The weather forecaster knelt down, grabbed his collar and said, "Give me back my memory quickly."

"Domenico, as your elder brother, I'm sorry." Pucci said, "First of all, I will never return your memory to you. Secondly, your memory disc has been stolen by Jonson Joffrey. Take it."

What? !The weather forecaster thought in shock.

"Why? Why did you take away my memory?" The weather forecaster pressed Pucci's head to the ground and asked loudly.

"Because I'm your brother, I have to stop you. Everything I do is for you, Dominique." Puqi lied shamelessly. After hearing this, the weather forecaster even suppressed Puqi's hand. All loosened up a little.

From the beginning until now, life has been a blank for the weather forecast——

Loneliness, pain, darkness, ignorance, cold... have always surrounded him. After that, he, without memory, is like a puppet on a string, and his life is meaningless.

He didn't even know that he had lost his memory. If he hadn't met Emporio's mother, Marilyn, he would have known that he had lost his memory, so he had a goal in life, which was to find his own memory.

But where to look, where to go, is blank.

He still lived his life in the same muddle as before, until he met Jonson Joffrey.

He said that the White Snake's ability can take away people's memories and substitutes.

At this time, the life of the weather forecast finally revealed a dark corner, and he began to engrave memories in his blank brain. He always felt that since Jonson knew so many things, he must be able to help him retrieve his memories.

Moreover, he was also very envious that the relationship between Jonson, Qiao Luno and Xu Lun was just like the relationship between relatives he had read in the book.

Me, do weather forecasters have loved ones too?

To be honest, if possible, he would also like to have an older brother, but all of this is nothingness like a monkey fishing for the moon.

"I'm your brother, Dominique." Pucci shouted, "Everything I do is for you."

Hearing this, the weather forecaster finally let go of his fist, and Puqi was finally able to breathe.

"We are twins." Pucci said, putting his hand on the weather forecaster's shoulder, "Because your ability [weather forecast] is really terrifying, some people in this world can't control their doubles very well, you When I was a teenager, I killed the whole town."

"In order to prevent you from going berserk, I took away your memory. At that time, everyone wanted to judge you, so I had no choice but to send you to prison. Now I have also become a priest, just to make atonement."

The weather forecaster opened his eyes wide and asked in disbelief, "Is what you said true?"

"Of course, and Jonson Joffrey also knows that he is the mastermind behind the scenes. He took away your memory just to use you."

The weather forecaster opened his eyes wide. What happened in the past hour or so had shocked him too much.

"Johnson actually..."

"Yes, that's it. Your memory is in the hands of Jonson Joffrey. You can only go to him to restore your memory!"

Chapter 338 Let My Platinum Star Greet The Inverted Pope

The weather forecaster let go of Father Pucci's collar, feeling something was wrong.

"You said, Jonson took my memory?" The weather forecaster looked down at Pucci, his world was actually blank, he lost his memory, sometimes like a child, even some common sense of life Do not know at all.

Because he has no memory, he lives like a child. The weather forecaster is willing to help Jonson, because it is he who made his blank memory draw a profound stroke.

Weather forecasters don't have much affection for others, but they yearn for relationships between people. Only when people have relationships with other people can life become meaningful.

He has always believed that Jonson must have a reason before deciding to leave everyone.

Because he can feel the hot feelings from his companions.

"A person's past is very important, but the future is also very important. You must take good care of the valuable things. If someone tells you to change from one to zero, then let yourself change from zero to one hundred." This is what Johnson told him when he brought Johnson to the men's prison.

Probably because of the blank memory, there are very few trustworthy people, and the memory of the weather forecast before that is limited to the dark prison and Marilyn's empty ghost house.

"Precious memory, I must keep it safe this time." The weather forecaster suddenly said to Pucci: "Jonson told me that you may come to take away my memory every six years."

"Is this true?" asked the weatherman, but still didn't get Pucci up from the ground.

Pucci secretly thought something was wrong, he went back to find his pile of DISKs before leaving, the plankton and discs he put there to guard the discs were gone, and there were traces of fighting.

He guessed that his CD was definitely stolen by someone else. He guessed a little, and no one else would take it except Jonson Joffrey, but Jonson Joffrey has not returned the CD to the weather forecaster.

Pucci made a simple guess. If it was him, he would also read the memory of the weather forecast first. If Jonson had read the memory of the weather forecast, then Jonson would never give him the CD.

If the CD is really given to him, and the weather forecast can really display its greatest ability, even Jonson Joffrey's inverse pope cannot lift it.

That is the strongest mental attack, unless the weather forecaster dies or his white snake uses the cracking method he has studied for many years, other than that, it is absolutely impossible to crack.

So if he was Jonson, he would definitely not return the disc to the weather forecaster.

The weather forecast looked at Puqi who was pressed to the ground, and recalled what Giorno said, "In this world, you can feel the person who breathes with you", the life with a blank weather forecast seemed to be zero. , after meeting Jonson Joffrey, the zero is now slowly turning into one.

Now I have an older brother, but both Giorno and Jonson say he is just a liar, who should I trust now?

This is the most annoying part of weather forecasting. He is blank, but he still has to rely on his intuition to make choices.

Do you choose this brother who breathes and flows the same blood as you, or a person who has just met for less than a day, but has turned zero's life into one?

"One hundred is a perfect life." Johnson's words echoed in his ears.

I want my life to become a perfect life from now on.

He let go of Puqi, and got up from the ground. Puqi breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, this family connection will not be broken. He and the weather forecast are twin brothers. Now he just needs to continue to let the weather believe him, and then Just fight Jonson Joffrey.

Fate's purpose is for me to defeat Jonson Joffrey.

Puqi got up from the ground, wanting to keep warming the weather forecast with his brother's loving hug, but just as he stretched out his hand, the weather forecast punched him in the stomach——

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