JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

When Diablo arrived at the stationery section, he didn't intend to make any purchases, since there were hardly any people there.

Just as he passed the container, an eraser suddenly turned into a spring-loaded ballpoint pen, and the pen tip was twisted, about to burst!

"not good!!"

Before Diablo could react, the pen tip suddenly popped out, and the entire pen lead shot towards Diablo's eye!

Before he could dodge, Diablo quickly tilted his head to avoid the pen refill.

"She's still here!"

Diablo dared not make any further moves, cautiously surveying his surroundings.

This strange ability didn't lead him to any conclusions for a short time.

It doesn't look like a displacement.

Because the eraser reappeared right after the pen tip was ejected.

This indicates that the Stand ability has been deactivated.

Replacing the item shouldn't bring it back.

Diablo looked around again, but strangely, he couldn't see the woman anywhere.

Furthermore, the doorbell did not ring again, which means that no one left during this period.

Diablo simply couldn't believe she had vanished right before everyone's eyes.

The lack of surveillance footage at the scene, coupled with the fact that there was no security camera in the small shop, significantly increased the difficulty of the search.

Diablo could only focus even more intently to prevent being ambushed again.

Just then, a scruffy-looking thug walked by, his tone filled with dissatisfaction and confusion, "What's going on? Where did that gorgeous woman go?"

Diablo didn't hear what he said. In the instant they brushed past each other, the thug suddenly pulled out a knife with his right hand and stabbed Diablo in the back of the heart.

But Diablo reacted faster, throwing a punch the instant the Crimson King appeared, landing a blow on the thug's shoulder!

"Ah—" The thug was also terrified. He was punched and knocked onto the display case, which collapsed, scattering the goods all over the ground.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't know..." The thug looked at his right hand, which was holding a knife, in surprise and begged for mercy desperately.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, when he grabbed the knife, or why he stabbed someone.

But Diablo in front of him didn't look like an ordinary person, and he was also very good at fighting.

At this point, other customers also gathered around.

"I'm so sorry, I really don't know what happened," the thug kept begging for mercy.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and a policeman walked in. "What's going on? Why are you all gathered around?"

As he spoke, the policeman quickly stepped into the middle of the crowd and saw the thug holding a knife. "Stop! Put the knife down!"

The police immediately drew their guns and pointed them at the thugs, who appeared unusually skilled. They first placed the knife on the ground, then raised their hands high, lay down on the ground, and quickly covered their heads with their hands.

That's quite a skill.

After handcuffing him, the police officer turned to Diablo and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I hope I didn't frighten you. I'm so sorry."

Looking at the old policeman, Diablo felt he looked somewhat familiar. "You look familiar..."

“Oh, my name is Dongfang Liangping, I’m a patrol officer in this area. You should have seen me on the street before.” Liangping pulled the thug up, then looked at Diablo.

"Why don't you come with me to the police station to make a statement? Don't worry, it won't take you long."

"Ok."

Although the woman is gone, this man just attacked me; they must have some kind of relationship.

Diablo left the store with Ryohei.

The cashier quickly lifted the display case and tidied up the merchandise.

Just after she finished setting out the merchandise, a woman with burgundy hair stood behind her, and blood was still flowing from her right shoulder.

"I was too careless this time. No, Xizawa Town is no longer safe!" Jacqueline left the store, determined to start her escape again.

A Stand user with this level of power is practically like Luxie, the number one Stand user below the leader, or even stronger!

She sat in the car, her left hand covering her bleeding right shoulder, her gaze fixed on the endless sea…

Chapter 52 Letting the Wolf In

Morio Town, police station.

Here, Diablo learns that the man who attacked him is named Ken Aso, an unemployed man with a long criminal record.

He himself insisted that he did not attack Diablo, that he did not know why he had a knife in his hand, or why his arm stabbed someone on its own.

"You bastard, are you being controlled by someone else?" Ryohei was furious. How could he still be so stubborn after being caught?

So many people witnessed it; he was the one who swung the knife at people.

"I just don't know! You old man, are you trying to force a confession out of me?" Aso Ken was so anxious that he slammed his fist on the table.

Diablo, who was responsible for identifying him, spoke up for him, saying, "Officer Dongfang, I think he makes sense. How about this, I won't pursue the matter further."

“Listen to this, everyone’s saying I’m innocent!” Aso Ken pointed at Diablo with an excited expression.

This action surprised Dongfang Liangping, but he still glared at him fiercely, "Even if they are kind enough not to pursue the matter, you still have to stay in the station for one night."

Aso Ken didn't care about this, after all, it felt like he was coming home.

But he never expected that it would be so cold here at night, and that they wouldn't even provide blankets!

Diablo had just left the police station and was about to go back when Ryohei caught up from behind. "I'm so sorry, sir, such a thing happened in my area of ​​responsibility."

“It’s alright, I’m not hurt either.” Diablo couldn’t help but sigh as he looked at the man who was three years younger than Holly.

Joseph, you old bastard, you're really playing it safe!

The father of your mistress isn't even as old as your daughter.

Think about it from another perspective: Josuke's older sister is even older than his maternal grandfather...

I'm speechless. The Joestar family tree is right here. Joseph, you can leave the group now!

"I feel really bad for startling you. How about you come to my house for dinner tonight?" Ryohei warmly invited.

Upon hearing that he wanted to go to his house, Diablo's mind raced, and he readily agreed after a moment.

They returned to Josuke Higashikata's house with Ryohei.

Along the way, Ryohei chatted with him, "Are you here for tourism in Morioh? You've come to the right place, Morioh is a really nice place."

“I have a daughter and a grandson.”

"Oh? And what about your son-in-law?" Diablo asked, deliberately bringing up a sensitive topic.

When his son-in-law was mentioned, Ryohei's emotions changed somewhat, but he didn't say anything polite.

"That person... cough, don't worry about him, I can take good care of them, they're very hospitable."

Upon arriving at the Higashikata residence, Ryohei immediately took out his key to open the door, and Diavolo followed him inside.

"Grandpa, you're back..." Josuke heard the door open and excitedly ran out of the kitchen.

But to his surprise, Diablo was standing in the living room!

"Hey, Josuke!" Ryohei picked up Josuke and then looked at Diavolo.

"This is my grandson, Josuke Higashikata. Isn't he adorable?"

“You are indeed very cute. Hello, little Josuke Higashikata!” Diavolo smiled gently and patted Josuke’s head.

Is your hair stiff? Did you use hairspray?

Looking closely, it really does resemble the shape of a steak head!

“Dad, you’re back…” Tomoko poked her head out of the kitchen wearing an apron, but the moment she saw Diablo, the spoon in her hand fell to the ground.

"Tomoko, be careful! You're such a grown woman, why are you still so careless?" Ryohei couldn't help but scold his daughter.

Diavolo, on the other hand, sat on the sofa, with Josuke sitting obediently beside him.

As for how to be well-behaved, do you know how to keep your legs tightly closed and place your hands in fists on your knees?

Yes, that's it!

"Are you a good person or a bad person?" Josuke asked nervously.

He simply couldn't tell whether Diablo was good or bad.

He claimed to be a good person, yet he threatened the mother and son.

He was called a bad person, but he cured his own fever.

Pucci: That's mine, my credit...

At this moment, Josuke, who was still a child, was completely dumbfounded.

“Me? I never define myself as a good person or a bad person. I want to be a free person!” Diavolo looked at Josuke.

Allen: What a coincidence, me too.

"True freedom is not about being able to do whatever you want, but about being able to say no to things you don't want to do!"

Josuke nodded thoughtfully after listening, but Diablo knew he hadn't understood at all.

After all, he's only four years old; how could he possibly understand such profound principles?

Tomoko nervously asked her father why he brought a stranger home.

“People come to Morioh for tourism, and they get attacked in my jurisdiction. Of course I have a responsibility to treat them to a meal!” Ryohei didn’t see anything wrong with it.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and cook, and remember to make something to go with your drinks." Ryohei waved his hand and went back to the living room.

Seeing her grandson and Diablo chatting so harmoniously on the sofa, she felt a sense of relief and then went back to her room to change her clothes.

Although Tomoko was terrified of Diavolo, she ultimately didn't tell her father about what happened that day. She didn't want him to worry too much.

Moreover, Diablo never returned after that.

"Do you know my father?" Josuke asked expectantly, his voice trembling slightly.