Stand-in messenger at the winery

Purple is a very magical color. It is made up of red and blue. It is greatly affected by light. Shaluo often wears clothes that tend to be red, which will make her eyes look soft and pink. Like a newly blooming flower, it naturally dispelled part of people's vigilance.

But today she put on a dark blue long skirt, the V on the chest stretches all the way to the waist, the brocade skirt hangs down along the curve of the body, a slit is cut obliquely on the thigh, and there is a cloud-like veil Cover up the looming long legs underneath.

Thin high-heeled shoes are a sharp weapon for killing no matter from which angle - one year has passed, Shaluo has learned how to control this kind of murderous weapon, and also learned how to walk silently while stepping on stiletto heels .

This kind of dress should be full of charm, but against the background of the deep sea blue, Sha Luo's pupils showed a calm and ruthless light, making people afraid to touch the sharp edge, and most people focused their eyes on her slim figure. , watching the long black curly hair gently rippling with the footsteps.

She seemed to be walking aimlessly, and she seemed to be waiting for something. All doubts were answered when a white sports car stopped beside her, and people dispersed one after another.

However, the situation in the car may be a little different from what they imagined.

"Do you smoke?" The man in the driver's seat was wearing a hat with the metal word "Jojo" on it, and his body smelled of the sea breeze that could not be concealed by the strong smell of tobacco.

Even at this moment, he has one in his mouth, sparks light up and disappear with the rhythm of his breath, the window on his side is open, and a cool breeze blows into the car.

Sharo took the slender cigarette, but did not turn on the car's cigarette lighter, but let the cigarette roll twice between his fingers, as if looking at some artwork.

"You are quite different from intelligence," she twisted a cigarette, "Is this some kind of signal for me to relax, Mr. Kujo Jotaro."

"Although I don't have a rule not to hit women," he put out the cigarette in his mouth seeing this, "but I didn't come to fight with you."

"The arrow is indeed in your hand, right?"

"Straight to the point, I like it." Sharo leaned on the back of the sports car seat, "That's right, the 'Arrow' of Brother Hongcun's house is in my hands now, but as far as I know, this thing should not be the private property of the SPW consortium ?”

"If you agree, SPW can pay for the arrow in your hand." He took out a check from his chest and handed it to Sharo. "This is a blank check, and the amount can be whatever you like."

Sha Luo chuckled, and pushed back the check, "I'm an information dealer, and I don't need this little money... To be honest, theoretically speaking, this arrow should belong to Brother Hongcun."

"Then, what do Sicily's intelligence merchants need as a bargaining chip?" Jotaro was not surprised by this result. Judging from SPW's investigation, this lady is a character that even Mafia finds difficult.

"When I was looking for information on the substitute messenger, one thing aroused my interest." The car had already driven out of the town, and was circling on the outskirts of the seaside road. Shaluo opened the window to let the sea breeze blow in, and it was also blurred. Her statement, "Dio Brando, the legendary evil emperor, is said to be an immortal vampire who can let others share the power of immortality with him... Is this true?"

The car braked suddenly. If Sha Luo hadn't been prepared, she might have crashed into the front window of the car.

"It seems that these news are all true." But she still expressed her judgment calmly, looking at the tall man in the driver's seat, his expression was hidden by the brim of his hat, but his aura was astonishingly terrifying, even Sha Even a guy like Luo who had been honed under Gin's hands would be shocked by it.

Sharo has already put his hand on the formula book, and the stand-in messengers all over the world know that Kujo Jotaro's stand-in ability is time-out, and Sharo does have his detailed information... But at this distance, Sharo can't I can guarantee whether I will be kicked out before I activate my ability.

The methods commonly used by intelligence dealers when conducting transactions on moving vehicles are the same as talking with umbrellas in rainy days, all to deceive people's eyes and ears.

Knowing this rule, SPW contacted Sha Luo through the Sicilian channel, and sent a message the day after she left Vengley's territory.

She frowned slightly, "Let's just think that you are sincere in making a deal."

Jotaro's pupils were darker green than Kishibe Rohan's. He glanced at the fearless woman, and couldn't help pressing down on the brim of his hat, "That's enough."

"I can tell you about that Dior guy, but only on one premise," he opened the car door and lit a new cigarette, "that is, you're going to tell me why you want information on that guy."

"Would you believe me if I said it was just out of curiosity," Sharo shrugged, "No organization or individual asked me for Dior's information, after all, his fanatic followers have been almost wiped out by SPW, right? ?"

"Although most people can't see the whole picture of the 'organization' you belong to," Jotaro leaned on the car and smoked, his back like a drawn bow, "but you are gathering elites in the medical and other industries everywhere, Absorb them into your own laboratory, and it's not like no one knows what you're thinking."

"Next time, I will tell you to pay more attention to the people poached from spw," Sha Luo inserted his fingertips into the page of the formula book, "but the arrow is a personal item I got from Hong Village, so the exchange is naturally Information that belongs to me alone."

The space outside the car was wider, and the distance between the two of them was within the attacking range of Platinum Star, but Shaluo still sat comfortably in his seat, and even had the leisure to brush his hair, which was blown by the sea breeze, behind his ears.

"And are you sure that no one in SPW wants to do this?" She suddenly changed the topic, "You, no one is going to study vampires?"

"You smell like cigarettes!" Kicking his high heels off the porch, Sharo almost bumped into Luhan head-on. He was wearing an apron with a bad expression on his face, "You won't tell me that you smoked a cigarette return."

Sha Luo couldn't help but raised her sleeve and smelled it. It did smell of tobacco, but it was so slight that she didn't even notice it.

"You're like a housewife asking where her husband smells like perfume," but would she follow Rohan's words?Of course not, she confidently took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on, "Then should I answer that you just went to meet a client?" In a sense, it is also the truth, after all, she did make a pair today. A satisfactory deal.

"You bastard!" Sliding past Luhan, Sharo even made a face at him. The smell of bacon came from the kitchen. She turned a corner before finding her place. She heard that Kishibe Rohan had a bet with a high school student. Shi accidentally burned down the house, and now it looks like it has been rebuilt, which she is not familiar with yet.

There was bacon and cheese baked rice sizzling in the oven. Disappointed to find that it could not be eaten in advance, Sha Luo had no choice but to walk out of the kitchen.

It's just that after this encounter, the faint smell of smoke on her body was also covered by the aroma of bacon. She sighed and hoped that the dry cleaner could wash the dress that had been worn for a day.

Wearing a blue dress, Shaluo looked indifferent and alienated, but the image of a meditator that Luhan posed at the door in an apron still shattered her expression.

"What are you doing?" She couldn't help poking the man in the sculpture pose.

"Don't bother me..." He muttered words, and nodded from time to time, with ever-changing expressions on his face, "Is that so...or should I be more angry?"

"I'm experiencing the feeling of being forced to calm down after getting angry," he finally explained to Sha Luo's question after he finally finished. "Now there seems to be a little clue."

The manga artist who can use everything as a material replied in this way.

"And this method can also dispel my anger very well...I feel very peaceful now." Lu Ban even showed a smile that could persuasion devils.

Sha Luo took a step back, "Who are you!!" She shook Lu Han's shoulders in disbelief, "Bring back that venomous guy!!!"

So Lu Han's smile also broke, "Sure enough..." He took a deep breath and pulled Sha Luo away, "It's better to be more comfortable like this!"

After a while of flying and jumping, the scolding battle between the two gradually turned towards the elementary school students, and it was stopped by the "ding--" sound of the oven when the time was up, and the sound of stomach gurgling at the same time.

All is at peace when it comes to food.

"You will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." The nurse who came to collect the changed bandages said to the man on the bed, "Congratulations." Although she didn't know this man's name, she still managed to help the patient Happy to recover.

After moving his shoulders, Jing Guang also laughed, "Thank you for your hard work."

He has received zero information, although he knows that it is best to remain anonymous for a while now, but he still can't help but feel a little eager to try.

But... Thinking of a video sent by Yuri, he smiled wryly, "Is it necessary for me to die so badly..." If possible, he still doesn't want Yuri to see himself in such a mess, after all, he is still bro?The elder brother in his mind has never been so embarrassed.