My name is Yin Jiujiu, 20 years old, my mother is from Huaxia, and my father is from Italy, but few people know who my father is and where he comes from. My memory is also very vague, I have the impression that he was a very gentle man, but he died early when I was nine years old. Since then, his mother has rarely mentioned him. All I remember is his name and his blonde hair. Giorno Giobana, that's his name.

And I, Yin Jiujiu, my job is a criminal policeman. I am now holding a big case in my hands, and behind this case, there is a lot of darkness involved, including the cause of my father's death. This matter started half a year ago....

January 17, 2023

On Shanhang North Road in Jiangzhou City, a plainclothes policeman in a bar is monitoring a drug dealer, and this plainclothes policeman is Jiujiu. This one-meter-eight boy was dancing on the dance floor with several girls he didn't know, and the drug dealer was completely unaware of the danger. The moment the drug dealer stepped out of the bar, Jiujiu broke away from the crowd and quietly followed.

As if sensing someone following him, the drug dealer suddenly quickened his pace and walked into the alley. Although Jiu Jiu was a little puzzled, he also put his hand on the gun and quickened his pace to follow. A gust of wind blew, and Jiu Jiu felt that something was wrong. But it was too late.

“Nobody's Child ！”

Behind Jiujiu, the drug dealer shouted, and a child-sized humanoid phantom appeared behind him. The moment this humanoid phantom appeared, Jiujiu was pulled into a pitch-black space, and when he noticed it, he couldn't see anything.

In the darkness, small meat fists swung towards Jiu Jiu. In less than a minute, Jiu Jiu was already covered in bruises.

"Stinky policeman, with your IQ like an unhatched chicken, you still want to catch Lao Tzu. Phew, don't even think about it. You're going to die here obediently, go on, and give him the final blow!! ”

In the darkness, neither side noticed the changes in Jiujiu's body. Strands of his hair floated up and turned golden, and a black phantom slowly emerged behind him. When the child-shaped stand-in struck a fatal blow, the black stand-in behind Jiu Jiu also began to move, and he planted the black flag in his hand heavily on the ground, and instantly restored his clarity within two meters of Jiu Jiu's side.

"Muda!" A muffled voice came from the black cloak.

Then the black-clad stand-in punched the opponent's stand-in.

The drug dealer and his stand-in flew upside down, smashed against the wall as fast as he could, and couldn't get up again. Jiujiu also returned to the previous alley.

Jiu Jiu himself was stunned, and he looked at the black phantom behind him. He developed a great sense of fear, but he knew him so well. The moment their eyes met, such a line flashed through Jiujiu's mind. The moment this line appeared, Jiujiu learned all about this stand-in, as well as his name - Black Flag

He retracted his stand-in, and the moment the stand-in disappeared, Jiujiu's hair turned back to its original black, but there were a few more strands of blonde hair in the black hair. He walked over to the drug dealer, handcuffed him, and took him back to the police station.

After work, Jiujiu never forgot these things, as if they were not really happening. But as soon as you have a thought, this black phantom will appear, and your hair will turn golden. This made him very uneasy, and this was just the beginning for Jiujiu, a deeper new world.

Seeing Jiujiu's thoughtful look, Jiujiu's mother walked over and stroked his head.

"What's the matter, kid, have you run into a tricky case again?"

"No, it's fine." He pushed his mother's hand away. And at this moment, Jiujiu's mother, Yin Ruofan, found a few blonde hairs on his head. She took two steps back in a panic and made a trembling call.

"Mr. Misda! Fast! Come here! Jiujiu him, he seems to have awakened that stand-in! In just one sentence, the call was over. but gave Jiu Jiu a blow to the head.

"Stand-in? What is a stand-in? Could it be the ghost I summoned? ”

"Child, Mom is not a stand-in messenger and doesn't know much about it. You should know when Uncle Misda comes. ”

"Uncle Misda, does he have a stand-in too?"

"Yes, but son, don't tell anyone about it. Otherwise, your life will be in danger! You can't tell anyone you're Giorno Giobana's son! ”

The doorbell rang, and Jiujiu saw that it was Uncle Misda and Aunt Trihue and opened the door with remote control. As soon as the door opened, this middle-aged man who was about the same height as Jiu Jiu rushed over and pressed Jiu Jiu's shoulder.

"You really have a stand-in!" Misda's tone trembled with excitement.

"It should be, uncle. But stand-in, what is it? ”

"A stand-in is an image of great power generated by the life energy in the human body, and the person who has a stand-in is called a stand-in messenger. And the stand-in is a portrayal of the spirit of the ontology. Only the stand-in messenger can see the stand-in. Trixiu explained the concept of a stand-in to Jiujiu in plain language, and at the same time threw a look at Misda.

"Jiujiu, look at it, this is a stand-in! Sex Pistols ！ (Sexy pistol)" With a shout, six thumb-sized figures appeared beside Misda.

"Spicy Girl! (Spice Girl) This is my stand-in, you can summon your stand-in too." A pink humanoid phantom stood behind Trihu.

Jiu Jiu was very surprised when he looked at the two stand-ins, this was the first time in his life that he was so conscious to see so many different stand-ins appear in front of him.

He exhaled, calmed down, and shouted:

“Black Falg ！！” A stand-in dressed in a black robe and holding a black battle flag appeared in front of everyone. Although it is a flag, it is not the texture of cloth, and a cloud of smoke-like energy floats on the flagpole, forming a flag-like shape.

"You.... His child—" Misda had begun to speak incoherently. Looking at the side face of this stand-in, if it weren't for this black, it's not an exaggeration to say that he was Gold Experience. Two lines of tears slipped from the eyes of the middle-aged man who had experienced many vicissitudes.

"Son, it's time to tell you the story of your father."

Misda then told him the story of Jiujiu's father, Giorno. From the moment Giorno joined the team, then integrated into the team, led the team to victory, became the spirit of the whole team, and then finally told him about the final battle with the boss. But he never told him what happened next, such as the cause of his father's death.

"Uncle Namisda, my father, he, how did he die!" After listening to his father's story, Jiujiu's eyes were already moist, and at this time, he was most concerned about the cause of his father's death.

"You'll know when you should know." With this sentence left, Misda did not continue to speak.