Naples, the headquarters of the newly established winery organization is actually the same warehouse.

Everyone was discussing the danger of Apaki.

When Nalanga thought of the treasure of almost one billion lira missing, his heart was trembling.

"That's a billion li, how much does it cost! It's gone! I don't dare to have it, just let me touch it. Even if I smell it, it's okay!"

Fuge: "Hey, hey, you're too obsessed with money."

"That's right, I've never seen any money since I was a child, but I don't look like you, the eldest young master."

"Why did I suddenly get involved in my origin? No matter how bad the eldest young master is, he is still hiding here with you?"

"That's right..."

"What does your expression mean? Do you want to fight?"

Bugalati: "You are almost done. One billion lira sounds like a lot. Just the underworld industry in Naples that we control, the annual turnover is close to one hundred billion lira. For us now, making money is not a difficult thing."

Naranga: "But Bugalati, that's not what I want!"

Ronan: "Don't you have Apaki? The melancholy blues are here. What are you worried about? You can find it if you are careful in the future."

"That's right..."

If there is melancholy blues here, then of course there is no need to worry about this problem.

Jotaro: "What, you are discussing one hundred billion? Lira? If it is converted into US dollars... 620,000? Not much..."

Abudru: "No, no, no, there are already a lot, Master Jotaro."

“Are there many?”

Porunarev: "Aren't there many?"

Jotaro: "I don't know, I've never touched money, I'm not interested in it."

The poor guys instantly felt like they were blinded. Damn, is this the world of rich people? Is this the heir of the SPW consortium?

"Ronan, come and judge. This guy Jotaro has caused us psychological damage. Isn't that much money?"

Ronan: "Ah... there are indeed a lot..."

"ah?"

"To be honest, I have never touched money, and I am not interested in it."

The rest: "You guys are enough!"

Faughey: "Speaking of this, the guy named Zkero's ability is to turn a person into a layer of skin through a wound created by a substitute, and to imitate you, Apaki?"

Apaki nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"I was just thinking, if he wanted to put you on his body, he would always find a hole to drill in, so how did he drill in?"

Apaki was shocked: "How do I know? Can you ask a question that someone can answer?"

"Nah, Mr. Ronan, Bugalati, Apaki who you went to rescue, have you seen it clearly?"

Bugalati: "Uh...why...what to say..."

After removing his abilities, Apaki instantly bounced out of Zkero's body. Nothing indescribable happened, but as for how Zkero put on Apaki's skin, it's really not clear.

Bugalati and Ronan imagined that Zkero entered Apaki's body with a vulgar look on his face... Oh! This picture is so beautiful that I can't imagine it.

Apaki looked at the gradually slutty smiles of others, and he was hysterical, "Don't think about it all! Stop! Stop!"

People with high emotional intelligence: "Ahem, we don't think about anything. Everyone is an upright person, a noble person, and a person who is free from low-level interests will not think about these things that are not there."

The rest: "Yes, yes, we are all true gentlemen and never think about things without evidence. We just can't take it true!"

Nalanga, who has low emotional intelligence: "Huh? So, Apaki, what holes can you drill into? Uh... Is your butt okay?"

Apaki ran away on the spot, picked up Nalanga's collar, and roared, "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense! I want to die, right?"

"Why are you so angry?"

"Why do you think I'm so angry?"

"Okay OK, I won't say it, I'm such a stingy..."

"Are you looking for a fight?" Apaki took out the folding knife directly.

"Wow, Apaki is really angry!"

“…”

Bugalati: "Okay, that's all for the chat, let's continue to discuss how to capture the issue of Diapolo."

"I have a question. Since we can't catch him, why don't we just let him wander around like this? Anyway, we just need to defeat the passionate organization that cannot escape. In this way, what kind of wave can a person's Diapolo make?"

"Being able to say such words means you don't understand the combat power of the substitute at all, and you don't know what kind of person Diapolo is!" Risut opposed.

"I think the stand-in battles these days can make you smarter. It seems that you still have too little experience. Can't that rotten substitute alert you?"

Fuga: "What do you mean by saying this? Don't we have Mr. Ronan? We have Mr. Jotaro, and with so many friends from the same camp, are you still afraid that Diapolo will succeed?"

Risut: "Hmph, you really don't know what's wrong. I heard that you have a high IQ? Doesn't you look very good now?"

"Do you want to fight?"

"If you're willing to die, then I don't mind!"

Ronan: "Okay!"

The entire warehouse was quiet for a while, and everyone looked at Luo Nan.

"Jotaro and I, including Porunarev, will not be permanent in Italy. After all, this place must be operated under your management. There is only a thousand days of thieves but no reason to defend against thieves. Diapolo must be destroyed!"

Bugalati: "I mean that too. I don't know what you mean?"

After saying that, Ronan, Bugalati and others looked at the reactions of the others.

Fouge: "You are right, I have no objection."

Fuge surrendered, and the rest had no objection.

With Ronan and Jotaro here, and Gioruno is also a medical soldier, it is not a problem to fight Diapolo, and you don’t even have to worry about getting hurt, but the problem is how to find Diapolo.

Boss Chin has forged his death since he killed his adoptive father at the age of nineteen, and his love is always a fake name. After creating a passionate organization, he even implemented the principle of hiding himself to the end. He is a strict social phobia patient.

He almost never had direct contact with people, and his daily affairs were arranged by phone or email. Even though he had purchased many properties, he had never stayed in them for even one night.

It is really not easy to find such a person who is good at hiding himself in the vast sea of ​​people.

However, in this world with stand-alone, everything is possible.

Joseph Josda is simply a complete boss. It is not that in terms of force, but that Joseph's ability can pass through the layers of disguise of Diapolo and see him directly.

It is simply the end of social phobia patients.

Ronan looked at Jotaro and asked, "Are you ready?"

Jotaro nodded.

"Very good, so let everyone see the power of your platinum printer."

“Platinum printer…”

Jotaro rolled his eyes, and did not care about Ronan's jokes, but called out the Platinum Star, and then handed it the pen and paper.

"Actually, this ability to write belongs to my grandfather. I just met Grandpa in Ronan's ability, and then wrote down these pictures and let Platinum Star paint for you..."

Buzz ~Crack,Crack,Crack!

Soon, an exquisite sketch appeared in front of everyone. Although they were just using pencils and white paper to draw clothes in such a short time, everyone did not see any obvious distortion with their naked eyes.

The photo shows a wild man with long scattered pink hair and black spots on his scattered pink hair. He is wearing sexy net-patterned clothes on his upper body and purple trousers on his lower body. He is handsome, but his expression is very cruel and cruel. He sits quietly in a dim little room, with a laptop in front of him, as if he is investigating something.

"Oh, it turns out that this is Diapolo's appearance. It's really unexpected. I thought he was an ugly guy, so I didn't dare to see anyone."

Everyone just took turns to read the first picture, and then the second picture was drawn by Platinum Star.

"Wow, there is? Why so fast?"

The quality of the second sketch is no worse than the first one, and there is even more information. Moreover, the person drawn on this sketch is significantly different from the first one. This is clearly a boy with a long pink braid, and only that pair of pants is the common point between the two photos. This time, Diapolo was rushing, so he also drew some street scenes on the sketch.

"Damn it, there are such streets in many places in Italy, and this is nothing!"

Immediately afterwards, the third sketch was already drawn, and looking at the appearance of Platinum Star, there was no intention of stopping. This time, everyone understood why Ronan called Platinum Star a Platinum Printer. It turned out that this was called a printer, advanced!

If a painter is here, he will definitely be frightened by the super high efficiency of Platinum Star. This is definitely a level that humans cannot reach. This is the level that can only be achieved by the peak of A-level speed and operation precision.

More than a dozen sketches were drawn in a row, each of which was different, and each one contained a lot of information. After careful examination by everyone like Levinhoek, we finally found the city where Diapolo is now hiding in these pictures, Rome!

"Look at this place, the corner is above, which seems to be part of the Colosseum."

"And this one, here, the last letter on the top of this Roman column, and the last letter on the Pantheon is also it."

"And this one, although this snack is available in Italy, it is only visible on the streets of Rome."

Ronan: "So it's obvious, let's go to Rome!"
Chapter completed!