Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Chapter 405 Daigo Abbacchio, the Terrifying "Fate"

“Leo Abbacchio, Gaidomista, Naranjagilka, and Panakordafugo, these four are all subordinates I trust, not bad people. Although the team is still inexperienced and hasn't had enough time to gel, but…”

At the coffee shop, Bucciarati led the way, introducing his four subordinates as he went, and opened the door.

As soon as I entered the store, I heard a clattering noise. When I looked around, I saw that the four people I had just been trying to reason with were now completely out of control, arguing and shouting at each other with ferocious expressions. The whole coffee shop was filled with the noise of these four people making a scene.

Bucciarati's face immediately darkened.

"What are you doing! I heard the noise from the shop entrance. You're causing trouble for other customers. Be serious and show some respect to the customers I brought. Maybe they'll become partners in the future!"

On the way here, Bucciarati had already called to inform his subordinates of Daigo and Giorno's names, so there was no need to repeat them a second time.

Abbacchio, Mista, Narancia, and Fugo all paused for a moment, then quickly curled their lips as if nothing had happened, wanting to give the two newcomers a taste of power, ignoring Daigo and Giorno, and playing by themselves.

That's how it was originally.

But for some reason, Abbacchio betrayed them. Instead of doing what he and the other three had tacitly agreed to, he stared intently at Daigo, who was wearing the GUTS team uniform.

Abbacchio was once a police officer who joined the force after graduating from high school. He was full of passion and wanted to exercise his authority in this position to protect the people and eliminate all kinds of dark phenomena in society.

However, that passion was soon crushed by overwhelming reality. In Italy, one could not survive without going along with the corrupt practices. So one day, Abbacchio bowed to reality and accepted a bribe from outside.

It was precisely because of his bribery that a colleague who had been very kind to him was tragically murdered.

From that moment on, Abbacchio realized that his life was completely ruined. He chose to leave the police force and degenerate into a thug, becoming the kind of gangster he once despised when he was still full of passion, the kind of thug who would be arrested if he encountered someone.

That was his own self-exile. This exile stemmed not only from his guilt over causing the death of his colleague, but also from his knowledge that he could no longer become the kind of person he had admired and wanted to be when he was young.

But now—

Leo Abbacchio remained motionless.

"Hey, Abbacchio, what are you doing? Have you betrayed us? We're the veterans of the team! Are you trying to side with those two newbies and rebel? Say something, Abbacchio!"

Nalanjia, whose IQ was low, muttered to himself, noticed Abbacchio's strange behavior, and foolishly shouted out the thoughts of the four of them, giving Abbacchio's shoulder a hard push.

Leo Abbacchio remained motionless.

He just stared blankly at Daigo Madoka, at the other man's righteous team uniform, at the aura and demeanor of justice that he acted with a clear conscience, and at the face that was so honest and simple that it was easy to be fooled.

Although he was so honest that he was easily fooled, it was a face that embodied his lifelong beliefs, upheld justice, and never succumbed to darkness.

"Ah..."

Narancia approached, speaking casually: "Hey, what are you talking about, Abbacchio?"

"...I'm so jealous."

"What did you say? Speak louder!"

Did I say I was jealous of your fucking deafness?!

boom!

Abbacchio slammed Narancia's head onto the table with a flick of his wrist, instantly displaying extreme rage.

But before anyone could persuade him, Abbacchio...

His expression instantly turned calm, revealing no problem whatsoever; he was more adaptable than a chameleon, leaving only Nalanjia shouting, which looked quite comical. (Micro-fun)

Bucciarati was called over by other people nearby, who said they had something to discuss, so he left for a while.

Daigo and Giorno, who were left looking at each other, didn't back down and went forward to pull out their chairs and sit down.

“Hey, you,” Abbacchio pointed at Daigo and said coldly, “what do you do for a living? Don’t try to fool me into thinking I was part of the organization before. You can’t even fool a ghost with that kind of lie.”

Daigo thought hard for a moment, but he didn't know how to convey the GUTS team's duties to the other party in a world without monsters, so he could only suggest a similar profession: "Police, I guess?"

"Really? I knew it? Heh."

Abbacchio's expression suddenly turned incredibly gloomy, his entire body was covered by the lighting, he lowered his head and sneered, his eyelids drooping so that no one could see his eyes.

Although you can't see it, anyone can tell that it's definitely not a good expression. (Salted Fish)

"Abbacchio, something's really off about you." Mista gripped his shoulders, feeling the air grow colder. Abbacchio looked so fierce, so terrifying. "Shouldn't you be happy to see a fellow police officer?"

"Shut up."

Abbacchio's aura grew increasingly threatening, his eyes flashing with a terrifying cold light as he glared coldly at Daigo.

“Yuan Daigo… I ask you, what if everyone around you is embezzling and taking bribes, and even your boss, and your boss’s boss, are threatening you, making you turn a blind eye to crimes like theft, robbery, murder, and drug trafficking?”

"As long as you obey, you can keep getting extra income, some of which is even enough to allow you to buy a luxury car. But if you don't know what's good for you, you will be isolated by everyone and even bullied all day long, and you risk losing your police officer status."

"And even if you're stubborn, no matter what criminal you catch, they'll be released on bail in a few days. They might even break your window and steal your things while you're at work. You'll have to investigate alone, and all your colleagues will think you brought it on yourself."

"In that case, tell me, what would you choose?"

Daigo was stunned: "This?"

To be honest, he really finds it hard to imagine such a world and environment.

Whether it's the Tiga native era before the world merges, or the Gaia world and Dyna era after the merges, there's no place that fits this environment. Everyone is a good person, and even so-called 'troublemakers' are pitifully few.

But what if you absolutely have to put yourself in such an environment?

Daigo pondered for about ten seconds, trying to empathize with the situation, then looked up and said firmly, "I will do what I should do. I will arrest as many criminals as I can. When I see my colleagues and superiors embezzling or accepting bribes, I will stop them. If I can't stop them, I will go to the newspapers to expose them."

"Even if I'm stripped of my team uniform, or shot seven times in the back and forced to commit suicide, as long as I have a breath left, I will do it."

Abbacchio chuckled twice.

The laughter was eerie, containing too many emotions. He continued, "Then let me ask you, what if your actions caused the death of the only other person in the entire police station who was also a good person, who sympathized with you, was friendly to you, was kind to you, and had an outstanding sense of justice, and you only had this one friend?"

Did I cause Xincheng's death?

This was the first thing Daigo thought of.

Everyone on the Victory Team is a best friend, but Shinjo is the person who has been through thick and thin with him the most.

He caused Shinjo's death... If it was for the sake of justice, no matter how you look at it, Shinjo would only give him a thumbs up and let him continue on his way, right?

However, even if Shinjo were replaced with a friend who would resent him on his deathbed, Daigo's answer would not change, because although he was the direct cause of his friend's death, the real culprit was this chaotic world.

Even if it's just to avenge a friend, we should go all out to eliminate the ills of this chaotic society!

Daigo nodded: "Then I will continue."

Abbacchio didn't seem surprised by this, but he immediately followed up with one last question: "What if you didn't have a stunt double?"

A stand-in? I don't have one myself.

Oh, wait a minute, this is actually talking about the absence of any power outside of humans, assuming that you don't have Tiga's power to help you, and you're just facing these things as an ordinary person... That's not right, so those questions didn't actually assume that you don't have Tiga's power?

However, when he answered just now, he was actually imagining himself as an ordinary person before he went to the pyramid and obtained Ultraman Tiga's power.

Of course, Daigo didn't feel underestimated; he simply nodded again: "My answer remains unchanged."

"Hehe, hehehehehe... Good, good! What a righteous, indomitable, and self-disciplined police officer! I want to give you a thumbs up!"

Abbacchio had clearly vented his frustration and couldn't hold back, spouting sarcastic remarks that even Fugo and Mista, who were standing next to him, were afraid of and deliberately distanced themselves from him.

At the same time, Abbacchio swung his hand, quickly unzipped his pants, took out two cups, and placed them under the table, letting the yellow liquid stain them.

The liquid was poured into two full glasses, then picked up and quickly placed in front of Daigo and Giorno respectively. (Lanlan)

"Since you're so righteous, then drink it! This is a gift from your senior, a delicious cup of tea. How about it? Drink it, drink it! Why aren't you drinking it? Hurry up and drink it, or I'll have to fight you!"

Daigo was speechless.

Abbacchio did everything without trying to hide it from him and Giorno, so of course they both knew what it was.

Daigo was deeply shocked and also felt deeply confused. After all, he was not the kind of person with profound wisdom and emotional intelligence, and it was impossible for him to see through Abbacchio's heart and thoughts. Therefore, he could not understand what Abbacchio meant at all.

How can someone change their expression so quickly? Why is that?

Moreover, the local Italians here are so rude, offering people drinks like this?

No, judging from Giorno's expression, this shouldn't be a local specialty.

"Don't joke around. This is no joke. Besides, doing this will contaminate the cups. What if an unsuspecting shop owner washes them together with other cups?"

Daigo immediately stood up, reached out and picked up two cups full of yellow tea, intending to go out and empty them, then wash them thoroughly and bring them back.

As for the accusation against Abbacchio, we'll leave that for later.

At the same moment Daigo stood up, Abbacchio, his face contorted with rage, spoke up, seemingly furious about something: "Don't think you can get away with this so easily, Melancholy Blues, come out!"

Swish!

The humanoid Stand, Gloomy Blues, appears. Although Gloomy Blues's strength and speed are only on par with the peak of human abilities, and it is not the type that is good at offense, it is generally enough to snatch two cups of ill-intentioned 'tea' from the human.

But right under everyone's noses, Daigo nimbly dodged the attack from the Melancholy Blues.

However, just as Abbacchio, Mista, Narancia, and Fugo were all dumbfounded and shocked, thinking that there was no chance of success, Daigo suddenly and without warning threw one of the 'tea' cups in his hand away.

The direction it was thrown out of was exactly towards the undeserved disaster, Giorno, who was just an undeserved byproduct.

Giorno instinctively opened his mouth, using the power of his Stand, Gold Experience, to bring inanimate objects to life. He created a tiny jellyfish, about the size of a tooth and containing 98% water, in his mouth. The jellyfish then swallowed all the 'tea' that was thrown at him, allowing Giorno to escape unscathed.

"!"

Boom!

In that instant, the sense of disharmony he felt earlier when he punched Bucciarati returned. Giorno's hair stood on end, cold sweat poured down his back, and he muttered, "No, this isn't right. Sure enough, something is really strange!"

"What are you saying?!" Fugo, along with Mista and Narancia, shouted.

This shout wasn't because they hadn't noticed anything; on the contrary, at that very moment, a fleeting yet incredibly intense sense of déjà vu flashed through their minds.

It's not the feeling of déjà vu related to Daigo, but rather the feeling of Giorno drinking 'tea'.

Although no one would have thought Giorno would drink it before it happened, the sense of déjà vu immediately came to mind after it actually occurred.

This feeling of déjà vu was fleeting and would be forgotten immediately, but in the instant it was about to be forgotten, Giorno's bluntness forced Abbacchio and the others to catch the feeling of déjà vu for a moment.

"I had this thought all along, but it turned out that this was neither an accident, nor a coincidence, nor was it my paranoia; there was definitely a problem."

"This bizarre reality, what, there is definitely something manipulating our 'actions', no, rather than 'now,' should it be 'heading towards'? Every cell in my body is screaming right now, like a newborn baby thrown into a pitch-black room, without parents, and the doors and windows are all closed, making it hard to even breathe!"

Having had two experiences, Giorno can use this analogy to describe his current feelings.

Although Abbacchio and the others couldn't describe it because it was their first time, they understood from Giorno's description that they felt the same way.