness.

Thinking this way, he brought Spitwagen back to the East District, and used Cinchona cream from India to treat his malaria. Fortunately, his desire to survive was strong enough and his body was relatively strong, so he soon recovered.

However, when Spietwagen opened his eyes and smelled his benefactor...

He has lived in Ghoul Street since he was born, and like Bucciarati who will be able to tell whether there is a lie by licking people's sweat in the future, Spietwagen also has a special sense of smell.

He can smell good and bad people by smelling them.

And Ann and his taste...