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

Chapter 89 The Cryptoscope's Henchmen

"Do you need me to wear the suit?" Tony asked, a hint of eagerness in his eyes. "Let that guy experience James—"

Bond's treatment?

"No need," Jon said without looking up, pointing to a bottle of water. "Just hand me the bottle of water you have."

"Water?" Tony turned around, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, and looked puzzled. "This? Are you sure?"

"That's right." Jon took the water bottle and casually took off his hat. "Hey, happy!"

"Huh?" Happy, who was almost asleep, suddenly opened his eyes with a start.

His past experience as a bodyguard made him instinctively grab the hat with Jon's name on it.

"Here you go, happy." Jon wet his fingers and began to fix his hair.

"Wait a minute," Tony frowned, confused about Jon's intentions. "Kid, what are you doing?"

"I'm not a kid anymore. I just turned 18 last week, Tony."

"Really?" Tony grinned, stepped forward, patted Jon on the shoulder, and teased him.

"Kid, don't you know I'm an adult now? Twenty-two years ago?"

"Fine, I can't argue with you." Jon shrugged.

He has always been self-aware. In his view, even ten years from now, Tony's eloquence will still surpass his. This is talent, and time cannot make up for it.

"Tony, although I hate people who judge by appearance, sometimes, looks are a weapon."

He took the bandage from Platinum Star and wrapped it around his forehead, making his hair stand up.

You'll understand soon enough.

Jon took several deep breaths, his demeanor gradually turning cold and sinister, exuding an evil far greater than before.

"Jon...?" Tony immediately became alert and tentatively reached out to touch his shoulder. Suddenly!

Tony Stark.

Before the words were even finished, Jon's face had already turned around.

A cold and sinister expression appeared on his angular face, his eyes rebelliously turned upwards, looking at him as if he were food.

A deep, varied, and incredibly alluring voice came from his mouth.

Do you believe in gravity?

"Wh-what?!" Tony tried to pull his hand away, but it was as if he was being held in place by some invisible force, unable to move.

In fact, it was Platinum Star who captured him, but he just didn't know it.

"My God!" Tony's eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief as he pointed at Jon repeatedly. "You, you, you, you!"

"Wrrryyyyyyy!!!"

Seeing that his tricks had finally fooled Tony, Jon couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.

As expected, no human is unafraid of Dio, except for Jotaro.

"Wang Defa! You're insane!" Tony gritted his teeth, wishing he could summon his suit and fire a shot at him right away.

Suddenly, the fanatical expression on Jon's face vanished. He stared at Tony expressionlessly, his voice cold: "This is my plan—no one can see me like this without being afraid."

Yes, that's Jon's plan—simple, brutal, but very effective.

By imitating Dior's wicked charm and demeanor, he subtly reveals his flaws through his words.

At this point, if the other party shows even the slightest wavering, he can seize the opportunity, and the matter will be easily resolved.

"Good plan." Tony rubbed his temples, looking somewhat tired.

"That's fine, watch me."

Jon took off his coat, leaving him in only a black tight-fitting T-shirt, his muscle definition clearly visible beneath the fabric.

"It's up to you."

Tony forced a smile, watching Jon's retreating figure, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

Are young people these days so unconventional in their thinking? Or am I just out of touch with the times?

On the other side, Jon was pleased with his reaction. He strode toward his office and slammed the door open!

The sound of the door slamming against the wall was particularly loud, so the employees looked up angrily, but fell silent after seeing Jon's face.

Who is this villain? How did they get in? Wait, they look familiar.

This is the opinion of most employees.

"Most of you here probably know me, so I can skip the self-introduction."

Jon crossed his arms, with Star Platinum silently hovering behind him, observing everyone.

"I'll only ask once—during the group's renovations a few days ago, did anyone approach Pepper's office door?"

The entire office fell into a deathly silence.

The employees looked at each other, their eyes flickering – after all, almost everyone had passed by there for work.

Jon coldly surveyed them, taking in their fear.

This reaction is normal and very real, but what he's looking for isn't fear, but rather the traces of performance.

A real secret agent is not afraid; in other words, the expression on his face will definitely be a performance.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on an empty workstation, and his eyes began to show suspicion.

He walked slowly towards a female employee beside him, stared at her name tag, and asked, "Martina, where's your colleague, Ellie House? Why isn't he here?"

"He... he just said his stomach hurt... and then he ran out in a flash."

Martina's voice trembled; she was clearly a little scared.

"You ran away?" Jon's eyes darkened, but he still thanked him, "Okay, thank you."

The matter is clear: no one at the scene showed any signs of acting. Therefore, Allie House is the agent.

Only he was able to notice immediately after Jon removed the camera and quickly leave the area.

But why did he need to go to the toilet? I don't understand.

"Going to the toilet? Such a lame excuse, he doesn't seem like a very capable person."

Jon grumbled, then pushed open the door and left, tossing a remark to Tony standing at the door: "If you don't want to get a bunch of resignation letters tomorrow, you'd better go in and appease your lovely employee."

"Wait!" Tony grabbed his arm. "That's a well-trained agent! Be careful."

Don't worry.

Jon broke free, took the coat and hat from Happy, and grabbed a bottle of mineral water.

When you're looking for someone, the versatile ripple effect comes in handy.

Simply use the ripple effect on the water in the bottle, and the ripples will travel to your arm, then to your body, and finally to the ground.

By simply observing the ripples on the ground, one can easily sense that guy's life resonance, so!

"You have nowhere to run! Elihouse! Come out!"

He stood at the entrance of the men's restroom and called out, but after waiting for a while, there was no response from inside, and the water bottle's movement also did not elicit any reaction.

"What? What happened?"

Sensing something was wrong, Jon rushed into the bathroom, only to find the ventilation duct cover hanging crookedly above him.

"Ran away?" He raised an eyebrow in disbelief, as if he'd stumbled upon a joke. "That idiot actually went into the ventilation duct?"

It's worth noting that Stark Tower has 89 floors, with floors 79 through 89 being Tony's private laboratories.

Pepper's office is on the 78th floor, which means that a brilliant agent would have to climb at least two floors through the pipes to escape.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant, I don't even know what to say."

Jon walked out with a tense expression and then pressed the elevator button.

at the same time--

A man in a suit was panting heavily as he pressed the elevator button in front of him.

The two elevators arrived at the 76th and 78th floors at the same time, and the two people went inside.

Then, the two elevators descended rapidly and arrived at the first floor of Stark Tower at the same time, and the two people walked out of the two elevators together.

As the elevator doors opened simultaneously, the two people who heard the sound turned to look at each other at the same time. Upon seeing the person who had entered, Jon's face lit up with a surprised smile.

Ellihouse, on the other hand, was deathly pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead. The next second, without the slightest hesitation, he ran for his life.

Wow.

Watching the other person flee, Jon followed at a leisurely pace, like a cheetah eyeing its prey.

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