JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

"Here's the thing, Uncle Caesar, we're tracking down people who sell illegal drugs, but one person is just too cunning, and we haven't been able to catch him."

As he spoke, Bucciarati took out a photograph. "According to Mr. Bellicoro's investigation, the fugitive had contact with the person in the photograph, but we cannot be certain of their relationship."

Caesar glanced at the photo and was instantly stunned. Wasn't that his ex-girlfriend Hannah?

Could she be connected to drug traffickers?

“She’s my ex-girlfriend, but she’s getting married tomorrow.” Caesar hesitated.

He didn't want to ruin Hannah's wedding, but if she really was involved with drug dealers, then they had to completely eliminate them.

“No, Uncle Caesar, we only found out that she had contact with drug dealers, not that we’ve confirmed any relationship with her.” Bucciarati clearly didn’t want to ruin someone else’s wedding.

"Do you have that list? Let me call her and ask!"

After getting the name, Caesar dialed Hannah's number.

"Hey, Hannah, I heard you're getting married tomorrow, congratulations!" Caesar wasn't embarrassed at all, speaking calmly and casually as if he were talking to an old friend.

Hannah on the other end of the phone thought the same thing: "Oh? Are you free tomorrow, busy man? Won't you come and witness me find happiness in person?"

In fact, all of Caesar's girlfriends knew about his situation, including the fact that he had many girlfriends.

Although most girls would choose to leave, there are always some who truly need care, and therefore, they choose to hide in Caesar's arms.

Caesar had told each of his girlfriends that he would treat them all equally well and be worthy of their affection.

Rather than engaging in chaotic romantic relationships, Caesar was more about saving souls on the verge of extinction.

Several of Caesar's girlfriends were able to overcome the darkest moments of their lives because of him, regain their courage to live, and find happiness.

Although it was hard to understand, Bucciarati made no comment on Caesar's choice because he didn't understand it.

What's even more baffling is Joseph. How could this guy be chatting and laughing with his ex-girlfriend, whom he's about to marry?

"By the way, I wanted to ask you about someone..." After chatting for a while, Caesar finally got the answer and asked them what they wanted to say. After getting the answer, Caesar and Hannah exchanged a few more jokes before hanging up the phone.

"I found out that this guy named Dorian was the lighting technician who set up the scene at Hannah's wedding." Knowing that the drug dealer had nothing to do with his ex-girlfriend, Caesar breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shall we go and catch them now?" Bucciarati asked impatiently.

“No,” Caesar shook his head, “there will be a sea event at Hannah’s wedding tomorrow, and Dorian and his accomplices will definitely use that time to escape from Naples.”

"Their goods will definitely be shipped out tomorrow."

At this point, a rare serious glint appeared in Caesar's eyes. "We'll wipe out those guys tomorrow."

Having obtained the exact target, Bucciarati bid farewell to Caesar and returned to his residence.

Joseph had no choice but to stay at Caesar's house.

"You old man, you still want to sleep in the same bed as me? Go sleep on the sofa." Caesar said disdainfully, trying to push Joseph away.

But Joseph was determined to sleep in the bed. "No, the sofa is uncomfortable. Besides, your bed is so big, what's wrong with me sleeping in half?"

"Get out of here."

"I won't!"

The two of them argued until midnight, and it's said that they were even warned by people upstairs and downstairs.

"I didn't expect that guy downstairs to be so promiscuous. It's one thing to keep changing the women in his house, but today he actually changed to a man."

"You guys didn't see it, when he opened the door just now, he was drenched in sweat, oh my god."

"Young people really know how to have fun..."

Well, it seems Caesar will be buying a house somewhere else soon.

Back at their lodgings, Bucciarati suddenly suggested that he take them to a wedding the next day.

"Wedding? Whose wedding? Yours?" Nalanjia truly lived up to his reputation as a child prodigy; his intelligence rivaled that of Yitai.

Bucciarati ignored Nalanca. "At tomorrow's wedding, our target will blend into the crowd and try to escape."

"What we need to do is keep a low profile and arrest them all without disrupting the wedding."

“No problem,” Mista agreed first. “My double is perfect for assassinations, the most discreet way.”

What he said is not wrong.

After all, Fugo's Stand can't be used in crowded places, and the same goes for Narancia. As for Abbacchio... he's better at fighting than his Stand.

"In short, we absolutely cannot harm ordinary people tomorrow, nor can we involve them!"

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

Bucciarati's squad, all dressed in formal suits, headed to Caesar's residence.

Meanwhile, Caesar and Joseph had been waiting for quite some time.

"Uncle Caesar, what are you doing..." Looking at Caesar dressed so handsomely, Bucciarati was a little suspicious. Was he really not going to steal the bride?

"Oh dear, to witness my ex-girlfriend find happiness, of course I have to dress a little more formally."

Caesar didn't see anything wrong with it at all, and then straightened his haute couture suit.

Chapter 400 Actions at the Wedding

The group arrived at Hannah's wedding, which was held in front of a church.

"Hey, Hannah, congratulations on your marriage." Caesar made his way to the bride's dressing room with practiced ease.

Although this place is not suitable for men, Hannah doesn't care about those rules.

Her girlfriends and makeup artist had obviously heard Hannah mention Caesar before, so they all looked at him with surprise and delight, exclaiming, "So handsome, so charismatic!"

"I'd want to be a girlfriend to a man like that."

"Does he need a boyfriend? I have a friend..."

Caesar gave Hannah a heads-up, while Bucciarati's team had already infiltrated the wedding venue and begun searching for their target.

"Once we find our target, don't rush to make a move. Wait until they're in a secluded spot before taking action. Don't ruin their wedding."

"Ok."

Bucciarati trusted everyone else's assurances implicitly, but Narancia was an uncontrollable factor.

Therefore, Narancia and Bucciarati are in one group, Fugo and Abbacchio are in another, and Giorno and Mista are in the third.

They split up.

After splitting up, Mista and Giorno went outside the church, where the guests were chatting happily with the groom.

“Giorno, you don’t need to lift a finger later. I can handle them all by myself.” Mista deliberately showed off his abilities in front of Giorno.

After all, he didn't hesitate to demonstrate his abilities and save Abbacchio as soon as he joined them. Although they still don't understand what his Stand ability is, Giorno's attitude speaks for itself.

Therefore, he could no longer keep it a secret.

"Oh? Is it your pistol? But Bucciarati said not to make too much of a commotion..." Giorno hesitated.

"No, I can do without a pistol. Although my Stand ability is designed to work with a pistol, [they] are not solely reliant on pistols."

As he spoke, Giorno suddenly noticed a faint light emanating from Mista's body, a light that only appears when a Stand is summoned.

“Giorono, let me show you my Stand.” Mista said, lifting his suit jacket as he spoke.

“I understand the logic,” Giorno said, looking troubled, “but why did you lift your clothes?”

"I don't know either, but I feel like something's missing if I don't lift my clothes—okay, I'm getting into it!"

After he finished speaking, six fist-sized figures appeared on Mista's body.

The six Stands look exactly alike, but their personalities and expressions differ slightly. The Stand with the biggest difference is the one with the number 5 written on its forehead.

"Sexy Pistols, they are my doubles."

Stand: Sexstols

Destructive power: E

Speed: C

Precision:

Endurance:

Range:

Growth potential:

Abilities: Sexy Pistol consists of six self-aware characters with different personalities. Each character can be responsible for a bullet in a revolver, and can ride on the bullet to change direction or quickly change its trajectory by kicking it.

Looking at the six Stands, Giorno couldn't help but be a little surprised, after all, there are very few Stands with multiple types.

"You released them because you found your target?" Giorno immediately became alert, looking around.

"Do not."

Mista shook her head, and then the sexy pistols jumped onto the table where food was laid out.

"They want to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the six little stand-ins started munching on the food.

Giorno couldn't help but be curious; a Stand could actually eat?

Just then, his gaze fell on the person behind Mista, who was acting suspiciously and seemed to be one of their targets.

"Mista, there's a target behind you, let's go!" Giorno casually reminded Mista, and then the two of them followed the person as if nothing had happened.

The sexy pistols also put down their food and ran over with Mista and the others, while No.2 was still eating.

Enraged, No.1 punched him in the face, then dragged the reluctant No.2 away.

When guests arrived, they suddenly noticed that the food looked like it had been gnawed by rats. But upon closer inspection, the teeth marks were surprisingly neat!

The person Mista and his team found was indeed one of their targets. Seeing that he had finally reached a secluded spot, Mista decisively drew his pistol.

"Wait, aren't we supposed to capture them alive?" Giorno stopped Mista.

"It's alright, I've prepared rubber bullets, they won't kill anyone." As the rubber bullets were loaded, Mista's eyes became serious.

"boom!"