When others call you 'Princess Wakana', do you really think of yourself as a princess?

Jon waved his hand impatiently, "We are detectives, not servants. You should just go and do what you have to do."

Princess Wakana's expression froze.

Beside him, Shotaro Zuo was a little dumbfounded.

Good brother, you really don’t give any face to Fengdu’s popular idol DJ.

One word, absolutely!

After a long time, Princess Wakana came back to her senses.

She pointed at Jon, "You...how dare you..."

Jon looked at the other person with a retarded look, "Are you okay? As a radio host, why can't you even speak smoothly?"

Critical hit.

The effect is outstanding.

Princess Wakana was so angry that she turned her head and walked away from her original position.

Shotaro Zuo swallowed and gave a thumbs up to Jon, "Awesome, I never thought that someone could treat Princess Wakana like this."

"What kind of princess? It's just a stage name. If you really want to find a princess, you have to go to a castle or a KTV. Why do you come to the broadcasting building?"

Jon shrugged, "Don't forget, we are here to do work. Use your professional detective skills to see if there are any stalkers around here?"

"Stalkers don't write 'I am a stalker' on their foreheads..." Shotaro Zuo pressed the brim of his hat, "However, I do think that if the stalker knew Princess Wakana's true nature, she would definitely

Very disappointed."

Jon asked, "Like you?"

Shotaro Zuo nodded.

But then, he came to his senses and retorted: "I am a serious fan... ahem, at least I was before. Don't associate me with a stalker, you bastard."

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Although Princess Wakana's true character is quite bad, it has to be said that her professionalism is indeed not a guarantee.

When she sat in front of the radio, she looked like a completely different person, gentle and intellectual.

Plus that sweet voice.

How can those otakus control themselves?

I won’t mention it if it’s far away.

Just talking about Shotaro Zuo who was outside the broadcast room, he couldn't help but reveal a silly smile on his face.

"Okay, thank you for your support of this program, goodbye... Dear listeners, Mr. Sato just shared with us his experience of meeting the "Skeleton Man" a few days ago.

Next, we will answer a call from another listener."

Needless to say, Princess Wakana's professionalism is still very strong. She hosted a simple radio show called "Kai Tan" and made it lively and interesting.

Jon nodded secretly.

At this moment, Princess Wakana's expression froze inexplicably, "Friends from the audience, please stop joking. Let's talk about the topic of anchors later. Please share..."

Halfway through her words, she was interrupted by the mysterious man on the other end of the phone laughing strangely.

"Your Highness, urban legends and ghost stories don't matter at all. I just want to ask you. Which number is your favorite?"

Princess Wakana didn't want to answer, but she had no choice. It was being broadcast live and she couldn't hang up the other party's call. She could only reluctantly say: "Okay, my favorite number is 7."

"I knew it..." the mysterious man smiled, "I know everything about you. Please wait for my surprise."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Princess Wakana didn't pay much attention at first, just thinking it was a silly prank.

unexpectedly.

The next second, a violent explosion suddenly occurred not far from the broadcasting building.

——An electric windmill collapsed.

From a distance, it looks like a curved ‘7’!

Shotaro Zuo was dumbfounded.

Jon also looked ugly.

They never imagined that the stalker could be so extreme.

Having said that, this has gone beyond the category of stalker and risen to the level of terrorist, right?

"Jojo, you protect Princess Wakana here, and I'll go outside and take a look." Shotaro Zuo said hurriedly.

Before he could rush out, Jon waved his hand and said, "No, you protect her here while I go."

Shotaro Zuo thought about it.

also.

Without saying anything, he turned around and rushed into the live broadcast room.

Jon, on the other hand, escaped from the public eye and sneaked out of the broadcasting building.

Come outside.

He directly transformed into a Kamen Rider and rushed to the scene of the crime at lightning speed.

The police haven't come yet.

After some investigation, Jon didn't find anything useful.

But what is certain is that there are no traces of explosives or gunpowder nearby.

In other words, this electric windmill was broken by pure force.

"It shouldn't be underestimated." Jon muttered to himself after releasing the transformed form.

In terms of strength alone, his own 'Lava Tyrannosaurus' form is absolutely incomparable to his opponent's.

Only by transforming into a powerful three-in-one form, might it be possible to have a fight with that guy...

Jon shook his head.

Just wanted to leave.

He saw someone in his peripheral vision.

Coincidentally, that person also discovered Jon.

After hesitating for a second, the man ran over and said, "Mr. Joestar, why are you here?"

The person who spoke was none other than Princess Wakana's assistant.

Jon frowned slightly.

What's this guy's name?

"Um... Mr. Assistant." He said slowly.

Princess Wakana's assistant seemed to notice Jon's 'embarrassment' and introduced himself: "Mr. Joestar, my name is Kamio Qiang. You can just call me Kamio."

"Okay Kamio, what are you doing here?" Jon asked.

Kamio forcefully shook the plastic bag in his hand, "Princess Wakana's water cup is missing."

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You saw it before, right? She scolded me a lot.

So, I went out specially to buy water for her.

When I came back, there was an explosion.

To be honest, it almost scared me to the point of falling down."

Submissive.

Kamio's tone and demeanor perfectly explained what "submissiveness" means.

Jon thought for a while.

This reason makes sense.

but......

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Mr. Ueio, it's boring for you to do this."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a pause, he added: "I heard that every prisoner has the habit of returning to the scene after completing a crime."

Hearing this, Qiang Qiang's expression became a little unnatural.

He forced a smile and said: "Mr. Joestar, what are you talking about? I'm just an ordinary assistant. Why blow up the windmill when I have nothing to do?"

Jon's eyes lit up.
To be continued...