American comic: I, JoJo, am going to heaven!

Chapter 193 Geb's Attack and the Unpredictable Situation

After Tony finished talking with the little boy Harry Kinner, he saw the boy walking home with a smile on his face.

Don't worry, although this is a crime city, it's not so heartless as to target children. The people here are just numb, not without any moral bottom line.

On the other side, Coulson quickly assessed Tony's condition and, after confirming that he was alright, quietly arranged for a team of agents to protect him.

Because Tony has just decided to part ways with them, this lone hero wants to capture the Mandarin on his own and bring him to justice!

"That's settled then. Be careful." Coulson had completed his mission, but he was still worried about Jon, so he decided to go with him to search for the saint's remains.

After all, that guy is bound to do something reckless as long as no one is watching him. There's no doubt about it; he knows Jon too well. He'll be a VIP at S.H.I.E.L.D. Hospital again!

"Okay, goodbye, I have to go find my partner now." Tony proudly waved his newly acquired spoils.

It was a car key. He grinned smugly, then turned to Jon, raised an eyebrow, and called out, "Hey kid, aren't you going to say goodbye?"

"Shut up!" Jon frowned, his expression grave. He raised his hand to silence the two of them and said in a deep voice, "I heard some strange noises, and I have a bad feeling."

In his ears, a rustling sound was rapidly traveling from deep underground, like a mouse digging a hole, but clearly different.

The sound was incredibly strange, a rustling sound, and it was coming from... The next second, his expression changed drastically. He abruptly looked up in Tony's direction, raised his hand, and shouted, "Star Platinum!"

"Euro!!!"

Platinum Star roared and appeared four meters in front of him, raising his fist and slamming it hard into the asphalt road in Coulson's shocked gaze!

With a deafening roar, the entire road was instantly riddled with spiderweb-like cracks from the immense force, and cars on the street honked incessantly.

"Kid, are you crazy!" Tony was terrified. The sudden force caused him to lose his balance and fall backward uncontrollably, about to land hard on his backside!

Bang! A sharp stream of water suddenly shot out from in front of him, slashing fiercely at the spot where he had just been standing! The sound of water cutting through the air was extremely piercing, and Tony was terrified.

Due to the unique nature of Geb's Stand, which is made from water that is common in everyday life, Tony was able to clearly see this Stand that controls the water flow!

So this is a Stand?! Countless questions flooded his mind, but he suppressed them all. But one thing he was absolutely certain of: this Stand's target was him! It was here to kill him!!

Jon's eyes sharpened, and the whole world became exceptionally clear under his dynamic vision, as if everything were in slow motion.

In his field of vision, he clearly saw the sharp stream of water and the terror on Tony's face. He raised his hand and pointed forward, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable power: "Star Platinum The World!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Platinum Star swung his arms wildly, and an invisible domain suddenly expanded, enveloping the entire world.

Crackling sounds—the world froze instantly, sound vanished, sharp streams of water were pinned in mid-air, and everything around lost its color, completely stilled under the power of time.

Jon Snow, hands in his pockets, walked forward step by step, moving the panicked Tony to safety. Star Platinum then unleashed a punch! Immediately afterward, he took a deep breath and yelled, "Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora!!!!"

A cold glint flashed in Platinum Star's icy eyes. The next second, countless heavy punches rained down on the water! The muffled impacts echoed in the frozen air until the water was completely dispersed.

Jon Snow scoffed, raised a hand to lightly stroke the brim of his white hat, and said calmly, "Time begins to flow!"

Tony's vision flashed before his eyes, and he realized that he was standing behind Coulson without even realizing it.

Meanwhile, Coulson's mechanical arm inexplicably popped out a holographic shield, firmly protecting the two of them.

On the other side, the water that had been scattered by Star Platinum instantly regrouped! It nimbly turned, bypassing Star Platinum's fist, and once again stabbed straight at Jon's throat like a venomous snake!

"What?!" Jon's pupils contracted.

How could a remotely controlled Stand instantly reassemble itself?! Water? Could it be a Stand like Angelo's?

But time was too short for him to think! At this distance, Platinum Star simply didn't have time to react, and he had already used Time Stop. It seemed impossible for him to use Claw Strike to lift up the road defenses!

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, only to be rejected one by one. In desperation, he could only turn to the side to try to avoid the vital point, and then he heard a soft "plop" sound!

A sharp pain exploded in his shoulder! The sharp stream of water pierced through his shoulder in an instant! Before their eyes, a spurt of blood flew out.

"Damn it!" Jon gritted his teeth and adjusted his breathing, using the ripples to seal the wound and quickly stop the bleeding and pain. Seeing the water rushing in again, he suddenly pushed off with his feet and leaped onto the roof!

On the other side, Coulson was about to step forward to help when Tony grabbed his shoulder. He turned around seriously, about to question something, when he saw Tony pointing solemnly ahead.

Coulson looked in the direction he was pointing, and right in front of him, the sharp stream of water had just condensed into a claw shape and was flailing wildly in place because it had lost its target.

"Don't move," Tony said in a deep voice. "Look, that Stand has lost its target. Based on this, it's probably using sound to locate the enemy!"

as predicted.

A few seconds later, Geb's double, having lost its target, burrowed into the road and disappeared without a trace. Seeing this, Jon Snow also jumped off the roof, his expression calm yet solemn.

"The controller has recalled the Stand," he looked around and clenched his fist. "I didn't find any Stand users nearby. This guy has a remote location ability."

As he spoke, Jon stretched his shoulders. Under the influence of Aja's redstone, his wounds were healing rapidly, but his complexion looked even worse.

"Are you alright?" Coulson walked over and, seeing that his shoulder had fully recovered, breathed a sigh of relief. "Even your invincible Platinum Star couldn't do anything about it?"

"There's no way around it, this is a remote-operated system." Jon glanced at the still-shaken Tony, rubbing his temples. "The target is Tony. He's an assassin from the Tenth Ring Gang."

"Currently, only the Ten Rings Gang and S.H.I.E.L.D. know Tony's location, but where did the Ten Rings Gang find such a powerful Stand user? And so cautiously, fleeing immediately after failing in their first attack."

The three fell silent. This hidden Stand user was far too dangerous, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, making them feel like they had thorns in their backs.

"Although I don't know how you saved me... I've made up my mind, I'm going to work with you."

After much deliberation, Tony made this wise decision. After all, following Jon and Coulson, two guys with strange and wonderful abilities, would obviously make him feel safer.

"Okay, by the way, you're welcome." Jon glanced at Tony, crossed his arms, and said casually.

"Huh? What are you thanking me for? What did I miss? Okay, I know you saved me, but you're an adult! Don't brag about helping people, it just seems pretentious!"

Tony's expression was complicated. Recalling the splash of blood in the air just now, he hurriedly unlocked a BMW in the distance with his car key and jumped into the driver's seat in a panic.

A moment later, the car window rolled down, revealing Tony's face, etched with hesitation and awkwardness. He pursed his lips, took several deep breaths, met their gazes, and after much deliberation, finally spoke: "Sorry, you know, I... okay. Thanks, kid. I have to admit, you did a good job just now. Thanks for saving me, but..."

"Alright, alright, take a break." Jon opened the car door and got into the passenger seat speechlessly. Coulson also sighed and got in the car, teasingly saying, "Your personality is just so incredibly awkward."

"That's right, his aunt said so too." Tony took a deep breath and glanced at Jon in the passenger seat. "By the way, don't tell your aunt that you're sitting in the passenger seat... never mind, let's not joke around like this."

"Where do we go next, kid? Got any ideas?"

"What was that casino called again?" Jon pondered for a moment, then decided to proceed with the original plan of investigating the clues to the saint's remains. "Phil?"

Coulson glanced at his watch: "Burrless."

"Casino? Fine, do whatever you want." Tony just wanted to survive. That double was too terrifying, and besides, he didn't have his armor yet. He needed to think things through carefully.

The next second, the BMW sped away on the highway, kicking up a cloud of dust.

As the smoke cleared, Holmes's bewildered face was revealed. His mouth gaped open, and it took him a long time to manage a single sentence: "No? That's it? They drove off? Huh?! What am I supposed to do?"

"What the hell is going on?!"

Burroughs Casino, located in downtown Memphis, is the city’s largest and most luxurious casino.

This place is a place of extravagance and debauchery, where countless wealthy people spend lavishly, drinking the strongest liquor and spending more money than an average person could earn in a lifetime.

At this point, Jon and his two companions, disguised, entered the casino through the main entrance at 11:30 p.m., which was also the time Chad entered the casino.

After entering, ignoring the surprised looks from others, they first looked around and observed some information.

Of course, this doesn't include Tony, because his eyes were completely captivated by the sight of a series of stunningly dressed women.

"What does the mission log say?" Jon glanced at Coulson and asked in a low voice.

"On November 19th, Chad Hewitt, like us, entered the Burroughs Casino at the same time. After playing a few rounds, he went to the counter and finally disappeared in the casino toilet at midnight."

"Hey, hey, hey, you two, what are you investigating?" Upon hearing this, Tony's eyes flashed with interest, his curiosity piqued.

"A secret." Jon stroked his chin thoughtfully, but the loud music around him kept interrupting his thoughts. "Never mind, he disappeared at midnight on November 19th?"

"Then come with me, I have a plan."

Coulson and Tony exchanged a glance, ignoring the disgruntled look from the security guard at the door, and followed Jon who was walking ahead.

According to the mission report uploaded by Sitwell, at 11:57 AM on November 19th, Chad Hewitt, who was being monitored, appeared extremely flustered during the gambling game and kept checking the time on his watch.

In that strange betting game, this guy, who made a series of blunders, won the round, but his face showed despair, and he rushed to the toilet without stopping.

In the video, he quickly opened the door and locked it from the inside. When the staff realized something was wrong, they pried open the door, only to find that he had disappeared.

Jon Snow pondered for a moment, then opened the bathroom door. After the two entered, he locked the door, just like Chad Hewitt had done. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Moody Blues!!!"

Green flames erupted from his body, and his figure took a step in their eyes, leaving countless afterimages. At the same time, the sound of a cassette tape being inserted rang out out of thin air.

The next second, a blue-purple humanoid figure appeared in Coulson's line of sight. This figure's body was composed of liquid muscle, with a slender and graceful figure, and slowly opened its arms.

Jon turned around and gave the two a brief explanation, saying only a few words because Tony couldn't see the double.

"The Stand is named Gloomy Blues, and its user is Leo Abbacchio. The Stand user is currently dead."

"It has almost no combat capability, but it can replay what happened to the target in the past, and can speed it up or pause it. Simply put, this is a Stand designed specifically for police to solve cases!"

"So!" Jon reached for the sink, set the timer, and said in a deep voice, "Time: November 19th, 11:59 PM! Target: Chad Hewitt!! Replay time: 30 seconds!"

"Melancholy Blues?" Coulson frowned slightly. If Jon hadn't specifically explained it to him, he really wouldn't have guessed the Stand's ability.

In the blink of an eye, with a buzzing sound, Melancholy Blues stopped its meaningless movements, and its entire body began to pixelate from head to toe, indicating that it had begun to replay Chad Hewitt.

First, a pair of worn-out leather shoes appeared in my line of sight, followed by work pants, an oil-stained shirt, and finally a face covered with a thick beard and bloodshot eyes—it was Chad Hewitt.

Suddenly, the face mimicking the melancholy blues became unusually panicked, and its body retreated backward through the toilet door as if rewinding.

Tony was completely bewildered, but Coulson, who was next to him, reacted quickly and pulled open the bathroom door.

Jon rushed over too, and the two of them looked out nervously. Not far away, Chad Hewitt was rushing towards the toilet with a desperate expression on his face!

"Hey! Did you see that?" Jon's pupils contracted, his gaze fixed on Chad Hewitt's hand, an expression of disbelief on his face.

"I see it." Coulson nodded solemnly. In their eyes, Chad Hewitt's fingers were undergoing a strange transformation, as if a silicon-based organism were turning into organic matter.

Chad-Hewitt hurriedly pushed open the bathroom door, passed through the two people, rushed straight to the sink, turned on the tap, and washed his face.

"Chad-Hewitt said in despair, his hands on the sink, his face blank.

The next second, he pulled something out of his pocket and threw it at the wall in a fit of rage!

He was about to straighten up when his body trembled noticeably, and he pressed himself against the wooden bathroom door as if he were being drawn to it by a magnet.

Chad froze, looked up abruptly, and began to breathe rapidly. He saw that his hand had become completely fused with the wooden door beside him, and a powerful suction force was pulling him away!

His skin immediately began to turn red and hot to the naked eye, and he struggled incessantly, but the wooden door remained undamaged, and the things he had thrown earlier did not cause any damage to the wall.

As time went by, Chad Hewitt was gradually pulled deeper into the wooden door by that inexplicable suction force. When the time for the True Copy ability ended, only half of his struggling body remained outside.

"That's the truth." The melancholy blues faded with the wind, and Jon turned to look at the two men with different expressions, saying in a deep voice, "He was sucked into the door."

Coulson nodded knowingly, but Tony was still completely bewildered, having no idea what was going on. Since he couldn't see the double, he couldn't help but complain, "Why can this S.H.I.E.L.D. agent see the so-called double, but I can't?"

"Because you didn't meet the standard." Jon was helpless about it.

He had considered trying to shoot Tony with an arrow, but he was afraid of killing Tony, so he gave up the idea.

Speaking of arrows, he once received a fragment from the old man, which could be used to awaken a substitute for an ordinary person, but he has kept it sealed away until now and has never used it.

After all, being a Stand user is troublesome enough, but being subject to the law that Stand users attract other Stand users is also a problem.

If you were to do that to someone close to you, you'd be lucky if it succeeded, but what if it failed? Or what if it attracted other malicious Stand users? The risk is too great.

So he hadn't touched it. Thinking about it carefully, what if he shot Tony, Skye, or Coulson with an arrow and turned them into Stand users? There was really no need for that.

"I didn't meet the standard..."

Tony nodded somewhat angrily. Having a Stand had almost become an obsession for him. Jon had one, Pepper had one, but he didn't! That wasn't fair!

"Stop looking so sour," Jon sighed, but still offered a few words of comfort, "Why don't you just develop some glasses that can see Stands?"

"Easy for you to say. Fine, I'll give it a try. There's nothing in this world that Tony Stark can't figure out," Tony said stubbornly.

Afterwards, the three of them slipped out of the casino without spending a penny, but it was getting too late and they had nowhere to go, so they had to find a hotel to stay in.

In the hotel room, Jon was scribbling and drawing in his notebook, organizing the clues he had gathered that day:

First, the Ten Rings hired a Stand user to attack Tony.

The person's ability was to control water from a great distance, seemingly by locating it through sound.

Looking at these conditions, Jon had a vague guess in his mind, but there was too little evidence, and he dared not believe it.

Because there are Stands in water form, such as Angelo, a high-IQ criminal whose water necklace is very troublesome, especially on rainy days.

However, the guy who attacked Tony... it's hard not to associate him with that person, who had a long attack range and could pinpoint locations by sound.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the Stand user who has Geb's hints, that guy named Endor. But according to the original trajectory, this guy should have committed suicide.

Jon hesitated for a moment, then wrote Endor's name in his notebook and added a big question mark after it. He then began to summarize the clues he had seen that night.

First, Chad-Hewitt's body began to gradually become woody after he left the gambling table, and he said something after washing his face.

Jon Snow, who knew a bit about lip reading, could tell that he was saying, "How can I ever spend all this money? This damn money!"

Moreover, his body was red and hot as he tried to set the wooden door on fire; it seems this guy is a warrior from another realm! Why did he suddenly acquire such a large sum of money? Wait, the way he spends it makes it seem like he hates money?

The situation gradually became clear in Jon's mind: this guy had received a large sum of money, on the condition that he had to spend it all by the end of the day, or he would turn into wood and merge into the surrounding things.

That's why he went on a spending spree, and what he ended up throwing away was probably the money he hadn't spent. And he only had one day to spend this windfall!

If we can find out where he went before that day, we might be able to find clues about the saint's remains. This phenomenon is exactly what the devil's palm is testing for its chosen ones!

"But I always feel like something's not quite right..." Jon shook his head helplessly, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep immediately.

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