Chapter 274 Breakthrough
A little chaos finally happened in this peaceful town.
Diablo was actually stuck in front of the cashier counter because he was short of money.
This is an extremely incredible thing——
He doesn't love money, but he has never been short of money, even after his organization's foundation was robbed.
Because Diablo, a guy who is as low-key and cautious as a thousand-year-old turtle, had already prepared countless escape routes for himself when he was in power:
He has more than a dozen fake passports with different names and nationalities, and has safe-haven accounts opened using fake identities in more than a dozen major countries. Each account contains a huge amount of money that is enough for him to continue to be a rich man for the rest of his life after escaping to the corresponding country.
The card that Diablo just handed over had a full 500 million yen in it.
"No money in the card?"
"Are you mistaken? Is it possible that the balance on my card is not enough to pay for the goods at the convenience store?"
Diablo questioned in broken Japanese.
He has an extremely high IQ and a strong learning ability. Although he is only studying intensively, he is already able to communicate with the locals in Morioh Town on a daily basis with difficulty.
"I really don't have any money..." The cashier said with some embarrassment: "I won't joke about this kind of thing."
"Try again."
Diablo asked the cashier to try again without further ado.
And the result this time...the payment still failed.
"How is that possible?"
"Really no money?!"
Diablo suddenly widened his eyes in a somewhat uncontrollable manner:
It's not that his concentration is too poor, but this strange incident made him unable to help but think of more:
How could such a huge sum of money, 500 million yen, just disappear out of thin air?
Could it be that the fact that I had secretly set up a hedging account had been discovered by Li Qing and his team using the technology of the technology team?
Has all this money been “recovered” by the organization?
The more Diablo thought about it, the more frightened he became - if Li Qing and others could find his safe-haven account, it would only be a matter of time before they could find his whereabouts based on the account records.
"Damn it... Am I going to be exposed now?"
Diablo felt extremely heavy in his heart.
In the face of such a life-and-death matter, he unknowingly forgot about such a small matter as not being able to pay the bill.
However, whether it was the ordinary office worker behind him who was eager to spend some time alone with his "girlfriend", or the young cashier in front of him with a strange look on his face, they were all slightly dissatisfied with Diablo's distraction that wasted time.
"Sir, sir?"
“Can you pay directly in cash?”
The cashier urged very restrainedly and politely.
Diablo's behavior of occupying the cashier counter without paying is indeed very disturbing. The fact that he can always maintain such a polite attitude is due to his professional ethics and respect for foreign friends.
But unfortunately, the cashier and the onlookers have too narrow a vision. They do not have a broad vision of internationalization and globalization, and do not know the overall diplomatic situation of maintaining Japan-Italy relations.
Seeing this foreign friend's face turn green and red, he seemed to be so poor that he couldn't even take out cash...
Not only did they not selflessly pay for the foreign friends' bills, nor did they warmly and hospitably solve their urgent needs, but some of them could not help but put on a sour face and showed their disgust without disguising it:
“Hello…”
"Foreigner, if you don't have money, just stay out of the way, okay?"
"There are so many people waiting behind us. If you waste three minutes, we will lose half an hour in total!"
There were some dissatisfied shouts from the back of the team.
"Sir, if I may..."
"Please wait aside for a moment."
The cashier also started to try to send the customer away in a sarcastic way.
“…”
Diablo was silent for a while.
His face had never been so dark.
Because he had never been so poor that he couldn't even pay his bills - this embarrassment of lack of money made him feel more deeply and intuitively the humiliation of being a stray dog.
"I have fallen to this point..."
The discordant greetings from passers-by rang in my ears.
Diablo quietly clenched his fist:
"The Crimson King!"
This hideous, terrifying, blood-stained king of crime finally reappeared in the world with a domineering attitude:
"Let time fly!"
Before anyone had time to react, time was cut short.
The noisy chatter from passers-by became a complete background, and Diablo entered his own time dimension.
Then he suddenly turned around.
The Crimson King followed suit and pointed his fist at the blond man in a suit behind Diablo.
Finally, Diablo took a deep breath...
The Scarlet King was given the most useless order since he woke up from his Stand:
"Bring me his wallet."
The Crimson King carried out Diablo's orders without hesitation.
It stretched out its arm and, at an extremely fast speed, reached its black hand towards the bulging shirt pocket of the blond man in a suit.
Diablo turned around neatly and waited for his stand-in to give him money.
The Crimson King is very fast, and when used for stealing, especially when using the time-cutting theft function, it is simply invincible.
It succeeded in an instant.
Diablo had just turned around when the Crimson King handed the contents of the blond man in a suit into his hands.
Diablo took it subconsciously, and was about to borrow some spare money from this "wallet" to spend...
Then, immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt that something was wrong...
Why is this "wallet" so soft and seems a little wet?
Looking down again...
"What! Is! This!?!"
Diablo was shocked.
He was horrified to find that what he had stolen from the pocket of the blond man in a suit was not a wallet at all, but a severed female hand with the blood still drained out!
Diavolo was certainly not a rookie who had never seen a severed hand. He just had never seen a pervert who put a severed hand in his pocket and stroked it all the time.
Although Diablo is also a pervert who can lock his own mother alive under the floor of his house, kill his adoptive father, neighbors, lovers, and subordinates, and likes to make human slices...
But this method of killing someone and keeping the body as a souvenir was really too wild. He was caught off guard and suffered a great psychological shock.
"No wonder there is a faint smell of blood..."
“So that’s how it is!”
Diablo's eyes changed instantly when he looked at the blond man in a suit:
"This is a murderer, a perverted murderer."
After all this trouble, the time for cutting time is almost over.
However, Diablo admitted that he had no interest in being a caring citizen who reported criminals, as such publicizing things would only bring him trouble.
So he just thought about it for a moment, and then asked the Crimson King to put the severed hand back into the man's pocket intact.
The whole process was carried out in real time, so the blond man in a suit would not even know that the "girlfriend" in his pocket had just been touched by another man.
He was in a state of dullness and sluggishness as if in a time-depleted state, just like all of Diablo's past enemies.
"Then, the time cut is over!"
At this point, Diablo is no longer interested in stealing money to buy things.
All he wanted now was to stay away from this perverted murderer, keep a low profile and reduce the possibility of getting into trouble.
However, at this moment, at the moment when the time cut ended...
The blond man in a suit, who had broken free from the constraints of time and suddenly regained consciousness, suddenly took a step back.
He couldn't help but take a step back instinctively, and an uncontrollable vigilance revealed in his pupils.
"Um?"
Diablo was acutely aware of something:
What is the other party on guard against? Why did he suddenly retreat?
Everything I just did happened in a flash, so it shouldn't be discovered by anyone.
But now, that guy is clearly wary of me...
why is that?
Diablo was puzzled, and then he carefully followed the blond man's gaze:
"Wait... He's not looking at me, he's looking at..."
"The Crimson King!"
"He lost his composure because of the Crimson King who suddenly appeared in front of him after the time cut—"
"This guy can see the Stand, he's a Stand user!"
Diablo's heart was suddenly filled with waves , but his expression remained calm.
And after the blond man in the suit came to his senses, he tried hard to pretend that nothing had happened and continued to play the role of an ordinary citizen.
This small convenience store seemed to be returning to peace soon.
But in Diablo's heart, a bigger storm was quietly brewing:
"Pervert, murderer, stand-in."
"That's really interesting. "
A barely perceptible smile appeared on Diablo's lips :
"It seems that I have found the breakthrough I was looking for."
