"It's really disgusting, why are human beings always so arrogant when they are doing unforgivable things but always have to stand on the moral high ground and look down on all beings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info don't even have the consciousness of being a wicked person, and they still make a look of 'I'm doing a good deed' here. Ahh Raman and you are the same creature, and now you are not even as good as Raman. ”

"It's thanks to you, I admire you, Dio. Even though everyone is saying bad things about you after four years of getting along, I understand how good and sparkling you are. Even in the most glorious days of the Connor family, there was no one who could compare with you, seemingly unruly, cynical, indifferent to others, self-centered, and unreasonable, but..."

And John couldn't hold back a word after 'but', he very much wanted to find a compliment that matched the girl in front of him, and after a long time, John touched his chin, as if he had surrendered. I can say a lot when I have a lot of shortcomings...

“... If you can't find any new words, I'll blow your head off. ”

"Wait a minute... I think I'll still be able to find some good places... For example, a smart woman, a literary girl who likes literature, etc., and her marksmanship is also admirable... I don't know why people can't find a sophistry to refute it... It's also very reliable when it's critical.,It's my proud sister.。 ”

Is it really a failure, and in the end there is no 'merit' at all? Dio's mouth is deflated, she has brought pain to many people, and she herself has not the slightest reflection, she was born in human form, she has fallen into evil, she has no regrets, and she is ruthless. Nothing reassures her more than the weapon in her hand, and no one can make her give up her own 'interests' to help others. Just living is destined to bring suffering to tens of thousands of people, and she should be such a creature - like the humans on high, who will do anything for herself.

Sir Blois did everything for himself, but in the end he got a monster like the Raven Man. Under that ugly appearance, it unexpectedly made Dior feel a trace of 'empathy'. She and the Raven Man may have been the same creature, Dio sighed, opened the magazine, and all the bullets were drawn. The huge .50 Magnum was larger than the .44 Magnum used by the Colt Mont Python, and it was almost difficult for her small hands to grip it, and she then put all the bullets in her pocket, leaving only one bullet, refilling the magazine, loading, and aiming.

"TO PUT IT BLUNTLY, WE DON'T HAVE TO BE HOSTILE, BUT I CAN'T SWALLOW THIS BREATH, JOJO, LET'S MAKE A BET NOW," DIO TOOK AIM AT JOHN WITHOUT HESITATION, "USE ALL THE MEANS AT YOUR DISPOSAL TO BLOCK A BULLET WITH A CHAMBERING SPEED OF NEARLY TWO KILOMETERS PER SECOND, AND IF THIS BULLET DESTROYS ANYTHING IN THIS ROOM, THEN, EVEN IF I WIN." Your desire to join "D-10" is all over the place, and I'll report you to MI6. If the bullet doesn't break anything, then you win. The D-10 War Department will give you a spot... As for what you want to do, that's none of my business. ”

What are you kidding, even if John really cultivated Ripple, it would be impossible to block the .50 caliber Magnum bullet. As long as it hits any part of the human body, it can be easily destroyed, even a monster like Sixteen Nights, whose system is far superior to that of humans, does not dare to guarantee that it will be able to dodge at such a close distance, let alone block it - as long as Dio uses his ability, this is an impossible task.

"Hey, aren't you kidding? There's no need for such a reason for murder. John said helplessly.

"I didn't say I'm going to shoot at you, I think I made it clear. Dio smiled.

Yes, as long as the bullet destroys anything in this room, it is a victory for Dior. It's not a fair showdown, it's fair or anything, and there's no place in the world. If Dior had to choose a more 'fair' approach, it would probably be to roll the text with pennies with crowns on both sides, and at least there would be a chance of a draw standing up, and she didn't think John had any chance of winning.

"So, I'll count to three. ”

"Wait a minute..."

"Three. ”

John's eyes widened, perhaps out of fear, and he shuddered at the sound of the gunshot, but even so, he didn't move. The sound of gunfire echoed through Sir Blois's mansion, and Dio easily withdrew the cartridge casings after firing the shot. Without checking the result, she pulled Yuru to the side, who was standing alone, and walked over to the stunned Sir Blois. John came back to his senses and realized that nothing was broken in the room.

"I don't usually have sympathy for people, Sir Blois. But now I still have some pity for you, and the abominable monster in front of you is your daughter. ”

“... Aisha?" Sir Blois stepped forward tremblingly, and the Raven Man seemed to be afraid of this Sir Blois, and could not help but break free from Saria's embrace and take two steps back.

Seeing this, Sir Blois finally understood the true face of this monster. She didn't want to see herself anymore, and Aisha took one last look at Sir Blois, and threw herself into the window to jump out of the window.

"Wait a minute, Aisha, is it really you?" Sir Blois tried to catch up with the crow man with his cane, but the old man fell to the ground because of his leg inconvenience, and even so, the old man was desperate to save his unrecognizable relatives. In the end, the Raven Man could not leave the lonely old man behind, and she stopped moving, a mournful whimper came out of her throat.

John hurriedly lifted Sir Blois to his feet, and the haggard elder embraced Aisha, tears streaming down his cloudy eyes. Saria gasped and pressed against her chest, a wry smile on her pale face.

"Aisha, she... Didn't hate you. Father, allow me to call you that, you have done everything for Aisha. Dior, I also want to say something to you. ”

"It's hard to remember me. ”

There was not the slightest guilt on Dior's face, and he said indifferently as he filled the magazine of the M500.

“... yes, maybe it's not realistic to forget," Salia shook her head with a wry smile before looking at John, "Gentlemen, it's a lady's time to talk at home. ”

John helped Sir Blois and nodded to Saria, then looked at Dio, who was about to say something, opened his mouth, but choked in his throat, and finally had to leave the room with the old man and the crowman. The old man's gaze never left the crow man, and what kind of sadness was on the old tearful face?

"You're still excessive, as always, in this kind of thing. Saria leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Dio feebly.

"It is the artist who tells the truth with lies, and it is the politician who covers up the truth with lies. If reality is cruel, then the lies that cover up the cruel reality may be gentle. That is to say - meekness is a lie, and I never lie. Everyone thinks I'm not a good person, and I actually think so, but in the end, it's me who is the most 'moral' person, and it's me who is the most sinful person who can or will make countless people suffer. ”

Dio took a sip of her pipe, she didn't light it, maybe it was a little 'guilt' for Saria. After all, she had forgotten the names of the people she had been with for three years, and somewhere in her rusty heart, there might have been a trace of peeling rust revealing the bloody inside.

"Do you think the truth matters?"

"Why, not at all. But those who don't know the truth can only be toyed with between applause like 'La Traviata'. The truth is nothing, the truth... Just the bargaining chips that give you the ability to cover it up with tons of lies and make your profit are the capital that stands out from the inactive crowd - and the precursor to the self-destruction of that crowd. ”

What can we do if we know the truth? No matter how famous the detectives of the Twilight Nation are, they will never be able to shake the situation in Britain. The detective who tells the truth with the truth can only punish the sinner, while the evil man who stands in the dark with an arrogant face and does not say a word has nothing to lose. Even if Sherlock is clever, Aisha and Saria's story will not change in the slightest. As the detective himself said, all she did was self-satisfaction, a clear conscience about her actions, in other words, she acted for the sake of so-called 'justice'.

In other words, as long as what Dior did in Avar was known to her, Sherlock would take her to court for that trivial desire. All the evidence was in the hands of that man, and even if he was killed several times by Dio, he would still be alive in the hands of Raman.

"John has always been just one of a thousand cogs," said Saraya helplessly, "and he has no right to decide everything. ”

"What are you explaining to a wicked man?" Dior snorted, "It doesn't matter much to me what he does, I'm only here because someone has entrusted me with the task of handling things here." The result of the handling was not satisfactory, and I did not have any ability to sanction the initiator, nor did I have that interest. I'm not a detective, I'm not a good person, and there's no difference in the nature between what John Connor and Dio Connor did. He acted for his own purposes, and I acted for my own purposes, and it was only a chance connection, and it was a connection that gave me a lot of headaches. ”

"But you're not..."

"Why do you think I'm using an empty cartridge?" Dior interrupted, "because I have a conscience? What are you kidding, if John can join the D-10, then the problem will be solved." He wouldn't be an enemy, that's all. ”

With that, Dio pushed the door open. She doesn't feel guilty about anyone, she was already such a person long before Dior became her name, and that's how she lives.