JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 120 Halftime

"I am a member of the Mexican sunglasses-wearing gang..."

The preceding introduction can be skipped. Chen had actually heard of, and even the replicas of, the bosses were real.

As he listened, he realized that not only were the stories real, but they also seemed to be completely true. Otherwise, the captain was also conspiring with the old man to fool him, repeating the same stories.

"Isn't it strange... about the Ghost Boss?"

"Oh, is the female boss on this ship?"

The captain paused, then shook his head. "I don't know. I haven't seen it on board in the past few years."

So that woman isn't some kind of female boss?

Chen had obtained some useful information, but he wasn't happy.

"Uh, you still haven't said why you're the victim."

The captain dusted himself off, stood up, leaned against the ship's railing, and sighed.

"The story continues. We, the last remaining members of the escaped organization, inexplicably boarded this ship in a Mexican port. It was so inexplicable that I've forgotten the circumstances... I was probably pushed onto the ship by someone."

"Once you board the ship, there's no possibility of disembarking. You have to live and die here, and you have to wear sunglasses permanently. People who wear sunglasses on the ship lose their language and most of their thinking abilities... As the initial victim, I was very lucky. Before boarding, I was the only one wearing sunglasses. Perhaps I had already been bound by the rules, and I managed to get by... Actually, up to now, I'm no different from before. I'm one of the few normal people on the ship... Achoo!"

The captain shivered from the evening sea breeze and sat down again.

"However, I didn't dare to take off my sunglasses anymore, only when I was sleeping alone... Later, a so-called emperor appeared on this ship. The emperor only appeared in front of everyone for a moment. No one reacted, and no one even knew what clothes he was wearing. In short, I didn't see him clearly."

"But all of us wearing sunglasses received a message in our minds: 'From today onwards, party time is officially established. Until then, new passengers do not need to insist on wearing sunglasses.' Maybe it's to put newcomers at ease..."

The captain stopped talking, glanced at Chen beside him, and saw that Chen was still gazing at the starry sky. It seemed like he could relax and catch his breath, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket and prepared to light it.

"Go on, there are things I want to know that you haven't told me yet."

Chen suddenly snatched the cigarette from the captain's hand, then stared at him intently but not angrily.

"You personally handed me the sunglasses... Can I say that you, the victim, also had the intention to harm others?... I won't accept this without a reasonable explanation."

"Because I don't want to die, I won't do this kind of work that's mine. If this ship finds something strange about me, I'll be eliminated."

"But you can speak, don't you think you won't be suspected of having something strange about you?"

"Just being able to speak makes me different from others... For example, everyone else is a mute wearing sunglasses, but I wear sunglasses instead of being mute. Life still goes on normally, right? I guess this ship doesn't even know that sunglasses can make people mute. It probably thinks people just don't like to talk..."

"Your reason is too far-fetched; I don't really believe it."

"But that's the truth. Distributing sunglasses was my sole responsibility, specifically assigned by the Emperor. I'm only able to speak because I'm lucky the Emperor didn't notice. Otherwise, I would have died the moment I boarded the ship... Besides, if you don't wear sunglasses, you'll all die at that time, your bodies will be pulverized into dust... It's better to wear sunglasses, right?"

A brief silence.

"Wait, another woman with thick lips who wears sunglasses and can talk appeared today. Do you know her?"

"Is there such a person? I have absolutely no recollection of them. If they do exist, perhaps it's because of my special circumstances?"

The woman was still like a ghost, and hadn't even been discovered by the captain? Perhaps she was the Queen... Chen pondered for a moment,

"And the party emcee, the bartender who wore sunglasses, can also speak now."

"Then I have even less idea... Is it possible that so many unusual things will happen at this party?"

The captain expressed surprise.

"Sigh... So, do you know a really sleazy old man? He likes to get drunk at restaurants, likes to hit on people, and is a coward..."

"I know him. He's one of the few normal people, but he's even more special. He suddenly appeared a month after I boarded the ship. He doesn't need to wear sunglasses to survive many parties. I've never spoken to him. I don't dare... I thought he might be the emperor, but then I thought about it, and this old man is too ugly, so it seems unlikely..."

"Does an emperor have to be good-looking?"

"I have no idea..."

"...There's still a question. What's the purpose of this party that lasts so long, like a special holiday? You should know, right?"

Chen was a participant, but instead of telling the captain the purpose of the party, he asked about the past, wanting to know if the purpose of each party was different.

"No, I don't know. I've never attended any of the parties because I'm the captain. But I know that every party is different. There are times when we get through a peaceful night, and times when there are corpses everywhere. Like today, today should be the day of the battle party, right?"

"Sigh...but it's not a scene of carnage, and nobody will actually die...for now."

The captain didn't seem inclined to ask too many questions, and after a long pause, he managed to utter an "Oh," which immediately cooled the atmosphere again.

After another period of silence, Chen realized that he could no longer have any common topics with the old captain. He had almost run out of things to ask, and although he hadn't gotten many satisfactory answers, he decided to stop here. As for everything about the Emperor, he would have to experience it for himself.

"Ah...perfect timing, the battle over there is over...it was definitely a foregone conclusion."

Chen stood up, clutching his forehead; he still suffered from some lingering dizziness and nausea from vomiting.

Did you win?

"nature."

Chen waved his hand dismissively, preparing to return to the cabin, leaving the captain behind who had finally lit a cigarette.

"Boss, do you think he's lying?"

"Whether I lie or not doesn't matter. Just try everything yourself. Once you ascend that so-called throne, you might understand."

"That's right."

Chen walked into the cabin and saw that the remaining people had lost consciousness, so he withdrew his clone.

"What will the result be? Will I still not be able to take the position? Do I need to wait for someone else to appear?... Or do I need to eliminate potential rivals like you in order to achieve my goal?"

Chen glanced at the bartender on the stage, who was all smiles and seemed to have remained motionless, and asked this question.